Korean Curse Novels & Stories

It landed strangely, low in my chest, somewhere I didn't have time to examine right now. "What's in there?" I asked. He was quiet for a long moment. The floor beneath us gave another small shudder, the same low groan I'd felt earlier, like the whole house was breathing through something it didn't want to. "Records," he said finally. "Old ones. From before the war." "About the curse?" His eyes sharpened slightly. "How do you know about that?" I opened my hand and held the locket out where he could see it, the small folded paper still tucked inside, the symbol catching the hallway's low light.

“This is not how the old scrolls said it would feel!” His shoulders shook, not from emotion, but from revulsion. The sacred kiss of binding… tasted like vending machine coffee and exhaustion. It was truly, officially, the worst moment of his eternal life. Theo was still hunched over the trash bin, wiping his mouth and muttering ancient curses under his breath when a loud bang shuddered the entire office. The door slammed open with the force of a divine trial. “SELENA?!” Ericka’s voice rang through the room like a war cry.

"Now you’re awakening, and it’s all coming back. The power, the darkness, the curse." Lena felt a pang of dread settle deep in her chest. "What curse?" Adrian’s eyes flickered, as if the question struck too close to something he wasn’t ready to confront. "It’s a long story," he said softly. "But it’s one that we both have to face now. Together."

“Anything else you’d like to add?” The Alpha shock his head. She let him down. “Let’s go. Carry her to the car” she ordered. “Wait...” I managed to say, “I have something to say” I managed to pushed myself up and walked up to Henry. “Listen up, everyone, and bear witness to this day.” “I, Zarah Hastings, Alpha of the Silverstone Pack, hereby reject you, Henry Vancouver, as my mate—publicly, happily and without regret.” But I wasn’t happy. Rejecting my mate meant losing my only chance in breaking the curse.

Beelzebub nodded his head as Crocell comforted me with a hug, placing a kiss on my head as if to say it wasn’t my fault. It really isn’t but if I knew how I was cursed, it would help a lot. “What do you have?” Crocell asked while still hugging me close. “Well… we all thought the curse is indestructible as long as fates permits it, and as long as the one who placed the curse is alive—of course, we can’t kill your father unless we want to wage war with heaven and promptly tip the universe’s balance and destroy pretty much everything you can imagine.” Beelzebub waved his hand and showed an ancient looking paper. “This is a Celtic manuscript that had information on curses—well, to make the story

Alyssa said, pursing her lips thoughtfully as if she was trying to solve a physic problem, "I mean look! You guys are too cute." She made it sound like Octavia and I were little bunnies. "The thing is we already knew why they came after me," I told her. "Our existence is forbidden in the Underworld. Our parents were executed because they had broken their marriage law." "That's baloney!" Cammie said. "Everyone has the right to get married to whoever they love. I thought only humans were bakas!" "What's 'baka'?" Alyssa asked. "Idiots in Japanese."

Renee walked back into the sitting area and stopped with her eyes wide as she looked at the man and was about to what looks like a bow but the man raised his hand and the copper back ring was huge with some kind of crest in it in his middle finger caught the light. “O vasiliás!” Renee nodded. “i kopéla eínai edó gia na kánei chrísi ton ypiresión sas;” the man asked. ( the girl had come here to avail your services,) Faith ears perked to hear without her permission, though he was standing a good six feet away, his voice was cool and deep and it ran through her like she could feel the vibration of his words go through her. She cursed herself to not know how to speak Greek.

I am not letting a curse produce more curses It replays in my head and my chest stings more. Ofcourse curse bring with it pain. I am cursed therefore pain is me.......

“Tell me the truth. All of it.” Gavin hesitated, his eyes darting from the phone to me. “There’s a curse,” he started slowly, as if testing the words. “A long time ago, I made a mistake, a deal I thought I could control. But I didn’t realise the full cost…and now, they want payment.” I stared at him, my mind reeling. A curse? A deal? This wasn’t some bad dream, it was real, and the danger was closer than I could’ve imagined.