Marvel Cursed Novels & Stories

Marcus thought worried . " hhaa hahaha when the trust is breaking , mate bond is changed to hate, it's the time for the curse to overpower.Its the time of change of fate . Let's see what happen next?" came the sinister reply again from his wolf, but he knew this isn't Fire who was speaking it was the curse, again. The evil laugh and the mean word indicated it , without a say . " Didn't it end?" Marcus couldn't help but asked anxiously.As his eyes widen in horror.

She felt it was her responsibility, but she also knew she couldn't fight them alone, but she needed help from others, she thought. She used her curse which was "cursed speech". She was able to make something happen with just a word. If she was to say die to anyone they would die instantly, but that depends on how strong the soul of the person was. She used her cursed speech to curse three swords, that can be used to kill anyone that was cursed, with a stab in the chest. She wanted to do more but she couldn't, the cursed energy was too heavy for her mortal body to behold. The three she did take a toll on her body and she lost her voice. She wasn't able to speak or talk again since that day.

I shot her a look. “Forget it,” I said. Aidrac was waiting to hear too, and for some reason, I wasn't enthusiastic about him knowing I was possessed. I remembered our conversation in the healing den, he was the first person to reassure me that I wasn't cursed. I didn't want him knowing he was wrong, that I am cursed—or at least abnormal. “Rhea is Lunara, the moon goddess,” Aravelle said. Oh, for god's sake. “The one in the myth?” Aidrac asked, a brow raised.

“You bought me like a thing. I am a person. I had a life back at the Sanctuary. You cannot expect me to just… spread my legs and let you and your brothers use me.” Silas crossed his arms. The marble hand made a soft click against his coat. “We do not have time for your feelings. The curse is getting stronger every week. Rook can barely control himself. Wren is drowning in visions. I am turning to stone. You are the only chance we have left.” I swallowed hard. My throat felt tight. “So I am your medicine? Your cure? What if the bond does not work? Will you kill me?” Silas looked at me for a long second. His gray eyes showed nothing soft. “If you cooperate, we protect you. That is the deal. Tr

Cursed. He growled something guttural — a language not of wolves, but of the Queen’s blood magic. The same whispers I’d heard in the mist. Marigold caught the same sound and grimaced. “Okay, nope, that’s creepy.” I dodged his swing, slammed him against a boulder, and roared, “She’s infecting them now. The curse— it’s rewriting them.” Marigold’s wolf surfaced under her skin, power crackling like lightning. “Then we burn them out.”

he added. My heart picked up pace instantly. Ivan and I exchanged a look—quick, uncertain, searching. Because that wasn’t just a statement. That was history. “That’s not just about tradition or preference or politics or pack pride,” Marcus continued, his chest rising and falling more noticeably now, like even saying this out loud cost him something. “It’s because of a curse.” The word landed heavy. Too heavy. “A what?” The word slipped out of me before I could stop it, my voice thin, almost unreal.

I ran into Valen on my way down. "Miss Nash," he bowed his head to me, mocking me as you would bow to an Alpha. "Mr. Douche," I bowed back. "Hey, Bennet and Martel aren't back yet, are they?" He stopped half-turning to hear my answer. "I don't know. I haven't seen them." That means they haven't checked in yet, either. That can't be good. I skipped stopping at the kitchen and went to the library. I opened the open case files for Matice and Oliver. They were going after Donald Montenegro. He was a big arms dealer both in human and supernatural weapons. He was not an easy target. How were they sent alone for that? I printed the last known office address for his shell corporation and headed to D

The group made their way to Grace’s lab, as they entered Valaria asked the question that everyone was thinking, “Cursed by whom?” Stacy turned and her face dropped, “I have two theories about that, either Lucifer…” “Or William,” Dominic interrupted unapologetically. Stacy nodded again, and looked to Okimi. The Kitsune knew what she was being asked, “The one who died, Marie? Her heart will be marked, a symbol, that will lead us to the one who has cursed the Pack.” “I think I can help with that,” Grace offered as she entered the lab with what looked like a stainless steel sandwich box that she placed on one of the surgical tables.

he said. "What! It can't be. I was the one he loved at first. Why the sudden twist of fate?" I asked. "You have to understand that the Alpha is under a curse and the only person that can help him break it is that girl and that's why they are bonded together," he explained. "Curse…! I think I have a brief knowledge of that," she said. "I am telling you all this so that you won't feel worse when you find him in the arms of another woman. They are fated mates," he said.