Sonic Cursed Novels & Stories

I was born among wolves… yet I never belonged to them. On nights when the moon reigns high and the forest trembles with their howls, every soul around me burns with the fire of transformation—every soul except mine. I am the Alpha’s daughter who cannot shift. The shame they prefer hidden in the shadows. I never imagined that the night the enemy chose me… would be the night I discovered the truth of who I am. The moment the Crimson Fang Pack’s howl tore through the silence, the air thickened around us. Wolves lifted their heads, answering the call with fierce devotion. And then he appeared—stepping out of the darkness as if the night itself bowed to him. His gaze locked on mine, sharp enough to carve through fate. “She’s the one I want.” With those four words… the world I knew shattered.

In a land already facing challenges and trauma, a witch foretold that havoc and chaos would befall it. However, the situation can be reversed if the Lunas of Moonhaven, Emberfell, and Nightshade Pack decide to send their Lunas away or degrade them even lower than an Omega. If they fail to do so, a great calamity will strike them. Lyraea, Kaida, and Zephyrine found themselves as victims of the three great packs' Lunas. Now, the question remains, will they be able to overcome the great torture of the three great packs, or will they have an unexpected encounter with the princes of Aeustria?

At eighteen, Diana knows she'll find her mate. She prayed to the moon goddess to have her most favorite person as her mate but what she didn't expect was a fierce rejection. The betrayal of spurning knocks her down, but she was not meant to be down for so long because the moon goddess had other plans for her. She was meant to bring light in the life of others. Following her journey she overcame every hurdle and got everything she wanted except the person she craved for....... ********* "Why are you following me everywhere? Why are you helping me out every time?" Diana raised her hand, taking a deep breath to touch his shoulder but the person in the mask moved with the speed of light. "I want to know who is the owner of this delicious smell." She purred but her eyelids became heavy. She tried to open her eyes because she wanted to know the person in front of her but the exhaustion of hunting the beasts knocked her down. Before she could touch the ground and engulf into the deep valley of slumber she felt his strong arms around her waist. The butterflies flew in her stomach while a shiver crawled down her spine. She felt safe in those arms so without any hesitation, she snuggled into his chest. "I want to know you." She mumbled in a voice, hardly heard and fell asleep. The person in the mask put her safely besides the rock. He kissed her forehead and whispered. "Sleep well Princess,"

My best friend, Clara Wilder, has baked an apple pie for me. But I don't hesitate to give it to my pregnant dog. That's because I've gotten reborn. In my previous lifetime, Clara had bound the Fertility Transfer System to me. If I were to eat the food she made, the baby I was pregnant with would be transferred into her womb, and she would be the one giving birth to them. Clara had married into the wealthy Gray family. For three generations, the Grays were only able to produce one heir each. That was why her in-laws desperately needed her to bear them grandchildren. Since Clara couldn't get pregnant at all, she decided to target me, her newly-wedded best friend. I went to great lengths just to get pregnant every time, but right after I ate the food Clara made, I'd go through a miscarriage by accident. Just like that, Clara was able to give birth to four sons in a row. She became the apple of her in-laws and her husband, Colton Gray's eye, which made her ego swell like mad. In the end, Clara and Colton hatched a plot where they accused me of cheating on my own husband. With my reputation flushed down the drain, I got kicked out by my in-laws. In the end, I starved to death on the streets without a penny under my name. At the end of the day, Clara wants children very badly, doesn't she? After I get reborn, I decide to give her some special "babies".

Elara has spent her life as an outcast. Marked by a half-moon birthmark and whispered to be cursed, she has known nothing but isolation in the Grimshade Pack. When her fated mate rejects her—only to die soon after—the rumors of her misfortune spiral out of control. Then, in an unexpected twist, Alpha Andrew of the Salientmoon Pack claims her as his mate. Ruthless and feared, Andrew is known for his icy heart and the dark whispers that surround him. His offer isn’t born from love—it’s a calculated move in a brewing war. But as Elara is pulled into his world, she begins to wonder: is she truly cursed, or is there more to her fate than she ever imagined? And beneath Andrew’s cold exterior, does a heart beat that just might shatter the chains binding them both?

Warning: This story contains a lot of explicit violence, foul language, and gore scenes, which are strictly not for readers under 18. She swore to kill him. He vowed to make her beg for him. Sylvara Swiftfang only had one mission: avenge her parents’ murder by destroying Darius Ashfang, the ruthless Alpha mafia lord who tore her family apart. But when she runs from a forced marriage, fate delivers her straight into his hands. He doesn’t kill her. He doesn’t cage her. Instead, he offers a game: Seven months. She swears she’ll end his life. He swears she’ll never live without him. As passion tangles with vengeance, Sylvara must choose, betray her heart or surrender to the one man she was born to hate. But in a world of blood oaths, pack wars, and deadly secrets, love could be the most dangerous gamble of all.

I asked for a son, and you gave me a girl?!" his voice began to rise. Myra shuddered, tears soaking her face. She clenched her baby tight like her life depended on it, fighting the will to succumb to the intense pains she was feeling. "What exactly is your usefulness?" He roared, and his grip on the bed stand shattered the frame, causing Myra to drop harshly into the jagged floor, her baby weeping even louder. "You are here for only one thing. One thing! Bear me a son!" he strikes the stone wall, and it shatters like glass, the impact reverberating. "After that one night, I never touched you, did I?!" Sold to the cursed Alpha King, Myra must bear him a son in order to be free but when she doesn’t, The Alpha King decides to let his wrath fall on her but Myra escapes and runs away. In order to clear his curse, the Alpha king needs his Luna and his child but will Myra be willing to go back to him?

Noreen Cooper wants nothing but the acceptance of her mate's. Fated to the cursed and cruel Alpha, her life couldn't get any harder in Alpha Harold's territory especially under his close surveillance and constant hate. Alpha Harold soon treads the thin line between love and hate.

Jade was maltreated by the ones she called family. She was forced to marry Kieran, the Alpha who was under a curse because of his past mistake He is nicknamed 'Demon Lord'. Jade thought her life wouldn't be any worse, until she discovered that Kieran is not as rumored. When true love blossomed between them, Melanie, the witch who died with grievance for Kieran in their previous life will stop at nothing to tear them apart. stop at nothing to tear them apart. With betrayal, secrets, and fate intertwined, what grudge does Melanie have against Kierian? And will Jade discover that she holds the power to save Kierian from the deadly curse? Or will she let Melanie destroy Kierian's life forever?.

My younger sister, Mindy Sampson, has a rare blood condition. She needs regular blood transfusions and a bone marrow transplant. My husband, Ian Huffman, and I are matches. My mother says we should draw lots. Whoever draws the short stick will become Mindy's blood donor. In the next five years, I am always the one who draws the short stick. Because of constant blood draws and bone marrow extractions, my body breaks down. Before I die, I stumble upon Ian holding Mindy and saying, "Cindy is so stupid. There are only short sticks in the container. Every time, we let her draw first. How could she ever get a long one? "She is going to die without ever knowing you are not sick at all. Once she dies and we get the insurance money, we can travel the world." When I open my eyes again, I am back in the fifth year after Mindy is diagnosed. I look at the container of sticks on the table and smile. Then, I look at Ian and say, "This time, you draw first."