The Cursed Novels & Stories

She left a parasitic curse behind. It was an ancient, forbidden alchemical spell known to the dark covens of the southern fronts—the Bond-Dampening curse. It was a slow-acting poison designed to target the unique biological frequency of a fated-mate bond. It didn't kill the body; it methodically erased the spiritual recognition between two wolves, turning a soul-deep connection into a vast, empty void.

It always happens whenever I'm scared. "Calm down, Cara, lest you reveal your powers to him," Hana whispers angrily. "If that happens we can kiss this place goodbye because we'll be thrown out as bad bloods." Bad bloods. Otherwise known as the Ruined, or the Cursed. The spoilt apples.

Two doctors in surgical scrubs, speaking in low voices that suggested confidential discussion. "—finally got the consult results back on the council member's son," one was saying. "Three different curse specialists, and none of them can figure out how to break it completely." "How old is the kid?" the other asked. "Five. Can you imagine? Some bastard cursed a five-year-old with advanced blood work. The ethics alone—" "What kind of symptoms?" "Seizures, organ deterioration, magical instability. They've been managing it with temporary fixes, but without breaking the curse at its source, he's not going to make it past adolescence."

My voice cracked on the words because I was certain that he did love me. Confusion marred her perfect features. “Is he sick?” Because truly, that would be the only other problem. “He's cursed.” I blurted out. “Cursed?” She sounded disbelieving. “Yes, cursed.” I spent the next few minutes explaining Brian's curse, his age, the death of his prior mates, and the future event of my possible death.

"The Crimson Zone, Riana? That place is... cursed. The legends speak of a darkness that consumes all who enter." His words hung in the air, heavy with foreboding. Cursed. It was a word that carried weight, a word that evoked images of ancient evils and unspeakable horrors. The Crimson Zone was not just a dangerous place; it was a place of damnation, a place where souls were lost and hope was extinguished.

I could have been consumed, my obituary unwritten, or my death concealed beneath a fabricated account. I shuddered at the mere thought, releasing a sharp breath. "Please, enlighten me. What exactly is transpiring here?" "My brothers and I are afflicted by a curse," Caspian confessed, his voice heavy with the weight of it. I blinked, my entire body becoming still as I listened intently.

"My Prince, you are awake.. What happened, I heard a loud thud and I rushed in to see you sprawled on the floor.. Are you okay?" I stated at him and back at myself... I am cursed but I am different.. I have been cursed since I was an infant and my cure is a Sheba but I am different now because she is my cure and she has healed me. Sarafina. "I think I have my memories back, Khan" * * *

Cammie looked at me dumbfounded. "Seriously?" she finally asked. "Yes," I nodded. "I don't make it up." "But how could she be the cause?" "She's not normal, Cammie," I said. "You'd already told me that," Cammie pointed out. "No, I mean she's not like anyone else," I said and tried to force the words. "She's- a psychic-vampire." "A psychic what?" Cammie echoed out bewilderingly. "A succubus if you prefer," I said again. "You read a lot. You know what dhampire is. You better know what a succubus means!"

he walked ahead without waiting for a reply. “Wait,” I grabbed his arm, glaring. “I need answers not an exorcism.” “What do you want to know?” “I want to know if there is a way to break the curse on the redcursed. Also, about if there is another type of curse that fed of the non-human in Dotoria.” “Very well. Until now, there no cure for the curse and there is no other curse than the one on the redcursed. Dotoria is a land protecting the humans. Now that you got your answer, you can leave. It happens we are waiting for an important visitor.”

With that, Alex slowly lowered the hand symbol. A terrified expression appeared on Colton’s face. He wasn’t satisfied with this outcome. He was only one step away from the Immortalization stage, and now, he was actually going to be killed by an ant. “Blood Curse. I know about the Blood Curse. There’s a Blood Witch in the Japan division. She knows all spells related to curses. I can take you to her,” Colton said. The Ksitigarbha’s hand symbol Alex summoned halted in the air.