The Cursed Gamer Novels & Stories

Her thoughts felt tangled, pulling her in directions she did not want to follow. “You do not know what I am,” she said. “No,” he agreed. “But neither do you.” That unsettled her deeply. Elsewhere in the fortress, Alaric stood alone in his private chamber, staring out into the night. He had left Elysia’s room because remaining there had become dangerous. Not to her, but to himself. The curse lay beneath his skin as it always had, a constant presence he had learned to live with. It was absolute. It did not warn. It did not fail. It killed instantly and without exception.

Serenity shook her head. "Just help me to break the curse." "It's not easy, the state in which you cursed him was emotionally powerful. It had hate, anger, mistrust and mourning... That curse is strong. Not to mention that it's given by one of the powerful witch..." Sabrina said and Serenity looked away in guilt. "Augustus can revive people" Serenity said. "If he kills her and revive her back then will it work... There must be some loophole in it." "Augustus can only revive those people whom he has killed... He might revive her back but there are chances that the curse won't break and if she dies out of natural causes then he can't revive her"

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."

she demanded at once. “I am cursed…or I was cursed.” I said and Kylo squished my hand. “My Luna and my pack went through a big tragedy, Alpha Zenith. A half-witch cursed her to be the misery of my pack, and after our coronation, the curse started to happen. And the only way to cut the curse was her death, we asked the Hybrid Reaper’s help but he created a bond with her. I hope you can help us cut it.” She looked at me, and pity lingered in her eyes.

Jamal asked shakily. "Sit down back and stay silent till he finishes" Abu ordered. Jamal slowly sank back into his seat while Forbes continued. "He was cursed by Naja a winter witch because of his mother and my wrongdoings to the witch, he was cursed to be emotionless" Forbes paused, trying not to break down before the council. "We searched endlessly for a cure but could not find one until now, unfortunately the cure happened to be A Sheba, the witch's daughter"

After a year of learning and practice, They both journeyed far and wide to exorcist all those that were cursed and also killed their pact demons, but as destined could have it they couldn't finish their job and most demons end up choosing another avatar, now it seems his son was also choosing. His master was killed in a fight by a strong demon, which made him feel bad, and wanted to succumb to darkness. But was later able to keep the legacy because it was a dying wish from his master. Now it seems life has also cursed him, his loved ones keep getting killed innocently and his son was cursed, he was now going to pass on that legacy to his son, hoping he wouldn't fall into the wrong path and r

I am not letting a curse produce more curses It replays in my head and my chest stings more. Ofcourse curse bring with it pain. I am cursed therefore pain is me.......

Cassian Reed - Journalist (DECEASED). "Cassian Reed," Kara whispered. "We... we killed him." She scrolled down. There were hundreds of names. "This isn't a game," she gasped. "Oh my god, it's a hit li—" Suddenly, her screen glitched. Red pixels ate the text. The names scrambled into garbage characters. ERROR: FILE CORRUPTED. SYSTEM: Anti-Cheat Protocol Detected. Unauthorized Data Deleted. "No!" Kara screamed, hitting her keyboard. "No, no, no! I had it! I saw it!"

I asked, “I’m not insinuating anything like that, but I know you feel something when you give her that strange look, or when you avoid looking at her all together.” The things he had told me, I wanted to believe they were glimpses at something more—a peek behind the mask he put on for the world. Everyone knew of the Game Master, the cursed and untouchable king, but not the boy who had wrongly cursed his brother, who had his family ripped from him without warning. “Why does it matter, Rachel?” He chuckled, but it just wasn’t as convincing as the first time. The navy blue in his eyes darkened to a near perfect shade of black, almost matching up with his pupils.

--- The Warning As Evelyn finished her tale, the group sat in silence, the weight of her words sinking in. “So, the game is cursed,” Mia said flatly. “Great.” “It’s more than that,” Evelyn said. “The game is alive. It adapts to those who play it, testing their deepest fears and desires. And it doesn’t let go easily.” Anna shivered. “Do you think it’s done with us?” Evelyn’s expression darkened. “I don’t know. But if it isn’t, you must be prepared. The game has a way of pulling people back in.”