Sonic Cursing Novels & Stories

“I curse you. If you have gotten on a plane, may the plane crash, if you have gotten on a ship, may the ship sink, if you have gotten on a bus, may you get into an accident! I curse you to a miserable death!” Warren got more furious as he cursed Caleb. He picked up the glass on the table and smashed it on the ground, venting all his dissatisfaction.

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.

“Please… Cassian… I need to cum… it hurts…” He leaned down, lips brushing my ear as he pumped his fingers faster. “Beg prettier, little cursed girl. Tell me how badly your pussy needs its exorcist.” “I need you,” I whimpered, nails digging into his back. “My cunt is aching for you. The curse is burning me alive. Please let me cum on your fingers…” He curled his fingers perfectly against my G-spot, pushing me right to the edge again — then stopped completely, withdrawing his hand and leaving me empty and throbbing.

No way to clean this up in time. "Fuck, fuck, FUCK."

"I am sorry. I didn't... I really didn't want anyone to know—" "Shut up, you bitch!" The curse ripped out of him, raw and venomous. I jerked back, my breath hitching. Earnest had always been soft-spoken and careful, always measured with every word. That venom in his voice turned my stomach and sent a cold chill crawling down my spine. "Earnest!" I shouted, startled.

– ELIRA – There was blood everywhere, on my hands, on the floor. It kept falling from the cuts where I had gripped the glass too hard. “Stupid bitch.” Garrick didn’t even turn to look at me when he said it. He just walked away like I meant nothing, like he always did. He never cared.

It was working, every part of it, just as Thorne had envisioned. The chants erupted during the ceremony, and at first, I thought they were just voices of discontent, voices of those who hadn’t yet accepted Sofia. But then, the words became clearer, sharper: “Murderer!” they cried. “You will never be our Luna!” I couldn’t help but feel a surge of satisfaction deep within me. This was it, this was exactly what Thorne had planned, a deliberate attempt to sow discord, to chip away at the unity Alaric was trying to create.

"Do you have any idea how much pain Heidi was in when the wolves tore her apart, leaving nothing but her remains? Do you even deserve to be called a father?" My accusations hit Ethan where it hurt the most, leaving him speechless. In the end, he could only repeat, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." He fell to his knees before Heidi's portrait, repeatedly slapping his face as he begged for Heidi's forgiveness. "Heidi, I'm so sorry... I was wrong... Please come back... I'm begging you..." Seeing him acting this way only intensified my anger. I immediately shoved him away and screamed hysterically, "You have no right to say sorry! You don't deserve Heidi's forgiveness! Get out! Just leave!"

Damon and I ground against each other as if our lives depended on it and soon enough the four of us were screaming like mad. “Fvck !” I cursed as I threw back my head and let myself fall in the abyss of sweet release. Damon too howled at the same time and dropped over my shoulder after attaining his own heaven of euphoria, making me wrap my arms on the adorable demon lovingly before I heard his soft snores. Awww. He was so damn cute !! “Oh my fvcking God !!!!” Ryder suddenly screamed and immediately covered his eyes. “I can’t even fvcking un-see that shit !!” he cursed frantically.