The Cursed Prince Series Novels & Stories

"I do want to do what you just said, great King. But I can't leave when you need my help. Tell me what the Cursed is and how to find it and I'll gladly relieve you all of it." "So kind..." "How can he be so selfless...?" "He wants to risk his life for us...?" Murmurings continued. "The Cursed isn't a thing but a mortal" The Priestess mumbles and stops letting her word sink into him before continuing; "he was our first King and creator. A mortal who sought power and got it. Being so powerful he killed himself and built the kingdom you see. He was called the God of the underworld. But at a time his power infiltrated his head and he started killing us. He killed and killed until he killed a God

Even with dawn pinking the horizon, the burning sun rising into the sky, he found he could move, he was awake. He was very weak, true, but he wondered how much he could move during the day if he’d had just a little more of her blood, or more, if he made her his queen. As with his brother, Tamsin, his curse had another side to its coin too. With a queen by his side, inflicted with the same curse as he, bound to him for all of forever, the sun would no longer immobilize him. It could still burn his flesh, true, but he could move indoors or underground. He also wouldn’t need to feed but once a month on the night of the full moon. As it stood now, he had to feed every night, or he would descend

Suddenly, from the corner of the room, their mother’s voice rose in a broken wail. “Carla! Don’t take one of my children. It’s just me… It’s just me. Don’t make them suffer!” The plea cut through the air like a knife, raw and pleading. Their mother’s eyes were wide with terror, her bound hands twisting against the ropes as she rocked back and forth. The name “Carla” hung in the room like a summoned ghost, a tangible thread linking the present torment to the sins of the past. Eloise and Elena exchanged a glance heavy with shared dread—the curse was stirring again, drawing closer, its tendrils reaching for what little they had left.

"He swore to protect your family long ago. And he never broke his vow. But your ancestor mistreated her so bad that she had enough wrath to curse your entire bloodline. She curses your blood, my prince. She whispers madness in every ear of Harlow's bloodline, and none of you can resist that. However, you are special in her eyes. Your good looks also captivated her heart. She wants to be with you, but that is not possible. Your forms are different. What's more, she is not the true love destined for you. She thought, if she couldn't have you, she won't let any other girl have you. That's why you can't lust over another woman, my prince. She won't let you. She won't let any other girl, includin

It looked like throne of kingdom Ostoban was cursed, soon even royal warlock confirmed that it was ‘Tarbone curse’ which spell casted by some powerful witch on throne of Ostoban and entire Zanis family. 5 pure blood prince of Zanis family lost their lives under this curse and now only one younger prince named prince ‘Edmund Zanis’ was left to official crowned as prince, but he cannot take responsibility of throne unless and until it is still curses, seeing this royal family asked their royal warlock, priest and Taoist to help them and break this spell but they all surrender saying that it was curse by some strong witch with great power, they even said only she can break this curse.

“Have you heard about the princes? They’re cursed. Some say they won’t see the end of the year.” I forced a light laugh, though my pulse quickened. “Sounds like kitchen gossip to me.” “Maybe,” Maris shrugged, “but Queen Vivian’s been pacing the halls at night. And guess who arrived just in time to… comfort them?” Her smile was sly. “Aurora. Walked in like she owned the place. Already has the twins looking her way.” Tessa said I smiled faintly, tucking away every word. Maris kept talking, her voice low like she was telling me something dangerous. “They say a witch cursed them. Blood, love, betrayal—it’s all mixed in. No one knows the whole truth, but every time the princes try too hard, they

Laura. “I am making you. The Cursed One.”

“But the answers you seek are not the ones you need.” I narrowed my gaze. “Then tell me what I need to know.” She pulled up a crooked and strange smile. “You come with questions about a girl. But you should be more concerned about the fire chasing your bloodline.” I stared, unblinking. “The curse has returned,” she said. “Passed from the blood of your fathers to your crown. The price has come due. You will die soon… if you don't do the right thing.” “What right thing?” I asked, my voice low. “Speak plainly.”

His eyes were intimidating. Rina stepped back quickly into the kitchen. Her heart pounded. In the back of the kitchen, a servant girl whispered, “They saw you.” “No, they didn’t,” Rina said. “They did. I swear it. Both of them. Especially the quiet one.” “Stop,” Rina said firmly. “Nothing happened.” “They’re princes, Rina. You’re… you know.” “I’m cursed. I know.” The girl fell silent. Later that night, Rina sat alone in her tiny room.

, Tash laughter echoes around the room earning the stair of everyone. "Come on, sunshine. No need to act all royalty. We vampires only let the strongest rule over us and not the weakest of the weak. You couldn't even take out Susan, how can we then trust you with our lives. Come off it now. You are weak and always will be. No one respects you and that proves alot. So no Sasha Bahedia Vahemir, the future sourde de san, the only survival of the Vahemir household and a mistake of a Vahemir, the cursed premonition, a princess who doesn't know her root isn't fit to be Queen. What will you teach your subordinate, huh?", Tash's words cut so deep that it is going to leave an eternal scar. "We don't