The Cursed Prince Novel By Missrealitybites 소설 & 이야기

I sat on a wooden stool, surrounded by laughter and chatter, as the maids flitted around their tasks like cheerful bees. One of them, Mira, the curly-haired one, sat beside me, nibbling on a piece of bread. “You want to know something funny?” “Always,” I said, smiling. “I used to think Prince Damien was cursed because he never looked at girls. Ever.” I blinked. “What?” Another maid, Orla, piped up, “She’s right. The rest of the princes? They flirt with anything that breathes.” “That’s true,” Mira nodded. “Prince Crispin once invited me to 'test out the softness of his sheets.’”

I press my hand against my forehead, beginning to pace, even with my knee protesting as it does. When I look back at the Prince, he’s watching me with a calm expression, although his eyes suggest otherwise. They are ablaze with unreadable emotion, his full lips settled in a line. "My name is Hale,” he murmurs. He doesn’t offer his hand, and he doesn’t need to, because there is no way I would dare touch a pureblood. Even if his skin does look perfectly unflawed and temptingly…I shake my head. What am I thinking?

She had known there was something about him that didn’t quite fit, something otherworldly, but this? This was beyond anything she could have ever imagined. “But… but how?” Her voice trembled, and she felt the walls inside her crumble, piece by piece. “How is this possible?” Adrian’s face twisted in pain, and he stepped back, as if he couldn’t bear the weight of his own confession. “I was born in a time when curses were more common than mercy, and I was cursed by a vengeful god. For centuries, I’ve wandered the earth, searching for something—anything—to break free of the chains that bind me.”

“Your Majesty, as per the recent blood test I am agonized to tell that the condition of Prince is far worse than thought.” His mouth twitched hearing those words and he clenched his fist on the armrest. “Straight to the point, Len.” Alexander spoke not wanting to ponder more on the upsetting news. “It looks like the rumors of his curse aren’t rumors. I examined a sample of his semen from last few weeks and unfortunately it is too powerful to even adapt the surrogacy method.” Len’s words broke Sebastian’s heart.

“There, no one would ever guess you were a prince.” Her words are meant to soothe, but they sting. Because it’s true—I’m not a prince anymore, not for now. I am merely a cursed child hiding behind another name. I glance at the mirror next to the bed and barely recognize the boy staring back at me. The red is gone, replaced by a deep black that makes my pale skin seem ghostly. My cursed mark, the twisted scar beneath my left eye, looks even darker now. I touch it carefully, wincing. “We’ll need to hide this too.”

Whispers sliced through the silence. “The cursed prince found his mate?” someone gasped. “She is human!” another shrieked, like I was a cockroach on their food. Then an absolute asshole yelled, “One is cursed and the other is a human slave. What a joke!” Excuse you, sir. You are the joke.

I was hesitant but I asked anyway, "I can't seem to find anymore books regarding the cursed princess. Do you know anything about it?" "Well, Lady Erin, when you were born, your parents had it all burned to protect the family from such controversy. Some of it was destroyed during the war too so I don't know much about it too, but," Charlotte whispered softly as she continued, "It was said that the cursed princess was the most powerful one of them all." I chuckled, "That's impossible. I have no physical strength or power like the rest." "Legends has it that, the cursed princess was meant to be the destroyer of everything or its savior, the blood moon shall awaken such power within."

She changed everything in the kingdom including my mom's simple recipe for the royal family. I knew the moment she stepped into the grand ballroom hall with her red bareback dress as my father took her hand for a dance on the night of his birthday, my life would change. It would gradually change. But I had no idea that change was dreadful for when I turned ten, I was banished when the high priest announced to everyone at dinner, "The Alpha King's heir curse is a threat to our pack. His cure can only be found in the human world!" At that time, my stepmother was already carrying his seed, the next in line to the throne.

Try to give us our Queen again, for if you do you will be rewarded; if not, it will be the worse for you. at these words the Prince, who had been growing more and more astonished, was fairly terrified, and dropping the book with a crash he sank back insensible. The noise he made brought his guards to his aid, and as soon as he revived they asked him what was the matter. he answered that he was so faint and giddy with hunger that he had imagined he saw and heard all sorts of strange things. thereupon, in spite of the King's orders, the guards gave him an excellent supper, and when he had eaten it he again opened his book, but could see none of the wonderful pictures, which convinced him that

“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?”