Rune Curse Novels & Stories

Tapping his chin, he mused aloud, “Ahh, a Fenrisúlfr, huh?” The name alone gave his fur a shiver—though he’d never admit that to Shu. “Big bad wolf of the old pantheons… chaos spirit of destruction… giant fangs… wrath issues… existential grudges against celestial bureaucracy…” Yin listed off gleefully, counting on his fingers like he was ordering pastries. He giggled. “Yes, scary man. Very scary. Damn scary. I want to meet him.” Because Yin, truly, was a menace in fluffy disguise.

It was one of the reasons I kept him close and also, occasionally, one of the reasons I found him exhausting. I stopped walking. He stopped too, looking at me, waiting. "Have you noticed something?" I said. He frowned slightly. "What?" "The ground," I said. "That sound it makes. That deep, low vibration that runs through the floor of the east wing every few days." I looked at him. "It hasn't happened once since she arrived this morning." Riven was quiet for a second. "So?" he said, but his voice had lost some of its certainty. "So the stories are true," I said. "The curse was never one-sided. It was never just something the Vales carried. We carry our half of it too, and we need them to surv

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.

He plunged the celestial silver dagger into my arm. I screamed, thrashing against the chains. He wasn’t stabbing me randomly—he was carving something into my flesh. The pain was unbearable. I slipped in and out of consciousness, the room spinning around me. Finally, it ended. I gasped, looking down at my arms and legs. On my left arm, carved in blood and pain, was the word 'Rogue.' On my right arm, 'Luna.' On my left leg, 'Tenebrosi.' And on my right, again, 'Luna.'

With a voice that no one could hear, Evan murmured, "Lyra, you're the only woman I'd ever marry. May this bouquet of roses stand in for you as you accompany me to complete this act." I was standing right beside Evan the whole time. All I wanted to do right now was kiss him. I knew he had to have been holding in a great deal of pain and pressure inside of him, a level of suffering that an ordinary person wouldn't be able to understand. Thankfully, this was all about to come to an end soon. Carmen stood beside Evan. When the officiator declared that the groom could now kiss the bride, Evan leaned in, but he avoided Carmen's lips. Instead, he said into her ear, "Do you think I'll marry a ruthle

He reached into his satchel and withdrew a small obsidian blade, its edge etched with old runes. Akira stiffened. “Rune—” “I know,” he said quietly. “But it’s the only way.” Tony glanced between them. “Only way to do what, exactly?” Rune looked up, his eyes steady. “To see what the Houndras sees.” Kai scoffed. “You’re going to open yourself up to a cursed creature’s mind? That thing is half grief, half madness.” Rune nodded once. “And fully necessary. I already did it once, I can try again and I won't push past my limits”

“Wouldn't it better to find the Luna before the curse begun to pull our village to death?” “The curse is not that simple to break! Especially if we are not know what really it is,” Elera said. She's a novice Enchantress and was like try to disregarded the Elderly proposed concept to combat the crisis. She show her respect and let them see she's not just novice. “We all know that curse is inevitable that cannot be lifted nor own just for display,” she added as if known too much than what she suppose to be. “It is strongly enough to bound the moment you least expected. And the least we can do is to know when and where it begun... And why the Luna the one will suffer-”

Rhea’s POV “If you’re my curse, I’m the luckiest cursed son of a bitch in this whole universe” How deeply this sentence burned through me in the most vulnerable place within me cannot even be described in words. It touched the core of my heart and nestled itself in there forevermore. It lit a match of fire back into me and the impossible thing I told him would never happen, happened. Scattered dead pieces of me sparked back to life. Reborn again from his vows and promises to me.

I saw him the moment he entered through that door that he had cursed energy. He was obviously cursed which is why he has turned into a rouge. The big question is who would turn an Alpha Prince with so much potential into a rouge? From what I know every curse has a trigger but what could be his trigger? A trigger could be a word, parents did it back in the days when they didn’t want their kids to use forbidden magic. They would curse them and use a trigger as a word that is usually used in a forbidden spell, or an object commonly used in a forbidden spell.

But the Wyres are dangerous. Their bite is lethal to Shifters and, if you do survive, you turn into one of them. The curse is transferred through your bloodstream, killing your spirit and replacing it with a monster. They’ve been trying to get their revenge ever since, killing us simply because of an old myth that might not even be true. But, to be fair, we kill as many of them as they kill us. If there are talks of peace, that would be…historical. Impossible. And definitely something I deserve to know about as Princess.