Lalin's Curse Novels & Stories

I wish he wouldn't say it like that. “What do I need to do to save these people?” I question. I know the answer, and yet I want to see if there is another plan Carran has devised recently. I doubt it though. Getting Sire back underground benefits him in many ways. “We need to reset the curse. I have many witches who can do the job," he explains, putting his hand up to get the bartender's attention. “He won’t go back into that tomb," I remind him quietly. If Sire even heard a whisper about this plan, havoc would surely ensue.

Adolph lifted his head, “If you are asking for a piece of the lands conquered, I would ask what you have done to warrant such a thing.” Taliesin laughed, “We have no need for the lands. Though we are glad that the curse can be lifted.” Laurel frowned. What curse? Did it have something to do with Eden’s last words? “What is this curse you’re speaking of?” Laurel asked. “The curse of Ash,” Taliesin said. “Of darkness and decay.” Laurel frowned listening to the man explain. Long ago, when Morrigan first ascended to her throne, a Wiccan cursed the land in retaliation for her cruelty. It was a death curse, sealed with the Wiccan’s death.

I mutter through clenched teeth. Elora’s head tilts slightly, violet eyes narrowing. Her demeanor shifts, a subtle change that I barely detect in time. “To break the curse, you must do more than complete tasks and collect…objects.” “What do you want?” I snap, repeating myself. “Dearest Ezra,” Elora’s fingers skim along my jawline, nails scratching at the scruff. “It’s simple, really. You must get the princess to fall in love with you—truly and deeply in love.”

Smith Wayne's peace started shattering seeing how crazy his son looked while Serena Wayne's happiness got a stroke hearing that her son has fallen for a girl who will never accept him willingly. While Sebastian Wayne lost both. He was restless at the memories of Bella and depressed at the thought of her hating him so much. Indeed the agonizing Curse her heart released at night started showing its signs. ____________________________________

But, I figured he already knew. “All of the above,” he confirmed. “She is the banished princess, and the banished princess is the curse of the rogue. Our dear leader has also thrown all caution to the wind, by telling her of the bond neither can truly feel, then having her memories wiped, and has become her keeper. She must be with him, or she will die. And they both must accept the bond at the eclipse, or he will die.” Kaleb sat back, rubbing his hand across the back of his head. “Fuckin’ wild night, man. You left here legit only ten hours ago. Did it ever cross your mind to just jerk off tonight?”

Author's P.O.V. Mr. Escobar walked back to his car, he got in and the driver drove off. "Where boss?" His driver asked as they drove out of Nicholas's mansion. "Back to the office, I was told, I am needed urgently at the office", Mr. Escobar replied. Throughout the drive, Mr. Escobar couldn't stop thinking about what could have happened if he wasn't around. The curse was a dark curse, which was capable of destroying any alpha and also making them wolfless. The only cure to such a curse was the blood of an older Alpha, Lunar, Beta, or Delta. If he wasn't around, Nicholas could have been wolfless by now, because there ain't any older Lunar, Beta, or Delta in the pack. "What could have

“Chelsea. Listen to me. I am sorry. I really am.” She didn't know why he was sorry this time. Well, he had many reasons to be sorry for, however, he hadn't been sorry for anything until now. “What did you do again?” Despite the burning sensation inside her body, she felt fear cruising through her system. “I...” Alastair shut his mouth. He was not allowed to inform her about the witch's curse. As frustration rose in his throat, he shook his head. “Go... and wash your face.”

Her brow furrowed in concentration; her mind fully immersed in the ancient words that danced across the page. "The curse, cast by Selene's hand," Lucy's voice trembled, as if she herself could feel the weight of that fateful moment, "bound The Lycan Lord to an eternal struggle, cast to the underworld awaiting someone to summon him." The words hung in the air, laden with the weight of an unending torment that echoed through the ages. The thought of such suffering, of being eternally ensnared in the clutches of despair, stirred an ache deep within my chest.

Darren’s POV “What about the curse?” I asked her with so much hope. “Curse is still there. A powerful witch had cast it in return for a favor. Diana had gained the favor, so the curse couldn’t be reverted unless Moon Goddess breaks it herself.” The glow emanating from her hand stopped as her eyes turned to normal. However, my heart sank to the depths. Where was I in this entire story? “I’ve got to tell Marcus. She’s indeed the girl of prophecy.”

"What does that mean? We completed the ritual! The curse on her was removed!" The messenger averted his gaze. "The Oracle states that your Luna bears a second curse… a concealed one. One that did not awaken until the first was severed." Aria sensed the world shift slightly. "A second curse…?" "Indeed," the messenger affirmed. "One linked not to your past… but to your future." Kai's expression darkened."It serves as a warning," the messenger retorted sharply. "Your Luna will soon face a choice. A choice that will decide whether she becomes the savior of the werewolf realm…