Sonic Cursed Novels & Stories

Death draws me towards it like we have been attached with an unbreakable string. Maybe it's just a superpower in which I get the last chance to save the person in front of me or maybe it’s a curse. Particularly a Crimson curse, as I like to call it. Through the years the number of deaths I have seen is greater than my age. You would think that death doesn't affect me anymore. You are right to think that because that is what I had thought until 5 days ago.

His voice was going an octave high now. Pushing my hand into my hair with a frustrated look, I tried all I could to remain calm but it was to no avail. I was losing my mind, my sanity was at stake and it seems like I was crawling back into the hellhole I somehow managed to escape from. “Isn't there a cure for the curse?" I asked, studying his expression which had now become unreadable.. “I mean… curses can be broken… the cursed one just has to perform some sacrifice and then it is all over.” I ratted out like it was easy peasy like I had spelled out.

His protest cut off in a strangled sound, his whole body seizing before going slack again. Fear clawed up my throat. “Raven, talk to me. Please.” His head dropped forward, his voice rough, broken. “It’s the curse.” The words sliced through me. He had told me once, in fragments, about it—the curse that bound his bloodline. The reason his love was a death sentence. Never to love without dying. I hadn’t understood then. I hadn’t wanted to. But now— “You’re saying…” My voice faltered. “Because you—because you love…”

I was an unusual child, I began speaking and walking flawlessly at only six months old, I had impeccable hearing also, of all my very special and strange abilities, I hated that one the most, because I’ve heard nothing but hurtful words. My eyes often randomly turns golden yellow and then goes back to normal, I grew up hearing parents tell their children to not have anything to do with me, I grew up hearing everyone say I was cursed and I brought bad luck to whoever gets involved with me. Ofcourse what would I have them think, even I knew that I wasn’t normal. I grew up watching family and friends desert my mother, leaving her with only me. The guilt plagued me. Her suffering was my fault. I

Snow wiped his tears with his little paw. "Serenity has a evil cousin, Carlos... He wanted to destroy Serenity and wanted her divine powers which were given to her instead of him... He tried everything, he caged her in stone for thousands of years until hybrids broke his curse and brought her back to the world... Serenity fought back with Carlos, she turned him into stone and hybrids broke that stone into pieces so no one could bring him back to life but they didn't know that he had a Son, Albert who revived him and no one knew about it... Serenity killed Albert too but now Carlos is back and he wants to destroy everything..." "Is he responsible for Augustus killing Nicolai?"

he asked, his voice laced with concern. Jessica remained silent, unable to speak through her sobs. Marcus reached out and took her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Please, trust me. You can tell me anything," he said, his voice soothing. After a few minutes, Jessica took a deep breath and looked up at Marcus. "I'm cursed," she whispered. Marcus's mouth fell open in shock. "Cursed? What do you mean?" he asked. Jessica took another deep breath before continuing. "I have this curse that makes me unable to control my sexual urges. Whenever I feel horny, I lose control, and I can't stop myself," she explained, her voice trembling.

With one of stamps from her hand, Sonya pulled Knight Richard to get closer and entered The Sacred Land. Knight Richard cringed as he stepped on The Sacred Land, there was some smokes coming from between his feet and the ground. “Oh, I forget that your soul has been cursed and not allowed to enter The Sacred Land.” Sonya smirked and pulled him to get closer more, Knight Richard couldn’t do anything as the threads were wrapping him tightly. Sonya walked to approach him, she stood and looked into those deep blue eyes, smiling so sweet and thudding some hair stands to her back ear.

Sebastian looked away and suddenly a familiar scream echoed in his head. IT'S A CURSE OF A DAUGHTER. He flinched shaking his head and gulping down. Sparing a single glance at Darren he walked back to the punching bag grabbing it with both hands. The bag was slightly ripped off, why couldn't he get that particular sentence out of his end from the night she spat on his face? Something bigger and unchangeable might happen.

He reached down and pulled the royal silk sleeve of his shirt upward, baring his pale, muscular forearm and with a swift, fluid motion, he brought his arm up to his mouth. His human teeth instantly elongated into sharp, razor like demon fangs, and he bit deeply into his own flesh. "What are you doing?" Eric asked, his voice a mix of horror and confusion as he watched his Alpha bleed. "Before I was cursed by that divine moon bitch, my blood was pure and divine," Vergil explained smoothly.

6 hours left until my soul vanishes. I woke up in the Temple of Nemesis. Selene was beside me. Her eyes were red. She held my cold hands. Tears dropped onto my skin. "Kressa, you fool!" Selene's voice shook. "I told you not to bond with the Son of Poseidon! Why did you do this to yourself?" I wanted to answer, but my voice was gone. The Death Curse had spread to my throat. It burned my vocal cords.