Marvel Cursed Novels & Stories

Without hesitation, Marylin quickly explained with her blazing eyes. "We can invoke a curse by combining the inner power possessed by the elders of our village. But this curse is very terrible. There is no antidote, and the risk of unleashing it is very high. Therefore, we have never used it before." I was stunned to hear her explanation. Somehow, the curse Marylin mentioned reminded me of the mysterious virus that attacked Silverbrook Haven village. "Can you show me where the center of this curse is?" I asked. I had asked the wrong question.

Serenity shook her head. "Just help me to break the curse." "It's not easy, the state in which you cursed him was emotionally powerful. It had hate, anger, mistrust and mourning... That curse is strong. Not to mention that it's given by one of the powerful witch..." Sabrina said and Serenity looked away in guilt. "Augustus can revive people" Serenity said. "If he kills her and revive her back then will it work... There must be some loophole in it." "Augustus can only revive those people whom he has killed... He might revive her back but there are chances that the curse won't break and if she dies out of natural causes then he can't revive her"

Horror was written all over her face when she spoke in a low and trembling voice, “The feared Ceo of the best fashion industry is really a werewolf?” ••• Stiles woke up with a migraine that quickly went away immediately he shook his head sideways. Shortly the memories of everything that happened came rushing in. Letting out a grunt, his eyes changed color to bright red. His wolf was at it again and he hissed loudly trying to keep it calm. However his wolf refused and spat angrily instead *Do you have any idea of what will happen next when a human finds out about our secret?* “I know and I will take care of the issue. Don't worry about it.” Stiles replied to his wolf calmly.

That was the problem with The Cursed; they died before we could do any proper research on it and their bodies turned to ashes, leaving us grappling at nothing. There was one thing we knew about the cursed: they were betas that were demon-possessed. All of them had a pentagram, a sign of demon possession, on the bottom left side of their necks. It explained why betas suddenly had power and strength that could par with an average alpha. “Did you find out anything about it? Where did it come from? Who it was?” “Yes, we managed to get that. Just like the others, it was a beta, Joe Blake from Jannah.”

“We came.” “You asked for an audience,” Lucas corrected. “After withholding information.” Mara’s gaze slid to me. “I withheld nothing from Rose.” “That is not the same thing,” Lucas replied. I rested my hand over my stomach, steadying myself before speaking. “You said Drake reached out to you.” Mara nodded. “Before the conduit collapsed. He didn’t command me. He warned me.” “About what?” I asked. “That the curse would search for a new path if its leverage failed,” she said evenly. “That it would turn inward. Become more… creative.”

“I curse you, Beta Stavros, to turn into a Grypwolf every time you mate with your fated one. Even if she accepts you, she will die giving birth to your heir. Also, your heir will die the moment he is born.” My mind went into a state of shock. I couldn’t believe someone could be so cruel. I watched the victorious look on King Gavriil’s face as he walked away with his son in his arms. The wind swirled around me, blinding everything around me. Everything blackened out and I felt myself falling into a deep endless, pit. I could see a hazy figure disappearing into the pit. It was Thanos, but I couldn’t stop him. I couldn’t beg him to take back his curse. My innocent mate Hazel’s face flashed acro

Danial gritted his teeth, clutching his arm as the Blood Curse spread slowly but surely. The black veins snaked across his skin, pulsing with an ominous glow. Each second felt like a countdown, and Danial knew that if he didn’t act soon, the curse would consume him entirely. Yet, his focus was momentarily broken as Marvin stood between him and the hooded figure, calm and commanding. Marvin’s voice carried a steady authority, never turning to look at Danial. “Danial, return to the academy immediately. Find Gloria and show her your arm. She’ll know how to help.”

Opening it as he saw him in while he continued crying. "The windows!" Marcus shouted, his young voice cracking. But even as they turned. Rosa appeared before them looking terrible. "You think you're clever, girl? You think borrowing your ex-husband's knowledge is enough?" Dark energy crackled around her fingers. "I've been doing this since before your grandmother was born." But Rosa wasn't done. "Your name," Rosa said, Kelvin's voice came out confident. "I know your name. Marcelline of the Shadow Creek pack. You were cursed by your own alpha when you tried to steal power you hadn't earned."

My hand flies over my mouth, stunned. “Perseus, get a grip!” Severus yells, frustration clear. “Curse you! Curse all of you!” Dolores screams, voice trembling with rage. Perseus moves toward her, but I hold him back. The cursed now seem capable of laying curses—an interesting development. “You brought those men here? It was your idea—to traumatize her and prove she’s a whore,” Marina accuses. “We can’t verify that yet,” a council chief objects. “It’s just the word of a servant girl.”

I am not letting a curse produce more curses It replays in my head and my chest stings more. Ofcourse curse bring with it pain. I am cursed therefore pain is me.......