King Of Curses Novels & Stories

All the whores who accompanied behind her, including her mother, rooted their hinds firmly in the perfect stance ready for war. But I didn’t howl for war. Instead, the large numbers of the cursed stepped out from their hidings. According to the culture, the one who killed the king became the cursed king. I Lucas, I killed the cursed king Kael. And thus, I became the cursed king. The weight of the title settled over me the moment I looked at Kael’s lifeless body. There would be no celebration. No cheers. No bloodshed in my name. In my reign, I want no war. I shall live in banishment of the Moon goddess and feed upon the strays and upon the outcast like we were meant to do until the day I shal

“Alpha king, I believe this is not an ordinary situation, I think something is wrong somewhere.” One of the elders said, “Perhaps we should get a seer to oversee this issue, our people are suffering with an unknown curse which we do not know the reason for.” Elder Vincent said as he stared at the other elders. "This curse is spreading wildly all over the land; we need to do something about this alpha king" Alpha Duncan said, one thing no one haven't known yet is that he is working for the witch and he have everything right to give out an advise without fretting about it.

My eyes were wide, watching Brum walk out of sight only to call my name. I ran after him, reaching him to grab his arm, needing him to explain, please. “Why, what will happen to him, is that even possible?” I asked, really needing to know. A king could not just give away his position, it was impossible. He was ordained by the moon goddess herself by making him the firstborn of a king, there was no taking that away. Unless….. “The king does not want to pass on the curse. When the war is over, he will….”

“Our pack was the crescent. The Alvuelas were concerned about power, they wanted to rule the entire werewolves pack with the tip of their fingers. It wasn’t in favour of the other packs as they have predicted how toxic the leadership will be, they prefer to be ruled by their own alpha since there is an alpha in every pack. The Alvuelas used violence and threatened the other subordinate packs with the death of their whole pack. They didn’t have much choice than to follow his influence and voted the Alvuelas in power. But there were two heroes from the crescent pack that stood against the whole process. They stood up against the Alvuelas which they didn’t know could lead to their death. The Al

"The Alpha King is said to have been cursed by a witch many years ago through his father. According to what we heard, he has three years left to live and is bound to die by then and with no heir to succeed him due to the curse." I gasped, covering my mouth with my hand to keep it in and prevent it from escaping any further. "There have also been rumors of his brother Cassius trying to take him down even before his death arrives." "Cassius is his brother?" my brow furrowed in contemplation. "Or better still Amarantha's mate and Alpha Lucien's ex-mate." My eyes opened in sheer bewilderment. "Wait. I don't understand. If he his is brother shouldn't he be affected my the curse as well?"

The wolf form began to retreat. The stranger stared at me in disbelief. “You’re suppressing the curse.” I knelt beside my father again. “Then tell me how to remove it.” The stranger hesitated. “The curse is tied to the Shadow King.” “Then I will break it.” “You can’t.” I looked at him. “Why?” “Because the curse was placed by someone who shared your father’s blood.” My father’s eyes widened. The stranger’s face became grim. “The curse was created by a member of the Northern royal family.”

In my haste, I have led my men straight into a trap. But there is no turning back now- we all have to fight or be killed. With a loud howl, I draw my own sword and charge forward, letting the bloodlust of my curse fuel my strength- you won’t do. I am partly scared that I might start convulsing or having symptoms of the curse again. My men follow, loyal to the end- that is why I picked them. They would not mind dying on my behalf. Ever since I became the king, they have been the most confident of my army- the ones I can trust my life with The battle is brutal. Kaiser's men , but they are just objects made into the form of men. Kaiser created them using black magic and I don’t know if that is

Victims gradually lost physical strength as the curse advanced. I slowly closed the journal. That didn’t match. Raiden hadn’t grown weaker. If anything, his strength had remained the same. I slid the book aside and reached for another. This journal looked even older than the first. Its pages had yellowed with age, and several corners had nearly crumbled away. Carefully turning through the fragile pages, I eventually found another entry. The King’s Divide. The title alone caught my attention. Unlike the first curse, this one wasn’t designed to kill immediately. It was designed to destroy trust.

The Queen sneered; her breath blew his face like a sweet breeze, "I wouldn't have to be the Queen if he just obeyed my order, like all the other ones before him." "The King --" Erebus mumbled. Not even the Queen noticed, but there was a streak of light flew through his eyes. "He wanted to be a real king." The Queen chuckled, "Isn't that funny? Though the descendant of magic, he is now a werewolf. And werewolves, obey." Erebus pressed down the anger surging inside him and took a deep breath: "What did the King wanted?" The Queen's light snort became such a laugh that she barely could stand still: "He wanted to lift the curse of the werewolves!"

Alaric was busy studying some reports when he sensed someone standing at the door. His face contorted with irritation on seeing Ruby. “What do you want?” He asked in a slightly irritated voice. “Nothing, I just came to congratulate you…” Ruby said walking and sitting opposite him. Alaric’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion. He tried to recall if there was anything that she should be congratulating him for. When Alaric didn’t reply, Ruby continued, “You found a way to counter that Witch’s curse, right…”