The King Of Curses Novels & Stories

They tried all they could to stop the curse but it was all futile. When the royal family found out that they couldn't stop the curse, they made the first bride a sacrificial price to appease Qetiyah but that wasn't all. The royal family harbors a great secret that's could cause changes to the kingdom of Katula. The royal family was more than what the pack members thought about them. They were cruel, powerful, and full of authority. A thousand years passed and the curse continued with no way to stop it but fate had a lot for the new generation of the Anderson royal family

"He will fall in love with her, but she will hate him. She would be the lowlest of beings but he would crave her touch. She is his antidote, cure, that he can never have. He will be a blasphemy to his generation, she would be the one to redeem him. He is the cursed one. What don't you understand here?" "You mean my son is cursed, and this curse can be broken unless he meets her right? Meet who?" "Unless he meets his mate, who unfortunately for the both of them would never love him." "What!" The mother of the baby boy exclaimed. "Can't the moon goddess help him in locating his mate? Can't she help them fall in love?" The father asked the witch who just raised her eyebrows and laughed again hy

He prefers to be a strong and rebellious man in challenging action films. "This is not pure romance. In fact, the director chose you because you are considered very compatible with Peter's strong character," Ethan corrected. William sighed again, "no," he said then took a sip of his beverage. Not only a manager, Ethan is also William's cousin. The two of them grew up together since childhood. Ethan is the closest person to and knows all about William. Including the real identity of the 29 year old man, who is a werewolf. The existence of werewolves is like a joke to most of people in the world. But there are also those who believe, even obsessed with finding proof. But in fact, the creature

Gray hair painted his black hair despite his cold appeal, feelings of safe and familiarity came from him. "The blood of the late king Alejandro flows through you along with the curse. Melissa you are the Alpha and Micage you are the king, it is a title, a power meant for only one person but obviously the moon goddess had other plans and made you two to become one". "We already know all that story but not the curse. What curse are you talking about?", quick in getting his breathing under control Cage asked. "The curse of the balance. The curse of the Alpha King" He said not making any move to elaborate further.

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."

“How the fuck is this even possible…” “Simple,” the voice echoed beside me. “You want to break a kingdom, you don’t kill the king. You make him watch his queen suffer. That’s what this curse was designed for—torture through love.” I stepped closer to the Curse. It turned. A face formed in the bark-like mass—mocking, laughing. “You think you can devour me, little wolf?” it sneered. “I am born of hate, of centuries of pain. You are just—”

she demanded, her voice trembling between anger and fear. The spectral figure tilted its head, its gaze unyielding. “Your very bloodline is cursed. In order to save your kingdom, a king must fall. The sacrifice of one true heir will bind the curse... but at a cost beyond measure.” Ryker stepped forward, rage and anguish mingling in his eyes. “Who is this king? What sacrifice?” Darius, still reeling from his betrayal, could only stutter, “I... I don’t know…” His voice was a broken whisper as he backed away.

He begged me. "No, I will not. You tell me everything, and I will fix whatever happens to your king." I answered fiercely. He sighed and sat next to me. "Promise me you will not discuss this with anybody?" He whispered. I nodded my head as I agreed with his condition. "The king carried a generational curse which was given by a mermaid to his ancestors." He lowered his voice. "What curse?" I replied. "Shh..., lower your voice." He added. "It was the time when the king's great grandfather wanted to capture this island."

"Let me be clear, Violetta. You're nothing but my whore, for me to do as I deem fit with. If you truly wish to kill me, then I advise you get pregnant with my pulp, for that is the only way to break this curse, to ensure my death." "You have a lot to learn. I'm called the cursed king because I cannot die. I'm immortal, not unless I have an heir. I suggest you subject yourself to reading instead of making useless threats." "Have me. Don't have me. If you don't grow my seed in the next three full moons, I'll behead you myself and leave the birds to feed on you." Gohan's rough voice rumbled. "Do not think I will not. A warm hole for my cock will always be a warm hole. Your cunt isn't special."

I put on a straight face, but wanting to let them have the upper hand in this conversation. “What of it?” I questioned, raising a brow. Elder Rogers interjected, his tone sharp. “The curse makes you a liability, Alpha. You are unstable. You’ve brought order to the Blackburn Pack, yes, but the kingdom requires more than brute strength. A king must be in control and from what we’ve heard,” he locked gazes with the rest of the council members who nodded in agreement. “We heard that the curse has become even worse.”