Korvold Fae Cursed King Novels & Stories

When he spoke, his words confirmed my worst fears. “I am Kael Aldric Ravencroft.” His voice was steady, but I felt his self-loathing through our bond like a physical blow. “The cursed Alpha King.” The name hit me like ice water to the face. Every supernatural being knew the story—the mad king who’d murdered over three hundred of his own people in a rage so complete it had left his kingdom a wasteland. Children whispered his name in the dark to frighten each other. “No.” I stumbled backward, pressing my hands to my mouth. “No, you’re lying. You can’t be—”

"He's coming, Leora! Did you hear the news yet?" I blinked several times at her as I tried to decipher what she said. Nothing came to me after at least a minute of staring at her. "What news?" She rolled her eyes and laughed. "Silly girl. The lycan king! Alpha of the Seagrove Pack. He's coming to Redwood."

"The pack healers have been here every hour. They've tried silver-weed, ancient Lycan poultices, and moon-water. Nothing is stopping it, Elara." ​He looked down at my chest. I followed his gaze. ​Beneath the thin linen sleeping gown I had been dressed in, thick, jagged black veins pulsed under my skin. They branched out from my collarbone, creeping upward toward my throat and downward toward my heart like the roots of a poisonous tree. ​"The King's magic," I whispered, every word a battle. "It's a curse." ​"We will find a way to break it," Kaelen swore fiercely, his golden eyes flashing with sudden, desperate Alpha fire. "I have Alaric scouring the restricted archives. I sent riders to the S

I pushed Freya behind me and tore through the first six that had climbed my body looking for a taste of my blood. The moment they drew blood from their victim, their blood would be poisoned and depending on how powerful you were, you would turn into an accursed creature even the Seven Hells rejected. I was not just powerful. I was the Cursed Alpha Lycan King of Adivaine. "Freya, run," I shouted as a fresh swarm of the forbidden creatures appeared above the hill, charging fast towards us. "Run," Warrick growled as I let him take over my body, skin turning to black fur.

You could hear a pin drop; it fell that silent, and I was suddenly too scared to even breathe loudly. "I, King Kyson, order you to free her now!” His words sounded threatening, despite how calm he spoke them. His scent wafting to me, my mouth filling with my saliva at his intoxicating scent. I hear the Alpha whimper beside me before the sword falls from his hands, clanging loudly on the wooden stage beside me. Listening, footsteps move up the steps before I felt a presence behind me where Alpha was, yet the aura coming out of whoever it was made me tremble violently.

Victoria remembers suddenly where she had sawed the man from the shop and she started to tell Chloe when she noticed Faith gaze. “Are you listening to me, Faith?” Victoria touched her elbow. “What?” Faith turns to look at her. “Alexander Kingston, that man in the shop. I knew I saw him somewhere, I saw him in Dad’s office, only he had a hat on,” “Oh, so it’s not the island, it’s the Kingston gene,” Chloe said. Faith was still lost somewhere in her mind and she looked back at the coast, only to blink in surprise. He had disappeared again, why does he keep popping everywhere I go? Faith's heart was racing.

I had never thought that King Iram still cherished his former betrothed. I discovered so many things about him as I stayed in this pack. There was this rumor that started from the chambermaids. It was said that the Alpha King is ill. He was cursed by the Moon Goddess and his only cure is a human mate. But many told different stories. Some claimed that the former luna fooled the king into making him believe that she was an actual mate, but not. And some say she disguised herself as a werewolf and made everyone in Prima Tierra believe in all her lies.

The former Alpha interrupted, "Stop. We need to prepare for his visit. Make sure the Omegas are scared, get your warriors in order, and dispose of anything that may implicate you for now. Watch how you speak to him. The king is known to be merciless. Your goal is to win his favor." Emily quietly left the common room and went to their hut to share the news with Fanny. "That's great news. If we don't have to serve the king, I don't think we would last in his presence. The king is evil," Fanny shivered. "He is known to be merciless, cruel, a killer. He is a very bad nightmare, a story to scare little ones. On top of it all, he is cursed, cursed by the greatest evil witch. Have you forgotten his

She dragged it over and sat down, resting her elbows on her knees. "Alright," she said, her voice low, "what I’m about to tell you, you can’t go around sharing. This is dangerous knowledge, Danial. I mean it." Danial nodded, his heart racing. He leaned in, eager to finally get some answers. Sara glanced around as if to make sure no one else was listening, then leaned closer to him. "The Curse King… he’s not just some powerful sorcerer or cultivator. He’s something much worse. From what I’ve heard from my master, Gareth Swordbane, the Curse King thrives on tormenting people. And not just by killing them outright—he likes to toy with his victims first. That’s what makes him so feared."

“Ember I would like to introduce you to King Aeginar. He is the king of the Fae.” “It’s a pleasure to meet you, your majesty.” Ember didn’t know if she was supposed to bow or curtsy to this man so she simply did the wolf thing and bared her neck in a show of respect. He smiled and took her hand giving her a light kiss on the back of her fingers.