Spider-man Curse Novels & Stories

The pendant reassured. “But wait, how do I reach out-” I tried to say but suddenly, the pendant went back to normal. No humming, no glowing red light, no voice—just an ordinary, plain pendant. “To you,” I said it to myself, in the moonlit, chilly dungeon as I concluded my words, letting out a deep sigh. Frustration overwhelmed me as numerous questions raced through my mind. However, one question stood above all others: How could I possibly be the mate of that heartless creature, Aleksander? It seemed completely impossible!

ZEPHYRINE's POV. I stood frozen, my mind reeling in shock. "Cursed!" someone shouted, and the word was taken up by others, echoing through the clearing. "She's cursed, she's cursed, she's cursed! I felt like I'd gotten the wind sucked out of me, that he had reached in and sucked everything from my insides out. The words cut deep, and a part of me couldn't help but wonder one question: Was it me? Am I cursed to have people around me die under these circumstances that are so mysterious?

Atreus inhaled loudly and rubbed his eyes with his fingers for a moment before narrowing his eyes at her with a dark look that she'd never seen before. "Fine, Layla," he bit out with a sneer. "You really want to know? I'll tell you. Ravana is the one who placed a curse on me." "A curse?" Layla asked, confused. "Yes, a blood curse. He was the one who trapped me, the reason why I was stuck waiting for centuries. Unable to escape the pitless black of my tomb," he muttered. "But why?" she asked, confused. "If I tried to explain why that twisted b*stard makes the choices he does, we would be here all night. That is just who Ravana is. The demon you are currently placing your faith in."

His eyes, filled with wisdom, glanced up as I entered. ‌ "Alpha Tyler," he greeted, acknowledging my presence. ‌ "Shaman," I replied with a nod. "I've come seeking answers about the curse," I announced, my eyes locking onto his. "This affliction has tormented me for far too long. I need to understand its origins, its purpose. Have you discovered anything new?" ‌ The Shaman sighed, his expression solemn. "I've delved into the ancient texts, seeking the origins of this curse, but the answers remain elusive. This curse is complex, deeply rooted in ancient magic that even my extensive knowledge struggles to comprehend."

“Hey, y’all..” Fannie Mae P.O.V. Mother Selene Ishtar recently talked to me and my wolf, Asha. She told us that the time was close for us to be in power again. This is great news! Because a curse was put upon our family a long time ago. The Curse was put in place because of our Alpha’s abuse of power.

"It's not something I really want to think about." Christopher turned the box over in his hand. "Well, it's something you should," he stated. "I'm not sure how much Sawyer has told you, but as a part of the curse, it's said that if he can't find his mate and the bond fails, Sawyer and the girl who is with him on that night will burn to death under the red moon."

All I wanted to do was go home and never remember this. “Laurence, you will become Alpha, but to achieve that you need to break the curse I bestowed upon you as a baby. I won’t tell you anymore, you need to figure it out yourself or ask your father. With that, Scarlett wandered over to me untied me and said “We will see each other again soon”. “If you don’t find your Luna by your 18th Birthday which was in 4 months, then you will be forever cursed”.

They wondered if it was truly what they were thinking. "The curse has been broken." They laughed out in joy as Alecto's ancient voice danced into their ears. "What was stolen has been returned. Werewolves now have packs like they used to. It's just like the moon goddess wanted. The curse was A CURSE FROM THE MOON. Your ancestors offended the moon, hence the curse. You have managed to rectify the mistakes made. You'd get blessings in place of the curse." Alecto sighed in relief and looked up at the full moon that was beginning to appear.

Beelzebub nodded his head as Crocell comforted me with a hug, placing a kiss on my head as if to say it wasn’t my fault. It really isn’t but if I knew how I was cursed, it would help a lot. “What do you have?” Crocell asked while still hugging me close. “Well… we all thought the curse is indestructible as long as fates permits it, and as long as the one who placed the curse is alive—of course, we can’t kill your father unless we want to wage war with heaven and promptly tip the universe’s balance and destroy pretty much everything you can imagine.” Beelzebub waved his hand and showed an ancient looking paper. “This is a Celtic manuscript that had information on curses—well, to make the story