Mha Cursed Novels & Stories

She carefully unrolled the scroll, her eyes scanning the arcane symbols and encrypted messages. But as she translated the ancient text, a sense of foreboding settled over her. The scroll revealed a startling twist—a fragment of the dark curse responsible for the Magus's transformation was entwined with the Veritas Reliquary. To break the curse, they would not only have to find the Reliquary but also discover how to separate the dark fragment from its protective magic.

“The day you made me love you.” His eyes shut, a single tear cutting through the grime on his face. For a long moment, neither moved—the world around them silent except for the haunting hum of the moonlight. Then the ground trembled. From the shadows beyond the ridge, figures emerged—twisted, hulking creatures with glowing amber eyes and claws that glistened like wet steel. The Cursed Ones. The remnants of the ancient war between Nightshade and Bloodthorn, souls corrupted by the same magic now coursing through Cole’s veins.

"Technically, yes. He will regain his power back and that's why we needed the magic book so badly. You see Leah, I was part of the wolves who fought on his side. So, I can tell you I'm a witness to all that happened. Magaritha the evil witch placed a curse that made all his lycan powers to be invalid. He can't transform into his wolf state. He can't control his lycan powers instead, his lycan powers control him. Rather than make use of a power that he can not control, he chose to seek for a solution to bring back his old self. This is what we have been doing for years now, looking for solutions everywhere we can get but, unfortunately, we have found one. We finally met Deborah the Great Sorc

I asked. The old woman cleared her throat and spoke, “This is the world of Majika. Where every one of us that lives in this place has magic. Majika World has split into two; the world of Mage, where you are now, and the other is the world of Black Wizards. Black Wizards are the mortal enemy of the Mages. The Black Wizards use black magic, and it is harmful. And witch wizards curse our town, and tonight we will all transform into wolves, whether young or adults. That’s because of that witch’s curse.” the old woman explained sadly. That’s so sad. "Is there any way you can get rid of the curse?" I asked. I wanted to help them undo the curse.

“We’ve exhausted our supplies treating the refugees. The illness spreading among them—it feels unnatural.” Jorah frowned. “What type of illness?” “Their wolves remain unresponsive,” she answered, her tone subdued. “It’s as if the curse is ensnaring their spirits between forms. I’ve never encountered anything like it.” He cursed softly, directing his gaze back toward the valley. “Then we will purge it. Whatever that darkness is, it shall not invade this fortress.” Mira hesitated before inquiring, “And what if it’s already inside?” The statement hit him like a dagger. He whirled around, his eyes narrowing. “What are you implying?”

he walked ahead without waiting for a reply. “Wait,” I grabbed his arm, glaring. “I need answers not an exorcism.” “What do you want to know?” “I want to know if there is a way to break the curse on the redcursed. Also, about if there is another type of curse that fed of the non-human in Dotoria.” “Very well. Until now, there no cure for the curse and there is no other curse than the one on the redcursed. Dotoria is a land protecting the humans. Now that you got your answer, you can leave. It happens we are waiting for an important visitor.”

Alexander stared at it for a while and nodded at them. They both left my presence while still discussing on how to go about in capturing the rogues. Holding the invitation card in my hand, I closed his eyes as the memory of years ago flashed before me. I had been cursed to live forever and had lived a thousand years hoping I would be able to break the curse. I remembered the prophecy that on the third day of the third month of the full moon I shall meet the one that was destined to break the curse. It has been a thousand years now and many third month of the full moon had passed but I was yet to meet the destined one.

Since he was super tensed, his muscles were visible through his sleeveless shirt that he had worn just a moment ago when he grabbed the chair for himself, his biceps seemed to be like ready to pop off. "So you think my death will bring you any good? If I die, you lose a potential witch, who could help you." I looked straight through his eyes to see if the fool understands my point or not. “I am not an ordinary witch and neither is this curse something easy to be lifted or casted upon. To lift up a curse like this, you will need a witch like me.” I was making sure that the words I used are simple so that he can understand and even process through them.

I'm in a dark large space that resembles a dungeon of some kind, I notice a few bondage contraptions on the wall and a shiver runs down my spine. When the three men finally stand in front of me, I'm able to take a good look at them. They all seem to be Vampires, they glare at me viciously, their stares like flying daggers. Two of them are dressed normally but the third person is wearing a black and red cloak. When the both of them give way for him, only then do I realize that he's carrying a tray of what seems like torture devices. I don't know much about Vampires but I've heard enough to know that they're ruthless.

, I step her back and we can all hear her back crack as Mrs Bahedia yelps, Aiden and Mr Bahedia howl and everyone else there howls too. "You forget who I am. I am Sasha Vahemir, the heir to the throne, the sourde de san, the hybrid. I was fine with the humiliation five years ago because it was thrown at only me but this, this was thrown at the entire coven. And the coven is a place I don't joke with. My family are my life and you ridiculed them. You just peeled open a wound that took years to heal? Did you expect I'd sit calm? No darling. No. I am not the Sasha from five years ago.", I apply another pressure and her back cracks even more, I kick her and she flies to the end of the room, her