Sonic Cursed Novels & Stories

Without all the humming underneath my skin. “What is the curse about?” I ask calmly, and she presses her lips into a thin line. “Well, Cassian's grandfather was nothing less than a womanizer. He got different girls pregnant, and once they tried to challenge him, or wanted to become his mate, he had a habit of having them killed. “But there was a particular lady, that laid a curse on him. And swore that all the second sons of his generation were going to die a few days after they clocked the ripe age of thirty.”

I’m so—* The crack came. Loud. Horrible. Final. My old body went limp. Sound cut out for a second. No heartbeat. No breath. Just… absence. Lucian’s howl tore through the clearing a heartbeat later. Raw. Wrecked. He let go. Stumbled back, staring at his hands as if they belonged to someone else. They did. The curse slunk back like a satisfied predator leaving bones behind. Inside his head, he collapsed in that mental cage, sobbing in a way I’d never heard from him.

It is a declaration of my refusal to succumb to this torment, a vow to reclaim my humanity. With each step forward, the groans and yells mingle with the howling wind, a cacophony of torment and defiance. The pain intensifies, but I push through, fueled by a burning resolve. Each communication, whether a groan or a yell, is a testament to my unyielding spirit. I am Marcus, the cursed and demon Lycan, and I will not be silenced by this agony. I will fight until my last breath, searching for a way to break free from the clutches of this curse.

The hoarse voice answer, till maintaining the low pitch. " Controlled? Hahaha. Trying to fool me " Marcus sarcastically retort back. " He isn't saying anything wrong Marcus .He was surely controlled .Didnt I tell you I would rule over him and you .Just wait some more."the cold voice ended the stance with a laugh, causing Marcus to froze in his thoughts. " Fire.." Marcus tried to call the later one. " Hahahha. Checking for me." The cold voice told with sudden playfulness. " Fire is cursed .The cursed which would destroy you , Marcus .Destroy you."

The voices rose. The ground shook. The curse pulsed through Ryder so violently that he cried out despite himself. Sienna grabbed him again. “Ryder, stay with me.” “I’m trying, ” His eyes rolled back. “Sienna, ” The whisper came from everywhere. From the sky. From the earth. From the crack. From the past. From the curse. From Lunaris herself. “One of you must fall.” Ryder’s body jerked violently. He collapsed against her. The light swallowed everything.

“The hybrids want to attack the Alpha Drake by destroying his wife and only son. His wife died, while his son was cursed.” I nodded again. “In addition to the son being cursed, the son's mate is also cursed.” He turned to me sadly. "Estelle, I don't think this curse will stop." "What do you mean?" I was getting scared now. “If you and Alpha Cedric had a son, maybe he would be in the same condition as Alpha Cedric. He would not be touched by anyone. Then if your child is a girl, maybe her condition will be like yours. Maybe she will become a Stealer and maybe mute.”

"Council black ops. They're here to scrub the site." "They're rigging charges," Marcus observed through his scope. "C-4. A lot of it. They want to seal the door permanently." "We can't let them blow it," Catherine said. "If they seal that door, we can't get the Titan Heart." "And we can't get the serum," Jack finished. His hand flexed. The Curse was hungry. It sensed the radiation, the raw power in the air. "We need to take them out. Quietly."

"So you think it's me too." "I think we need answers," Tarlon said. "What kind of answers?" Dante asked weakly from the floor. "She's cursed. We all know it now." "We need to test it," Soren said suddenly. "Test what?" "Whether her touch actually kills." Soren's eyes were calculating. "You want to test whether I kill people by touching them?" I backed away from him. "I want to know what we're dealing with," Soren said. "If you're truly cursed, we need to understand the mechanics."

The words felt like a storm ripping through the sky on a perfectly sunny day. James took me home, and we didn't exchange a single word the entire night. I drowned in my grief, too consumed by the loss to notice his strange behavior. The next day, Jess arrived with her son, David, practically glowing with joy. "David's heart condition is completely cured," she said brightly. "We won't need to visit the hospital anymore." Her words struck me like a knife. I exploded, my pain spilling into a heated argument. But before I could say much, James shoved me to the ground.

"Because you have to kill the giver. And depending how strong they are—which if they're delivering a dark curse, they're likely stronger than anything you've seen—then, it'll be one h*ll of a fight." Waverly slowly nodded, taking in the information. "So, how would you do it then? If you were to try to break it?" Katia inhaled sharply. "If you had the guts to do it, then you'd have to destroy the giver's main power source." "Which for a song curse, would be the voice." Katia nodded. The voice—in order to kill the siren, Waverly had to attack her where she would feel it the most.