Marvel Cursed Novels & Stories

Winston asked. "You’re right. But the one who cursed me was an earth witch. I don’t know why the notes are in the ice witch language." Vlador responded. "I’m sorry, but can you tell me what the curse is?" Winston asked. Vlador paused, then answered, "I will never feel full, and I will never sleep. That’s my curse." "Oh, you poor young man," Winston sighed. "If that’s the curse, perhaps I was wrong to think it involved two bloodlines. The term 'mortal girl' also seems too odd for this curse. Did I mistranslate it?" He reached for his dictionary again.

“Yeah. She’s fine. She has to stay at the clinic for a few days, though, so you and your sister are going to stay with me.” “Everything okay, Alpha?” Ben asks. “Marvel looked like a ftg wreck when he showed up carrying his screaming sister. I’m glad I was the one to answer the door and not Court. I got them calmed down before Courtney woke up from her nap, or she would have waddled her pregnant ass to the clinic to check on Vivian herself.” “No,” I sighed, ruffling Marvel’s hair and trying to smile reassuringly at him. “The curse.” “F**k,” Ben says, then groans out loud.

She ran her index finger along Sienna’s face and continued, “You; my Luv never died…” What Serena said made sense to Sienna. Rubbing her forehead, she muttered, “I never felt like I died either… technically I don’t know what death feels like but it just felt like me when I found myself here… I felt cold, lonely, and claustrophobic…” Serena was impressed by her analysis and decided to give her a bit of more information. “When Alaric refused my proposal three years ago, I was furious. So, I cursed him.” Walking around Sienna in circles, she continued, “Eventually, I realized that he won’t be mine even if his mate died. So, I twisted the curse so that his mate is trapped in my prison.”

"The last thing I wanted was for my children to live in fear because of the words of a stupid woman. I might have been cruel to her, but Eliza had been crazy. She was possessive, and would do all sorts of things to keep your mother away from me. She was no saint—" "Do you even hear yourself?" I stopped him before he could say any more than he had already said. It seemed the fact that his crazy mate's curse was working had completely eluded my father. "Words of a stupid woman? Do you not realize that her curse might be the reason why Olivia and I can't have children?!" "Nonsense! Curses aren't real! Olivia is simply infertile. Once you find a surrogate, you'll have a child of your own—"

"Devon... Alaric has him pinned to the altar above." "Devon is already out of your calculation, Alpha King," Camille snapped, stepping between him and the central pillar. She drove the iron chisel straight into the bronze casing of the master register, shattering the remaining clockwork gears with two brutal, calculated strikes. "Alaric won't touch the child as long as your half of the curse is active in this sector. You are the structural malfunction, Marcus. If you die in this vault, the transmission clears instantly, and Devon is overwritten before the sun hits the mountain peaks. Your only tactical asset is to keep breathing."

They all laughed, Suddenly, Stone steps screamed beneath hurried feet as though the figure plunged downward. By the time he reached the dungeon floor, the world above felt distant like a dream abandoned at the edge of the stairs, while the depths waited, patient and unforgiving. He shouted, “THE CURSE HAS BEGUN. WE ARE IN DANGER”

Marco had been with me long enough to know when to stop pushing. Finally, he spoke again. “The cult… you’re sure they’re done?” “They’re ash,” I said. “Whatever survived won’t come looking. Not for her.” “Because of you?” “Because of what she is.” Marco grimaced. “You’re really bringing a living curse into your house.” I turned to him, my expression flat. “I brought a variable. There’s a difference.” He held my gaze for a moment, then sighed. “You always did love complicated problems.”

Too— Weak. Alpha Derek of Edgeland leans forward, voice cutting. “Maybe if you focused more on finding the source of the curse rather than believing in some prophecy, you’d be able to heal your bloodlines.” The air turns volatile instantly. Gavin’s chair scrapes. “She will come,” he insists, voice shaking with restrained fury. “I don’t think you realize how much I’ve done to try to figure out what the problem is.” Alpha energy begins to press outward, thick and dangerous.

“Why I can’t mark and claim you as mine…” "The curse?" I repeat, the word feeling heavy and ominous in the quiet hall. “Yes. I’m cursed, Rhea.” I stare at him in shock. The powerful Alpha of Moonshade, is cursed. broken down by a shadow I don't understand. And me being close to him somehow affects his curse. ***