Unforgivable Curses Novels & Stories

Thinking of this, James slowly closed his eyes and accessed the long-sealed Curse Magic from Franciscus’ inheritance. According to Franciscus’ classification, the Curse Magic had a total of six extremes. The first extreme curse targeted only a single individual within its attack range, cursing living beings of the same level and summoning and controlling an evil spirit. The second extreme curse covered an area within a radius of one light-year, summoning ten evil spirits of the same cultivation base to fight together. The third extreme curse covered an area within a radius of ten light-years, summoning an evil spirit one realm higher than oneself to fight together.

Elsa lay on her bed contemplating ,was it the right time for all this?She couldn't believe all that was happening around.She felt as if in a trance.How could she blurt out every dingle details to her mother?She didn't expect her mom to discuss it so openly to her dad .She was unable to look up at her dad who also seemed worried and tried avoiding her.She felt like a criminal and didn't know how to apologise for her folly.She had no idea what dad was going to do.She had been banned from attending her college!They said its because she is unwell but she surely was no fool to believe it

Dust was surrounded him and he was caughing a mouthful of blood. His vision was blurry, yet before he lose consciousness, the winds was on a fury as it roared through the dust that was poisonous at this point, “You dare to run havoc with such a lowly curses, you Devil! You have no fear, yet you seem to not remembering where you stood, you Devil!” That sudden, the dust was screaming when suddenly, a massive force guide them through the land below. “For your all the eternity plan, you still able to make such a mistake on coming back, you Devil! How a pity I was just on my misery, I could have chained you to that miserable darkness for such eternity you trying to behold!”

I smiled as we both held hands. "I know, anyway, I'm focused on the road. Rest for now, it looks like we're still far away." He resigned and I followed what he said. I leaned back and put on earphones. I looked outside for a moment before closing my eyes, whispering to myself; I love you BenChua but we are part of the mistake. We are the piece of Unforgiven Sins. Little by little I felt the weight of my eyelids and the only thing I heard from the song I was playing was I love you, goodbye.

That’s why only when the curse went into effect, did Reive see the black spider as large as life on the girl’s solar plexus. People gathered around Angelina and the necromancer. They made noise, tried to give advice and called for the healers. Reive paid them no attention. It was a matter of seconds. If he didn’t stop the curse, it would take Angelina’s life. The Undead King was rather competent at curses. In his time, he had himself created many invocations that had been almost impossible to break. It was simple just to touch a person while having a conversation and mark him with a drop of poison or saliva. Or maybe with a drop of ash or blood. After a certain time, the victim would pass on

“I curse you; the Alphas blood of the Olun clan to become immortal, unless they begged to be killed by pure blood witches like me. I curse you; the Alphas blood of the Olun clan to experience feeling the blood in your bodies burn to the depths of your souls at your rut period except if you find your mate. I curse you; Alphas blood of the Olun clan if you find mates but not love them to feel mental hell everytime you all slept with them.” “Hilena, stop it! You can curse like that, it’ll kill you.” Witch Una screams desperately at the woman who she loves like her disciple. “I feel so hurt, Elder. Like I’m being tortured. It’s so painful, so I need to make them share the same.” After spouting h

If really he had loved me these three years, this was the time to spill it out but instead he was being so unforgiving ,reminding me of something I knew nothing about. I took the chance to ask my pressing question all these years, “Have you ever imagine yourself loving me,even for once?’” I asked hopefully, expecting a positive answer. But his laughter followed suit . “Look Giselle, everything between us is purely business and pleasure, nothing more ,don’t ever forget that “ I knew it but my heart still bleeds hearing it from the horse’s own mouth. Julian didn’t just fail to love me but disrespected me as well. To escape this pit of agony, I have to hold on to the little sense of sanity I st

He finishes with a smirk and there comes that feeling again that makes tears burn in my eyes and cause terror in my heart. “You're lying; Vance promises he won't hurt me.” My lips quiver as I say those words loudly, and I don't even even believe them. He sneers. “Think about it, princess; your fate is to one day kill him. Now, Vance has tasted immortality and wealth, he has tasted power and authority; do you think he's going to let some girl get in the way of that? Trust me, Vance can get any girl that he wants.” He sighs and turns his back to me. “During the first century of being cursed, we weren't sure who was going to become our doom, so Damien and I got rid of our mates; however, Vance

he asserted, then ended the call. He glanced at me and commented, “Salem mentioned that a witch was involved. Please explain so I can know what curse or spell might have been placed upon you.” Wringing my hands, I told him about Willow. “She said her mother was a Goddess called Carrotwin or something,” I mumbled, causing him to chuckle. “It's Cerridwen, dear,” Sin stated with a smirk, then added, “You will be spell-free since nothing she does will affect a child of mine.”

Lily hesitated before opening it, her fingers trembling slightly as she read the words written by her ancestor: "To those who come after me, forgive my sins, for they were born of desperation. I sought prosperity but did not understand the cost. Now, it is up to you to restore what I have broken. May the land be healed. May you be free." Tears welled in Lily’s eyes. The curse had begun as one man’s mistake, but it had taken generations to finally undo it. Now, the responsibility of the vineyard’s future was in their hands—not as a burden, but as an opportunity.