Lake Lanier Curse Novels & Stories

"You know very well that years ago, it was through exact deceit that the wolves bound our bloodlines to this curse. If we arrive with Queen Esther at her side and announce that the Princess already carries the heir to the Lycan throne, their council will have no choice. They will break the curse to protect the child's blood, or risk retribution. When they see the affection queen Esther has for their own. Even if the alpha refuses, the Luna won't take it for granted. Our goal is to break a curse. " A low rumble vibrating in Lucian's chest. He knew Sandra was making a good point but he doesn't want to put his mother in such risk... He made that mistake with his sister and he's living to regret

“She’s Declan’s mother, isn’t she?” Orion shoots Lavender a glare. “Yes, she is. She’s unwell–” “She’s cursed,” Misty corrects, her eyes scanning our small group. “Lavender told me. I can help.” Lavender clears her throat, throwing me an apologetic glance, but then refuses to meet my eyes again. Orion shakes his head. “Princess Misty, I understand you were able to give Cole some… relief, but my mate is… Cole has only been cursed for a few weeks. Lacey was one of the first. She’s beyond help.”

The Pack will turn on you for defending a Latent. “Why?” Ryan asked, his eyes narrowing. “That is enough, Ryan,” Lucas said, his tone carrying the weight of a High Beta. “Are you suddenly developing a soft heart for this stray?” “A soft heart?” Lucas let out a sharp, dry bark of a laugh. “The girl is about to coat your boots in bile. Can you not see it? Do you truly wish to carry the scent of sick all through our ritual with the huntresses?” Lucas asked, his lip curling.

“Are we talking about some kind of demon?” Lucian shook his head, his lips curling in a faint, bitter smile. “No. Worse. It’s a god—a forgotten one, with power beyond what any of us can comprehend. And the curse... it’s not just a simple bond. It’s a tether to that power. A blood price that my family has been paying for centuries.”

I'm at the supermarket when an old woman I don't know suddenly grips my hand tightly. I instinctively shield my baby bump, but she says, "Someone has placed a swap spell on you. The dead baby is about to be transferred to your body soon." I think she's a liar, but she says, "Hurry up and try to make yourself vomit. You should try to throw up as much of that fish you just ate as you can."

Inside the speeding car, Aria's face contorted in anguish. "Eluned's dead because of me," she whispered, tears streaming down her face. Lyrien reached out, attempting to comfort her. "No, Aria, it's not your fault," Lyrien said softly. But Aria shook her head, her voice rising. "My curse...it's happening again. I'm losing everyone I care about. I'm the cause of every downfall." Erith's concerned gaze flicked to the rearview mirror. "Aria, please—" "No!" Aria screamed, her eyes blazing. "You don't understand. I'm cursed. I'm a plague."

Suddenly, from the corner of the room, their mother’s voice rose in a broken wail. “Carla! Don’t take one of my children. It’s just me… It’s just me. Don’t make them suffer!” The plea cut through the air like a knife, raw and pleading. Their mother’s eyes were wide with terror, her bound hands twisting against the ropes as she rocked back and forth. The name “Carla” hung in the room like a summoned ghost, a tangible thread linking the present torment to the sins of the past. Eloise and Elena exchanged a glance heavy with shared dread—the curse was stirring again, drawing closer, its tendrils reaching for what little they had left.

“A hidden one. Where powerful magic is taught. Only the worthy are invited. Royals, high alphas… and chosen Lunas.” Lily stepped forward again. “And I’m going to be one of them. Step by step, power by power, I’ll climb until I’m untouchable. And you?” She looked at me like I was trash. “You could ruin that. Darren’s feelings for you… they’re a crack I can’t afford.” She raised her hand. “Kill her.” The men moved towards me, my heart race, waiting for miracle to happen, I screamed at the top.of my voice.I reached into my bag for anything, anything and my hand closed around the pocket watch.

Hatred that Kendrio had for Lucifer was intense, she knew. "Will I stay like this always? Half-hybrid?" He asked. Nora shook her head. "Every curse has a cure..." She made him look towards her and patted his cheeks and ran her thumb across his forehead where Kendrio had hitted Lucifer with a sword. "Hybrid curse can be broken only and only if a hybrid drinks blood of a being powerful than him." She told him. Lucifer frowned again. "So, you mean a tribrid? But there are no tribrids, mother."

"It was the Luna of Khron that killed my mother. My mother did not die because of Alpha Leander, she died because of the Luna's insecurities." "What do you think?" Rendall inquired after a deep thought. "What if the curse wasn't from my mother?" Rendall furrowed his eyes in confusion on hearing Helia's question. "Then who is it from? Why would people say they heard the curse from her mouth when she had not muttered it?" Helia pondered on Rendall's question and she saw the sense in it. "Why do people say she cursed the werelions and werewolves?" Helia remembered asking Ariela.