Neji Hyuga Curse Mark Novels & Stories

she murmured, glancing up at me with a sorrowful expression. I lifted her face to kiss her softly. “No, no, my love! Never think that.” I stared deep into her eyes. “Your father had a curse put on you before you were mine, Erina. I guess he thought he needed extra insurance in case he failed to kill me.” I smiled at her mortified expression. “Remember how certain he was that you would fulfill your destiny?” “It is in the mark?” She stroked the mark on my neck. It moved beneath her fingers, swirling on my skin. “A rose of death…” she murmured.

"Lucius, what else? I can tell you're holding something back." Lucius let out a slow, ragged breath, looking over at Jax, who had leaned against the kitchen counter with his arms crossed. "If we don’t mark you, Soraya, our curse will never be healed," Lucius said, his voice dropping into a flat, painful whisper. "The black veins on our necks will keep spreading until the madness takes us all permanently. But... if you stay unmarked, your parents can’t weaponize you. They can’t use your Queen aura to trigger the global deployment of The Withering."

My blood turned cold. From the shadows ahead emerged a large, powerful cougar, muscles rippling beneath tawny fur. Its golden eyes locked onto mine. I raised my hand instantly to summon my powers for defense. But there was nothing. I tried again, summoning the familiar silver glow. A sharp, burning pain flared at my wrist.I gasped, clutching the skin hard as if it'll make the pain stop. The black mark seated on my wrist, the Mark of the Cursed, seared like heated iron. The pain disrupted my focus, scattering my magic before it could form.

The air grew colder. Something was wrong. So terribly wrong. He could see it now—her body shimmered faintly at the edges, like she wasn’t authentic. The curse’s mark ran like veins across her arms, glowing the same sickly blue that now pulsed in his own. He reached for her. “I’m here. It’s me. We can fight this.” Her smile faltered. “Fight…?” Her voice sounded layered, as though someone else spoke through her. “Cole, there is no fight. There is only surrender.”

"Sin, almost forcibly marked her this morning. We were talking, but then Sin lost his temper and took over." I shook my head negatively in disbelief. I could feel Night scratching at the wall of our minds to try to take over and he himself beat Dylan, how dare he try to forcibly mark her? "You got lucky." I commented with a cold tone. "Pay attention. Hope will rather take her own life than live with a forced mark. Do you know what the consequences are when someone marked would rather kill themselves than stay with the one who marked them?" I asked rhetorically, because the horror on Dylan's face was enough for me to know that he knew the answer, but I still spoke. "A curse is cast on the one

the man said before leaving me to stare at the empty spot where he had been standing a few minutes ago. Feeling like I was going crazy, I returned to the house. I was still thinking about what the man said about someone finding out about us. Who was it? Why would they attack our pack over this curse? “ Hey, you're back. I didn't find much about the prophecy or curse, but it says that on your birthday, a mark will appear on your body,” Rowena said. That got my attention, “ What kind of mark?” Lucian and I both ask.

“Because the blood in your veins is older than kings. Because your wolf is born of light and shadow. And because only you can break the curse.” “What curse?” The woman raised a hand, and the moon above them turned blood red. “The curse of the forbidden bond. The chain that binds love and power. If you do not rise… darkness will swallow everything.” “I don’t understand,” Lily cried. “How do I stop it?” The woman stepped forward, placing a glowing hand over Lily’s heart. “Accept what you are. Accept who you love. Only then will the mark reveal its power.” Lily gasped as heat surged through her chest. The mark on her back flared to life, glowing through her skin. The pain was searing, yet someh

“The mark is still active. I’m safe for at least four months. If you want to help me later, you’ll do it properly, after you fully understand what Ingesting that power does to you. Otherwise—” I didn’t let her finish. While she was still lecturing me, I closed the distance in a single step. Our foreheads touched, close enough for me to feel her breath tense. I activated Ingesting without warning. Her eyes widened in alarm as I reached into the sealed space of marks and seized the churning mass of black mist before she could react. At first, the curse seemed delighted, as if I were a fool walking willingly into its embrace. Then something changed. The mist recoiled, shrinking back in panic, s

Her hair fell in a heavy, dark sheet over shoulders wrapped in some kind of fur‑lined cloak, though no frost touched her bare throat. Her eyes… They were wrong. Colorless around the iris, the pupils too dark, too deep, like looking into a well you couldn’t see the bottom of. Her lips were a blood‑dark red, curved into a smile that didn’t reach those eyes. And at the base of her throat, half hidden by the edge of her cloak, I saw it. A mark. Faint, like a bruise whose edges had blurred. Three lines in a circle. Lucian’s curse sigil.

But she had promised that she would come for his graduation. "Hiroko," Jin said. "Shiro's gotten the curse." "What are his symptoms?" "The same as yours." "Get him in an ice bath," Hiroko said. He wished to talk to his sister. It wasn't very often that they spoke. She was always gone on trips, to fight off the curse that had been afflicted onto her. The further she stayed away from her mate, the more tolerable the curse became. "I don't get it," Miki said. "I have the curse, but it's nothing like this!"