Jack Sparrow Cursed Novels & Stories

She said, peering into my eyes, and I could see a glint of tears in her eyes. “We will, I can guarantee you that,” I said, glancing at Zahir before I left with Hikari and Morfan. I had left behind my spy butterfly to monitor them. It was all on Venus now. Curses had a weakness — they were parasites. They could either remain stuck to a person or a thing. Zahir had placed individual curses on all escape routes. Those didn’t really care about what the other curses were commanded to do. So even if they saw Venus escape through that window, they would be the least bothered.

“But I’m in need of help.” “You?” Jasper repeats, fixing his gaze on me. Immediately, I begin to feel little slithers of energy creeping into me, infiltrating my very soul and mind. “Hm, it seems you do,” he mutters, continuing his examination. “How in the world did you end up with such a curse?” “Curse?” I hiss, my eyes growing wide. “What do you mean curse?” “You can’t feel it?” He asks, cocking his head to the side.

Of course Sebastian had overcome all odds, freeing not only himself but his brethren. And her suspicions regarding his curse were all but confirmed. Although the book didn't go into detail - she suspected that whoever wrote it probably couldn't as a condition of the curse - she did know that a mystic named Levina the Ever Watchful had cursed him into what he hated most. If she knew anything about Sebastian then it was his demonic form. What she didn't know was how to break it. Even more frustrating was the fact that every time she'd tried to talk to Jasper about it she couldn't, it actually hurt just to try, the words stuck in her throat. Freaking curses...

code. The Cost of Victory The battle was over in seconds, but as Jade landed back on the deck, she saw Caspian collapse. His nose was bleeding, and the silver light in his skin was fading into a sickly gray. "Caspian!" she cried, catching him before he hit the deck. He looked up at her, his eyes unfocused. "I... I felt him, Jade. Julian. He wasn't just watching. He was helping the pirates. He’s using them to test my firewalls. He knows where we are. He knows we’re coming home."

I had to do something to save Jimmy. “There’s more,” I said quickly. “Something bigger.” my breath, shaking. Leo paused, glancing over his shoulder. I took a slow breath. “Alpha Jake is cursed." I felt a sharp pang of guilt in my heart as the words rolled out of my mouth, but somehow, I didn't care. 'Betrayal is not a choice, it is a necessity.' Those words rang in my head clearing every guilt I felt in an instant. "Jake is under a curse and his mate is the cure.”

“I’m afraid Imara may not be so easy. Ben at least understands that his life isn’t correct. He knows he doesn’t belong in Savannah among all this opulence. Imara won’t even acknowledge that something is amiss. She’s not concerned at all that it isn’t the 1890’s anymore and she won’t see the ring on her finger or the mark on her neck. Her denial is endless.” Jasper scratched his head, messing up his dark curly hair. He pushed himself back in his chair and crossed his leg on top of his knee. “I haven’t seen this curse in a lot of years. There’s almost no information on it. I have researchers working in the library as we speak. Don’t worry, Thorin, we’re going to get this thing straightened out

A Fenrisúlfr. They said he once swallowed a mountain whole because someone insulted his master's tea preferences. That he brought ruin to the Western Empire when a bureaucrat called Nexus "just a soil god." That he once bit the arm off a sun deity and won the lawsuit. And now… this spirit—the wolf, the shadow, the living catastrophe in a handsome meat suit—was supposedly bound as a familiar. To Nexus. Who had gone missing. And now Selena Collins, a woman who didn’t flinch at vending machine ghosts and had the spiritual awareness of a cat who just walked through a séance, was bearing the glowing mark of his succession.

My voice cracked on the words because I was certain that he did love me. Confusion marred her perfect features. “Is he sick?” Because truly, that would be the only other problem. “He's cursed.” I blurted out. “Cursed?” She sounded disbelieving. “Yes, cursed.” I spent the next few minutes explaining Brian's curse, his age, the death of his prior mates, and the future event of my possible death.

The floating ruins above them suddenly cracked violently. The realm itself trembled. Elena stumbled. “What’s happening?” The woman’s expression changed instantly. Fear. “Time is up.” The red sky split open suddenly with a deafening sound. The black ocean below them churned violently. “Elena listen to me carefully,” the woman said urgently while approaching her quickly. “The Francesco bloodline is cursed. And the necklace is waking up again.” The water rose higher instantly. Cold waves crashed around Elena’s legs. “What does that mean?!” Elena shouted desperately.

Jack raised his voice, cold as steel: "That’s why I will let each of you choose your own path. Whoever wants the gold can stay and face the curse." One greedy pirate tried to kill Jack and died for it. "Anyone else?" One by one, the pirates lowered their weapons and swore loyalty. Jack looked at the ghost. "I’m taking my woman… and the gold." The specter rose. His form began to change, and before them appeared a man of flesh and blood. "Thank you," he said. "You broke my curse. Choosing love over gold has freed me. I am Captain Reynold. I was cursed almost a hundred years ago for making the wrong choice."