Unforgivable Curses Novels & Stories

"I let my pain blind me. I let my hatred poison generations. I cursed a man who was not his father. I punished the innocent for the sins of the guilty." She stepped closer to Lucian. Her eyes searched his face. "Your great-grandfather was a coward," she said. "He broke my heart and let his wife destroy my sisters. But you are not him. You have never been him. You chose love over fear. You chose hope over despair. You broke the curse not with power, but with love." Tears filled Lucian's eyes. "I forgive you," Morganna said. "I forgive your bloodline. The curse is broken. The beast is gone. May you and your family know peace for all the days to come."

"But do you have the power to back up your words?" I stood tall, despite the trepidation creeping up my spine. "I'll find a way to break the curse. For Alexander's sake." And he said my power could break his curse Arachne's laughter echoed through the forest, the wind swirling around us. "We'll see about that," she said. "But first, you need to understand the true nature of the curse." "Tell me," I demanded. Arachne's expression turned grave. "The Curse of Lucifer was forged in darkness and blood. He was banished, instead of him to seek redemption he committed more crimes, he poison human's mind he makes them commit a lot of sins.

Silas's voice was edged with disbelief, as if grappling with the idea of supernatural forces at play. Ezra turned his attention to Lady Athena, his curiosity piqued. "What kind of curse are we dealing with, exactly?" Lady Athena's gaze held a mixture of solemnity and concern as she began to explain. "A demonic curse is a potent form of dark magic, woven in a way that links the victim to a malevolent entity, in this case, a demon. The victim becomes a conduit for the demon's influence, their emotions, thoughts, and even actions manipulated by the curse. It's a sinister form of control, and demons often utilize it to spread chaos and further their own agendas."

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.

I spat. "The curse only activates when you do evil. The more wrong you do, the deeper it spreads. When I burned you it was my deepest wish that you never hurt another the way you did with me. It was never supposed to be more than that…but you never stopped.” “No…impossible…” he spat, his grip faltered, and I held on. “What's impossible is you not knowing your limits, Christoff. Your spite has turned a simple warning into this monster.” He stumbled back, shaking his head. I coughed, wincing as I swallowed, “

"Get me the girl, or the next time the curse takes hold, I won't be there to help you hold it back. You’ll burn with the rest of them." The connection snapped shut, leaving me standing in the dark. I let out a roar of frustration and swept my arm across the dresser, sending glass vials and heavy wooden bowls flying across the room. They shattered against the stone walls, but the noise didn't make me feel any better. I kicked a chair, watching it splinter, and cursed Liam’s name under my breath. He was so blinded by his own "morals" that he couldn't see we were all heading for a cliff. I needed that curse lifted, and I wasn't going to let his sudden conscience ruin my life.

Too— Weak. Alpha Derek of Edgeland leans forward, voice cutting. “Maybe if you focused more on finding the source of the curse rather than believing in some prophecy, you’d be able to heal your bloodlines.” The air turns volatile instantly. Gavin’s chair scrapes. “She will come,” he insists, voice shaking with restrained fury. “I don’t think you realize how much I’ve done to try to figure out what the problem is.” Alpha energy begins to press outward, thick and dangerous.

"Can you tell me a bit about your story? A brief plot or something like that. Maybe I can help you with the ending." Although I wasn't really good at endings. "It's all about two angels that have been cursed by a demon." He still was looking at the air. "What's the demon's cursed against them?" I wanted him to look at me. I was trying to reach for his eyes but he kept on moving his hed sidewards just to avoid my gaze. "The guy will live forever. He will live forever in human world. He will never die," he cleared his throat. "Never." "That's a curse?" My brows crossed. "But isn't that what almost everyone wants? To live forever or at least longer."

She pushed William hard after she had slapped him on the cheek. "You are bastard!" shouted Leona then walked quickly leaving the boy who was still frozen in place. After Leona's departure, William snorted in annoyance, "This is like a slap from a woman? You weak," he muttered. "Let me show you what the word bastard really means to that hypocrite girl. The game is just about to begin, Leona Russel," William whispered as he stared at the door to Leona's room which had just closed roughly. *** To be continued...