Lalin's Curse Novels & Stories

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.

“The creator of laquisha, that inventor woman? That’s a she-wolf who mated with the Stine King. And now, Stine royalty has a curse passed down between them even after decades since their romance ends.” “Curse?” “General Brandon’s curse.” My frown deepens. “His ice magic is not a curse.” Instead of answering, Harbin only smiles. “Say that to him. Let’s see how he will react.” I keep quiet. He does feel and act weird every time he uses his ice magic.

"The Marins are the descendants of a witch called Amarinth, the love of Adrian the first hybrid who was given the curse by the Fae Queen that had once hidden his true nature from the rest of the supernatural world. Breaking the curse requires a sacred stone, a moonstone, the Deanton, the blood of the marked and the blood of the love that betrayed and cursed him, the blood of Amarinth or her descendants, the Marin. And from what you've said, it appears as though the Marins are working with those who wish the break the curse and now they have the Deanton." I frowned "How do you know all of this? Did anything happen while we were gone?" Aiden let out a harsh breath. "They came for her. They tri

It reached for her. She yanked her hand back and gasped, staggering. Lucan caught her. “I saw it,” she whispered. “I saw how it began.” Lucan looked at her, pained. “Then you understand. The curse was born from us. From our desperation.” Seraphina met his eyes. “And that means we’re the only ones who can end it.”

I felt heat rise in my chest, muscles tensing, but Father's hand gripped my arm, holding me back. "Like you said, Hubert, the strongest she-wolf gets the throne, and she gets to rule with Bradley," Father said, letting his voice drip with icy certainty. "But I heard the Lycans King was cursed by the moon goddess, so why on earth do you want your daughter to mate with him?" An Alpha asked, looking directly at Father. "He is that hungry to take over my pack" Alpha Hubert's gaze sharpened. Father sipped back his drink, laughter vibrating through the air, sending ripples of unease among the crowd.

“She held me by an oath, the oath I took as her personal oracle, and I had to do it. I performed a blood ritual, trying to send the unborn fetus to Lana, the silvercrest Luna.” “Rituals are taboos, not to be tampered with. Along the way, I detected that Lana was actually pregnant, but the fetus was so weak and almost dead, so the ritual suddenly exploded, affecting the donors more than the receivers.” “What happened?” My heart sank. “What happened to Cayden and his mother?” “Cayden’s mother, the Luna of the nightshade pack, died in the aftermath, and Cayden lost his potential and was branded with a curse.” She paused for effect. “THE VINER’S CURSE!”

Davil grows into a giant and a tear drops. "Losing her child and womb is nothing compared to what I plan to take from her. I will take and take until she is isolation and I will have the last attack. I will break her until there is nothing left to break. An eye for the whole body part, "he grin, and I walk backwards. Davil continues, "She doesn't deserve to be happy. A curse deserves to be treated as one"

Why are you here? Shouldn't you be reading some other story instead? I mean, who wants to hear about some cursed woman that is responsible for the death of her entire pack? Women, children, warriors. The Alpha and Luna. So many innocents died that night because of me you know..... turn away before it's too late. Please. You're.... still here? What do you mean you don't believe in my curse?! ........ listen, sir or ma'am or....... person? It doesn't matter who or what you are, this will find you and hurt you. So go before I hurt someone else. A stranger no less..

and intense. “Patience, Luther. The goddess does not answer to demands. She requires devotion.”Luther scoffed, his brows pulling together. “Devotion won’t save us if this curse wipes out the rest of our pack. We’re running out of time!”“And rushing her will bring nothing but ruin,” Ezekiel retorted, his voice calm but unyielding. He raised his hands toward the statue. “Luna, sacred mother of the moon, hear our plea. Guide us in this time of darkness.”A chill ran down my spine, and my grip on the rock tightened. The name—Luna—echoed in my mind, stirring something distant, something I couldn’t fully grasp. My lips parted, a silent disbelief stealing over me. Could this be the Luna they’d spok

“You’re unbelievable!” I frowned immediately. “What happened?” “What happened?” she repeated angrily. “You rejected your pregnant mate publicly then banished her right after?” My body went still. “What?” “You heard me!” I stared at her confused. “What banishment?” Mira looked at me like she wanted to hit me. “Don’t act confused now, Arnold.” I grabbed her arm immediately. “What are you talking about?” She shoved my hand away angrily. “Gamma James gathered the elders and banished Leticia under your command!”