The King Of Curses Novels & Stories

“It’s not possible. I can’t put people under heavy curses. I am answerable to my heads.” “I can’t let her pregnant again. The king would accept her second pregnancy too.” Alda was desperate. “Then there is just one solution. I can curse her that she will only fall pregnant if true love touches her.” “What are you talking about? The King loves her. What if she does it this time?” “According to my magic, King doesn’t love her. He is just infatuated because of her beauty.” “I don’t believe you… You should have seen the look on King’s face whenever his eyes fall on her face and …”

“No. You have to reverse it.” “I cannot, our next ten generations will not see magic, it would turn into Myth. I Curse that we will continue to protect ourselves with Magic, the ones that would leave us lifeless but will not be used for anything else. I curse that you and every of our male descendants who seats on this throne after you will died of a sword through the stomach unless he loves truly and is unable to hurt his queen. I curse that the position will be a burden and one full of thorns of family who will try to betray the ruler. Until the foreigner arrives.” Trisha coughs out, the king was frozen, watching his wife and his beloved curse something which they had built with their hand

I cherished those the most and hoped that someday God would permit me to meet them in this life after the war. "Hmm... You have a great vision of love. I somehow envy you..." he suddenly commented playing with my hair. I smiled at him. "Don't be. You don't know how much love you are receiving right now. You are blessed by the Moon Goddess..." He chuckled wryly. "I am because I am the Alpha King. But personally, I am loathed by many. They hated me for who and what I am." "And why is that?" "It's because I was born cursed, Amarantha. I am born cursed..." he told me.

“Our pack was the crescent. The Alvuelas were concerned about power, they wanted to rule the entire werewolves pack with the tip of their fingers. It wasn’t in favour of the other packs as they have predicted how toxic the leadership will be, they prefer to be ruled by their own alpha since there is an alpha in every pack. The Alvuelas used violence and threatened the other subordinate packs with the death of their whole pack. They didn’t have much choice than to follow his influence and voted the Alvuelas in power. But there were two heroes from the crescent pack that stood against the whole process. They stood up against the Alvuelas which they didn’t know could lead to their death. The Al

God. "Hey! There's talk that we have a new King?" at the same time Lavisha and I immediately turned to our side. "Yes, that's true. Do you remember that the former King Gatlin allegedly had a Son? Then, our ancestors allegedly cursed his Son, because King Gatlin loved someone and he broke the law." the People had gathered and I could see the shock on their faces. "Then, they even say that the Cursed Son of the former King turns it into a wolf when it comes to twelve o'clock in the morning," I could no longer bear it.

The King clearly pointed out all perverted men and the Duke felt his heart clench. He knew he stood nowhere in the bargaining. The King made sense. “You will be allowed to pay a visit now and then. Plus, if she miraculously makes it past the curse then she would be the next queen. So choose wisely.” The King condescendingly walked to them and smirked seeing the duke giving it a thought. It was tough but it was for the best. He hates to know that his daughter is being used as bait against the Prince’s curse but it was better than not knowing how she was doing after his demise.

"Communicable? Do they know that the curse was placed on the throne and not me? Whoever sits on this throne is the curse. I am only sacrificing myself for them." "I know that my king, but they don't," George said. "Fools," Calhoun commented. "Such folly as I have never seen before! Those tiny human girls that I could squeeze by just wrapping my tiny finger around their bodies? They dare to gossip about their king." George began to feel as if he had said too much. "Ignore them, my king. A time shall come when you shall have an heir and their mouths will be shut." Calhoun tsked. "Have an heir? That's not exactly possible. Except if Diana had somehow broken the curse. But then she would have be

What kind of terrible mother am I? The king shushed her, "shh, please stop beating yourself up. I don't want your health to be affected. Everything that happened was done by Meela. She solicited the help of a dangerous witch who cursed Kathy. That was the reason we all hated her. I am even appalled by the fact that I almost hung someone to death, how much more the fact that she is our princess. But I know we were all under the influence of the witch's curse. I feel better that she is with Mason. Everything surely makes sense now. The prophecy said that she would marry Mason but because of the curse, Mason ended up asking for Athena's hand in marriage.

When he got to where I was he slowly knelt to my level. Papa please, I know you hate me but I didn’t kill mother, why do you hate me so much? I have tried being a good daughter. I didn’t complain about being the pack slave and I don’t mind being one but sending me to my death. I’ve done literally everything you asked for. Why can’t you just forgive me. My father looked down at me with this uncertainty in his eyes as he slowly grabbed my long blonde hair. “You are cursed Isolde” he whispered calmly as the words cut deeply into my heart, making me whimper as I looked at him.

The Queen sneered; her breath blew his face like a sweet breeze, "I wouldn't have to be the Queen if he just obeyed my order, like all the other ones before him." "The King --" Erebus mumbled. Not even the Queen noticed, but there was a streak of light flew through his eyes. "He wanted to be a real king." The Queen chuckled, "Isn't that funny? Though the descendant of magic, he is now a werewolf. And werewolves, obey." Erebus pressed down the anger surging inside him and took a deep breath: "What did the King wanted?" The Queen's light snort became such a laugh that she barely could stand still: "He wanted to lift the curse of the werewolves!"