Three Unforgivable Curses Novels & Stories

Shelaine faked a cough before she answered. "There are two kinds of curses; the sacred curse and the mortal’s curse. Like what you've said, the sacred curse is given by the gods. Any curse that is given by the gods are considered as sacred even when they would cause danger. Like what you've said again, it is only given to people who have sinned greatly or the fruit of that sin. Mortal’s curse is given by normal people like us who can cast curses to inflict pain to others. These two have a big difference in effect since sacred curses are made by gods and mortal curses are only made by humans," Shelaine explained lengthily that only made Luna roll her eyes. Her thought was right. She'd never t

Tilting her face toward the inky sky, she channeled the spell she'd written and pushed into Mara's mind so her sister could document her words. "In this the darkest night, I bring upon a curse to life. Love has been stolen because of hate, and in this act they have sealed their fate. Until three-by-three shall walk this earth, these two families will forever search. No love will last or ever be found. In this I seal, in this they're bound. Upon when three sets of eyes of green are born alongside blue of the brightest morn, only then will the fated see the secrets I have hidden from thee. Three tasks await to set the cursed free." She brought her gaze to the minister, whose face had gone ashe

The wrongness. With Shifters, we’re one with our spirit animals, but the Wyres are cursed. Their spirits had been mutilated, twisted into a completely different being—a being that mirrors the ruthlessness and darkness of their souls. The first Wyre had been a monstrous man, a killer who had no qualms about taking what wasn’t his. He insulted a witch, forcing his pack to live the rest of their existence separated from their spirits. Two minds, one body. It would make anyone go mad.

“No, what does it mean?” “Lucy is one of the Cambions, the half demons, the ones prophcied to kill the Nephilim.” Ornais pointed out, staring off. Daniel had no idea what he was talking about. He knew about the prophecy but he never really paid attention to what it really said. All he knew was that if he managed to fuck up collecting Abigial’s soul Azazel, Abaddon, and Lucifer would have not only his head but Elizabeths as well. Now that the deal with the Seven was secure, Daniel no longer had to play their little game.

Niniane said with a nod. "How was Ravana cursed?" Layla asked curiously. "By the first chosen. With his last breath, he gave Ravana exactly what he wanted. An immortal life, but with a few ultimatums. He would never see the sunlight again and he must drink the blood of others to sustain his immortality. So, the first vampire was born. But instead of being given the blessing of creating healers, all he would be able to bring to this earth was more death." Layla was silent as she took in Ninian's words.

Though I was in an advantageous position, I approached Joey cautiously. Before going to Black Furies, Orathe had warned me, "Remember, be careful of the Black Furies royal members' curse at the last moment of the battle. The Heimann's bloodline has a special Gift; they can choose to exchange their soul for a curse. Instead of returning to Moon Goodness after death, they turn into black flames that chase after the person they hated the most during their lifetime. That flame can't be extinguished by water unless the enemy is burned to ashes. It is one of the most terrifying curses, so you must be cautious. Alisha, I am giving you the Moon Stone of our pack; it can stop the curse. So, during th

He wriggled his body, in a desperate attempt to shake off the curse as if it was just dust. "But I am no woman like you," she glanced at the unmoved clutch of cloth that covers the babe, "though moved by my wrath, I could never hurt the innocent that you will sire into this world. Yet, I will not look past the enormities of your doing, and so as the last of my mercy on your kin, these words will break the curse: only united hearts arise from the flames of betrayals and sins shall be freed." Waves of moon's power was delivered once more to Ganur's skin, settling in to every fibre of his being, sealing the curse completely. Satisfaction sits well in Orav's heart, but still the fire was not ext

fuck fate and its stupid eyebrows. The contract was activating. The seal was awakening. And Theo, who had spent centuries hating humans for reasons even he no longer remembered, was being forced to kneel before one. Slowly, Theo felt the final condition. The binding would only be complete through a kiss—an ancient rite, older than language. Refusing it meant death. His spirit would burn, along with the last remnant of Nexus’s power inside him. Theo stared at her, face twisted in loathing.

Shadows flicker red beneath my door now, dancing like cruel spirits. “Run!” The word echoes in my skull. The door bursts inward in a spray of sparks and splintered wood. Flames roar behind a towering silhouette. A man steps through the fire. I cannot see his face — only the outline of him carved in burning light. And his eyes. They glow. Not with reflection. With power. The world fractures into red and gold. Heat devours everything. The scream tears from my throat— I wake choking on smoke that isn’t there. My room is dark. Quiet. Whole.

“Where I control myself.” Her gaze lifted to mine. “This is where you came… that night?” “Yes.” She hesitated, then asked softly, “Why does it happen to you…What's the beast they talk about?” I exhaled slowly. “It’s a curse. When it happens, it demands blood. The only good thing is that it makes me stronger in battle. Deadlier. But it also takes from me…eats me slowly” She stepped closer to me. “Then why did it take over when we were kissing?”