Lake Lanier Curse Novels & Stories

“Not by choice. Not because I didn’t want one. Because I can’t have one. I was cursed by the moon goddess for my fathers wrongdoings.” The words fell like rocks. “ I have a curse that flows in my blood. My I swallowed hard. My heart pained me “I wish there was something that I could do to fix it.” I closed my eyes briefly. Lana’s face flashed behind them her warmth, her voice, her strength. “But I can’t. And that’s why I kept it from you. My marriage to Lana was just a contract, yes that is indeed true, I won’t lie about that but I love her more than my own life. That is also true.”

“That's not…. that's not what? Look at Lana and tell me that I am wrong! Lana does not bend over for them and she gets pardoned by all of them.” “Lana has broken more than ten serious laws. She believed the harbinger just let you do it, wiped out the entire royalty of the nightshade pack, made Cayden a cursed child, came back to life, destroyed her own pack, now she's trying to kill an unborn child and bring back the harbingers.” “Is that right or not?” I asked Jade who speechlessly nodded. She did not dare make a sound, she probably could not. “Guess what she got as punishment for all those things she did? That's right?” I stared at her speechless face. “Nothing.”

“The deaths of the previous Luna candidates weren’t caused by a curse. They were caused by someone.” Valerian and Vaughn remained silent. They neither denied nor confirmed it, but their reactions alone gave Cassandra a clue. Cassandra clasped her hands in her lap. “Wouldn’t a curse be indiscriminate about its victims?” Valerian looked at Cassandra for a long moment before nodding. “What you're saying makes sense,” he said. “Especially since the curse supposedly affected you as well.” “You could say that,” Cassandra replied with a faint smile. “The curse did affect me, but it failed. I’m still alive.”

He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, silhouetted against the moonlight. "It's time I tell you a story," he said quietly. "A story of the beginning. Long ago, we were more than just step siblings- we were lovers, bound by a connection that terrified the heavens. But the laws of our kind are cruel, alongside our creator. When our father saw the way we looked at each other, he intervened. He forced you to marry Harrow, a tyrant. The ruler of the Lycans and a sorcerer so powerful he could bend the stars." Despite how bizarre and surreal his words sounded. A cold shiver ran down my spine at the name. Harrow.

I read on. “A hybrid is one thing, a hybrid born out of an affair is another. I understand that you were desperate and took desperate measures, of which I do not judge you for. However, centuries ago one of the pioneer female leaders of the lycans placed a curse on hybrids crossbred through infidelity. Once you’re bound by blood to one, it is to remain so. She made this, because her husband had cheated on her with her handmaid, that curse on the child still follows through today. Either you or the baby shall die. I have methods suitable to help you get rid of the child. I’ll only need your compliance. The earlier, the better.” My fingers tremble. I read it again.

“Open ceremonies. Mixed patrols. Public reconciliation. We make it impossible for the curse to tell where it can root without resistance.” Lucas stared at me. “You want to expose the family.” “I want to expose the lie,” I corrected. “The curse survives because it convinces us that blood determines fate. We prove it wrong in front of everyone.” Jake snorted. “That’ll make Drake furious.” “Good,” I said. “He’s been quiet too long.” Kieran’s gaze sharpened. “You think Drake is still involved.” “I think,” I said slowly, “that he’s waiting for the curse to weaken Lucas enough that he doesn’t have to choose sides.”

The room goes quiet. “That’s… cold,” I mutter. “Creepy as hell too.” Carmen nods, her voice heavy. “She was like stone. Told me she’d never go through that again.” Lucia exhales. “So basically, the family’s cursed.” “Seems that way,” I reply. “Jalen, I’d look into that if I were you, though I doubt the records even exist anymore.” He nods. “I’m already thinking about it.” Carmen hiccups and says, “You’re tellin’ me, sis, you’re tellin’ me.”

Ethan replied impatiently, "Should we have left Mandy and the kid stranded in the middle of nowhere? Besides, we arranged for someone to pick up Heidi. It was just for a short while, so what's the problem?" "Arranged for someone? Just for a short while?" I stood up abruptly, swatting away his hand, my eyes blazing red. "Ethan, do you know that because of your damn 'short while', Heidi, she..." My voice choked, unable to continue the horrifying truth. Ethan frowned impatiently. "What are you trying to say?" "Heidi, she..." I took a deep breath, trembling as I spoke, "She was killed by wolves!" As I said those words, I felt every part of me crumbling, my body ice-cold, and everything went dark

A freak accident that left me completely alone in the world. But now, I couldn’t help but wonder. Were they werewolves too? Had they known this would happen to me? Alaric said the curse didn’t activate unless you killed someone. If they were werewolves, had they never triggered the curse? Or was it something else entirely? I glanced at the window, where the light of the setting sun was fading, giving way to the night. The full moon was coming. I could feel it—a strange hum at the back of my mind, growing stronger with each passing moment.

Sebastian looked away and suddenly a familiar scream echoed in his head. IT'S A CURSE OF A DAUGHTER. He flinched shaking his head and gulping down. Sparing a single glance at Darren he walked back to the punching bag grabbing it with both hands. The bag was slightly ripped off, why couldn't he get that particular sentence out of his end from the night she spat on his face? Something bigger and unchangeable might happen.