The Curse Prince Mga Nobela at Kwento

his voice suddenly became low in a whisper as he spoke about the curse, he probably did not want anyone hearing it. "I know this is your last year before the curse takes effect, are you already feeling it's symptoms!? Is that what all this is about!?" I mean he might be right about the curse, yesternight I felt a severe pain wash over my body that was until Beatrice came over and it suddenly died down but right now was not about that, right now was just about Beatrice and not the curse "No Candace it's not about the curse" I subconsciously whispered too.

Atrocious replied, rubbing an orb on the armrest of his chair. "Reveal? What do you have to reveal?" Draco raised an eyebrow, realizing that it must be serious if Atrocious was acting this way. Atrocious was never one to think or worry so much about anything and when he does, it meant it was something to be taken very seriously. Atrocious sighed heavily, picked up the orb, and muttered a spell. The orb became surrounded by a mist of emerald color, and an obscure figure appeared within it. "It's a curse. Your brother, the Alpha King, is cursed."

Her fists tightened around my robe in anticipation. “Yes, your majesty.” “And what is it?” I asked, hearing my heart beat hard against. She stared silently for a moment. “Say something, grey mother. How is my son? Will he bring troubles into the kingdom and its citizens? Do I need to do something about it?” She let out a deep sigh, before opening her mouth. “Your majesty, you have nothing to worry about. The prince is not a monster, and he will not cause any negative things in the kingdom. The curse was lifted the day the mediator returned.”

I would help my husband overcome whatever battles awaited him, because all I wanted was a happy life. As I continued reading, a strange feeling crept over me. I felt watched. My name appeared boldly in the book: MIRA. And what followed stunned me. Could I be the one to break the curse? Or the one to end the prince’s life? According to the text, I was destined for greatness and power. Whichever path I chose—Luca or Derek—I would always lead as queen. But the difference mattered: one would treat me like a queen and cherish me, pet me like a beloved child; the other would crown me yet treat me as a slave.

What kind of terrible mother am I? The king shushed her, "shh, please stop beating yourself up. I don't want your health to be affected. Everything that happened was done by Meela. She solicited the help of a dangerous witch who cursed Kathy. That was the reason we all hated her. I am even appalled by the fact that I almost hung someone to death, how much more the fact that she is our princess. But I know we were all under the influence of the witch's curse. I feel better that she is with Mason. Everything surely makes sense now. The prophecy said that she would marry Mason but because of the curse, Mason ended up asking for Athena's hand in marriage.

“Braylon? What is going on?” Braylon looked at him puzzled, stunned at the same time. “The reason why I couldn’t use my powers. I mean, the curse that was imposed on the alphas. She…. she can lift that curse,” “Wait, that means…Oh! My! God! The last heir to the Crawford…. Imogen Crawford,” he replied within the period of time his memory flashed back to the hospital. He had seen her name on her identity card, also at her house on her award crystal.

“What are you talking about?” “The Lycan Prince has been cursed since the night he got his wolf and the curse is killing him slowly,” she turns from the window, her sharp eyes now trained on me. “The Royal family has kept it quiet, but those of us who practice the old arts know the signs. He has been searching for a cure, and now, he has found it.” “Found it? What does that mean?”

"Few know of the blood curse that has plagued the princes for nearly twenty years." Murmurs rippled through the crowd. Dante shot me a panicked look. "A curse that would have claimed their immortal lives," she said, voice breaking with theatrical emotion. "If not for a miracle. If not for the return of the lost prince." The room erupted in confused whispers. I scanned the crowd for Raven, needing to see her reaction, but couldn't spot her crimson dress among the sea of faces.

Did he had any idea about what he was even talking about? His words stunned me. “Why?” I whispered. “You are a prince of noble blood. Shouldn’t you extend your lineage… your legacy?” Lucian’s jaw tightened, and for a moment, he looked lost. “I am born with a curse,” he said slowly. “I will not allow a child to suffer what I have suffered. I want it to end with me.” He looked away briefly as if the memories clawed at him. I have heard stories of how people talk behind his back. Take advantage of his power and strength, but disrespect him behind his back. People said the prince did not care about his curse, but I believe he just hid it so well.

Doctor Alstein further clarified, “The moment an affected person, of whom its curse caster is dead, loses his eyesight, he has no hope and will definitely perish within a span of two days to a week, if the person is quite tenacious and of a high-rank. The caster of this curse on the first prince is dead. So what affected him was extreme pain at any touch of his body and power imbalance that’s naturally accompanied by unbearable pain in the abdomen and chest, slowly it spreads to the entire body. Prince Phoenix has black mist which is usually launched out of his hands, right?” he questioned the royalties and they nodded their agreement.