Novel & Cerita The Curse Prince

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.

"My mate was torn between his desire and the throne, and I guess I wasn't enough. He chose the throne. I watched helplessly as he pushed me to the curb, knowing I would never be able to move on. On the morning of his wedding, I met with him under a binding vow circle and begged him to stop hurting me. But he dismissed the ache in my heart. Without thinking, I uttered words I didn't even realize were laced with magic, and those words became his reality. In guilt, I tried to fix what I did. But the prince refused my aid. I was young then. So I believed that he despised me for what I had done to him. In my latter years, I realized the prince held on to my curse because he believed he deserved i

“One day he was strolling round the market with his guards to supervise the tax collection when he saw a woman who was arguing with one of the tax collectors. He approached the scene to rebuke the woman and that made the woman very angry and then she laid a curse on him to turn him into a beast.” I raised my brows at this point. So they were cursed… “The prince didn't take her words to heart and commanded his guards to lock her up but the woman immediately disappeared from their midst. When sunset arrived that day, every living creature in this Kingdom transformed into non-living things while the prince transformed into a Beast,” Ms. Charlotte concluded her story with a long sigh. "Did the w

Chaos buzzed through the room when Marco cut in, cool and steady. "There's one way to survive." Heads whipped his way. Alfonso nearly jumped out of his skin. "What is it? Say it!" Marco kept it slow. "The curse started when our ancestor messed with that princess. If Dario spends a night on his knees at her remains, repenting, the symptoms will ease up. "He won't get his function back, but he'll live—long enough for you to hunt down another girl with the gene."

I knew he was forcing himself to get those words out. After ending the call, he turned to Carmen and said, "She's dead at last. I can marry you now. Will you marry me, Carmen?" Nodding in excitement, Carman squealed, "Yes!" She threw herself at Evan, who embraced her and buried his head against her shoulder to hide his expression from her—but I saw it. He wasn't smiling. There was nothing but hatred in his eyes.

Unlike the other portraits, where the figures had softer, friendlier features, this man exuded an aura of danger. “He is handsome, isn’t he?” Sandy came to her side, looking up at the portrait as well. “Yes, but… he looks cold, stern… dangerous.” Katherine listed, and she muttered to herself, “and his eyes are dead, empty, void of any emotion, nothing of joy.” “He is ruthless. A devil like everyone deemed. The most ruthless of the royal generation. He is the Alpha King, Luther Reeds.” Sandy said and gestured Katherine to look at his name below the portrait and there, engraved on the golden frame of the portrait was his name.

It was one of the reasons I kept him close and also, occasionally, one of the reasons I found him exhausting. I stopped walking. He stopped too, looking at me, waiting. "Have you noticed something?" I said. He frowned slightly. "What?" "The ground," I said. "That sound it makes. That deep, low vibration that runs through the floor of the east wing every few days." I looked at him. "It hasn't happened once since she arrived this morning." Riven was quiet for a second. "So?" he said, but his voice had lost some of its certainty. "So the stories are true," I said. "The curse was never one-sided. It was never just something the Vales carried. We carry our half of it too, and we need them to surv

Too— Weak. Alpha Derek of Edgeland leans forward, voice cutting. “Maybe if you focused more on finding the source of the curse rather than believing in some prophecy, you’d be able to heal your bloodlines.” The air turns volatile instantly. Gavin’s chair scrapes. “She will come,” he insists, voice shaking with restrained fury. “I don’t think you realize how much I’ve done to try to figure out what the problem is.” Alpha energy begins to press outward, thick and dangerous.

She felt it was her responsibility, but she also knew she couldn't fight them alone, but she needed help from others, she thought. She used her curse which was "cursed speech". She was able to make something happen with just a word. If she was to say die to anyone they would die instantly, but that depends on how strong the soul of the person was. She used her cursed speech to curse three swords, that can be used to kill anyone that was cursed, with a stab in the chest. She wanted to do more but she couldn't, the cursed energy was too heavy for her mortal body to behold. The three she did take a toll on her body and she lost her voice. She wasn't able to speak or talk again since that day.

I would always grumble when I was young and my dad would force me to go through every history book there is. When Alpha Miles, my father got mated to his Luna, he thought he would break through the curse and have a son but ended up having three daughters, Lucy, Kathlene, and Bianca; my step-sister. My dad was frustrated and disheartened because he wanted a son so badly, he wanted an heir, someone who will succeed in his legacy. Then in his anguish to find his son he began researching on what the "Southern curse", as referred to by everyone, was all about. And that was when he found a loophole in the curse. The curse said, "Any prince who willingly chooses to leave his pack to form a separate