Tiger's Curse Series Novels & Stories

Atreus inhaled loudly and rubbed his eyes with his fingers for a moment before narrowing his eyes at her with a dark look that she'd never seen before. "Fine, Layla," he bit out with a sneer. "You really want to know? I'll tell you. Ravana is the one who placed a curse on me." "A curse?" Layla asked, confused. "Yes, a blood curse. He was the one who trapped me, the reason why I was stuck waiting for centuries. Unable to escape the pitless black of my tomb," he muttered. "But why?" she asked, confused. "If I tried to explain why that twisted b*stard makes the choices he does, we would be here all night. That is just who Ravana is. The demon you are currently placing your faith in."

But now he had made a big mistake. When we got close to their territory we stopped and studied the map one last time. We knew the borders. We knew where the alpha usually stayed. We knew the positions of his main warriors. I had trained my men well. We moved without making a sound. Werewolves have sharp ears that can hear from miles away so we used only hand signs. No words. Every step was silent. I had taught them how to walk like ghosts. We split into our positions. Talon and Caden went to their own areas. I stayed at my own point. My heart beat steady. This was what I lived for.

Jordan said. "And what is that," Minx asked from where she sat on his bed. "Many years ago our ancestors broke her trust by denying her after she had his child, she bore the first of the wolf-blood witches and she was the one that made the werewolf curse" he paused for a while and the room fell silent.

"It's not something I really want to think about." Christopher turned the box over in his hand. "Well, it's something you should," he stated. "I'm not sure how much Sawyer has told you, but as a part of the curse, it's said that if he can't find his mate and the bond fails, Sawyer and the girl who is with him on that night will burn to death under the red moon."

“You’ll have to do better than that, boy.” Danial’s heart sank, but he refused to back down. He clenched his fists again, channeling more energy into the flames. The fire surged higher, forming into a massive tiger, its fiery form roaring with power. The tiger lunged toward the Curse King, jaws wide open, ready to strike.

Ziom growled low in my skull, restless, uneasy. The curse… it is awake. For years, I had carried it quietly, the punishment laid upon me by the Moon Goddess for my father’s sins. It had been dormant for months, weakened by Zara’s absence, softened by distance. But now… it has begun hunting me. I could feel it moving through the territories, sniffing, testing, probing for weakness. My wolf thrashed in frustration. It comes for you, Alpha. You cannot hide. I clenched my fists. I am not afraid of it. Yet a flicker of unease gnawed at me. The curse was cunning, patient, and relentless. And I could feel it circling closer, like a predator sensing its prey.

Author's P.O.V. Mr. Escobar walked back to his car, he got in and the driver drove off. "Where boss?" His driver asked as they drove out of Nicholas's mansion. "Back to the office, I was told, I am needed urgently at the office", Mr. Escobar replied. Throughout the drive, Mr. Escobar couldn't stop thinking about what could have happened if he wasn't around. The curse was a dark curse, which was capable of destroying any alpha and also making them wolfless. The only cure to such a curse was the blood of an older Alpha, Lunar, Beta, or Delta. If he wasn't around, Nicholas could have been wolfless by now, because there ain't any older Lunar, Beta, or Delta in the pack. "What could have

A freak accident that left me completely alone in the world. But now, I couldn’t help but wonder. Were they werewolves too? Had they known this would happen to me? Alaric said the curse didn’t activate unless you killed someone. If they were werewolves, had they never triggered the curse? Or was it something else entirely? I glanced at the window, where the light of the setting sun was fading, giving way to the night. The full moon was coming. I could feel it—a strange hum at the back of my mind, growing stronger with each passing moment.

“The night I first got my wolf, I was cursed but I don’t know who placed the curse on me. All I know is that the curse was placed on me by a woman because I hear her voice in my head sometimes. My parents and I did everything we could to break the curse, but in the end, our research led us to a cure.” “And by cure you mean me?” “Yes.” “But how?” “Daisy, you are a hybrid and you come from two powerful bloodlines. You’re a half-witch and half-wolf, and you’re an Alpha’s descendant, not just any ordinary shewolf. The cure to the curse demands that I must be bound to a hybrid like you and the bond will break the curse, but if that doesn’t happen, my fate will end up being to suffer until death f

I grabbed the edge of the examination table to steady myself. “A curse?” My voice came out small. “What kind of curse?” Dr. Chen pulled up a chair, sitting so we were at eye level. “The kind designed with very specific purposes. From what I can see, this curse has three primary functions.” She tapped the screen, highlighting different areas. “First, it suppresses your wolf. Your wolf should be active, vocal, present. But the curse has bound it deep inside you, preventing it from emerging fully. That’s why you’ve never shifted, why you can’t access your wolf’s strength or instincts.”