This Curse Is Just Awesome Novels & Stories

Gunner thought. "Did you just say cursed?" Madam Dera asked, seems she just understood the meaning of the words spoken by the wizard "But how?" She asked. Gunner returned his head to his consultation, he raised his head "This curse is so strong, the spells were sealed with a strong sacrifice and it is not penetrable, "this is..." He paused as he looked around "unto death" Kaiden's eyes watered. 'What have I done wrong!' He lamented mentally, the news pierced his very soul.

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

I let out a sudden, incredulous laugh, sharp as glass. "Oh, come on. Don't tell me there's a bloody Disney reference in there. True love's kiss. You cannot be serious." His mouth twitched, but his eyes remained dark. "I thought the same when I read it. I wanted to laugh it off too. But Lilith..." He tapped the page. "It's not a fairy tale. It's what happened." "But then how am I still alive? I should be dead. The curse contained immortality as well." Silence pressed in on us, heavy and tight. At last he lifted his eyes, absolute and unflinching.

"Just because I have the powers to communicate with spirits doesn't mean I'm a witch. It's a gift, not a curse!" "A gift? A gift?!" Aleksander scoffed, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Your so-called 'gift' has caused you nothing but trouble! How can you possibly claim it's a gift?" He took another step towards me and I took another backwards. "Because it's a part of who I am!" I shot back, my voice rising in passion.

Maybe my pain and anger could do something. I sat up suddenly, my hands trembling with fury, repeating the words through gritted teeth. “I curse anyone who wants my mate to die. I curse them all.” The room felt charged, like the air around me had thickened, but I didn’t know if it was just the intensity of my emotions or something else entirely. Could I really curse them? Could my pain, my rage, actually do something to stop this? I repeated it again, louder this time, as if willing the universe to hear me. “I curse anyone who wants my mate to die.”

Serenity shook her head. "Just help me to break the curse." "It's not easy, the state in which you cursed him was emotionally powerful. It had hate, anger, mistrust and mourning... That curse is strong. Not to mention that it's given by one of the powerful witch..." Sabrina said and Serenity looked away in guilt. "Augustus can revive people" Serenity said. "If he kills her and revive her back then will it work... There must be some loophole in it." "Augustus can only revive those people whom he has killed... He might revive her back but there are chances that the curse won't break and if she dies out of natural causes then he can't revive her"

Ares’ P.O.V. "Okay it's a mal curse placed by a great witch." Lucy held a proud gleam in her eyes, happy to have figured it out. Her face dropped quickly as she realized the news was bad. "Breaking this curse is like a two step process. A ridiculously hard, two step process, that I won't be able to help with either. You'll need a great witch to break the curse. Only a great witch's magic can break another great witch's magic."

Strength surges through me like lightning wrapped in blood. This isn’t the curse. It doesn’t feel like poison. It feels like truth. The truth of what I am. Cristof steps forward, his eyes glowing with celestial light. His Ascent blood thrums with ancient power as he studies me carefully. “The curse is gone.” The words strike me harder than any attack. Gone. I clutch my own arms, expecting the familiar inner burn of corruption… but there’s only smooth, warm energy flowing through my veins. Not human. Not monster.