Vecna Curse Novels & Stories

I didn’t know if I wanted to scream or sob. “How?” I asked, voice small. He sat back on his heels, jaw tight. “The curse works by corrupting memory. The more they twist what you remember, the easier it is to turn you against yourself. Against everything.” I nodded. I knew that part. I’d felt that part. “But I’ve been dosing myself with witchbane,” he said. “The original compound. Before Magnus had the last herbalist killed. It doesn’t make me immune....it just gives me time to fight it.”

Old, untamed, and wrong. Kaelen stood beside her, one hand on the hilt of his blade, the other fisted around a rune-carved talisman Veera had given them for protection. Behind them, Ardyn and Halden worked to construct a makeshift ward circle while Veera surveyed the area with her twin daggers drawn. “This place reeks of forgotten curses,” Veera muttered. “Like it remembers pain and wants to share.” Kaelen nodded grimly. “It’s a memory graveyard.”

“Our pack was the crescent. The Alvuelas were concerned about power, they wanted to rule the entire werewolves pack with the tip of their fingers. It wasn’t in favour of the other packs as they have predicted how toxic the leadership will be, they prefer to be ruled by their own alpha since there is an alpha in every pack. The Alvuelas used violence and threatened the other subordinate packs with the death of their whole pack. They didn’t have much choice than to follow his influence and voted the Alvuelas in power. But there were two heroes from the crescent pack that stood against the whole process. They stood up against the Alvuelas which they didn’t know could lead to their death. The Al

I wrinkled when Papa asked me. I looked at him. "Yes. Someone who was branded as evil and the enemy of Wysteria." "Hmmm..." Papa nodded. But the slight twinkle in her eyes did not escape my eyes. Somehow, I thought they turned red, in a matter of milliseconds. I blinked a few times. I am sure that I did not hallucinate or that my eyes are playing on me. But it could be those changes...are just part of his ability. "Venenata Negra's natural enemy is the faeries, so if a human will drink, the curse will leap. But that is just my theory for now." I dismissed what I saw and pretended I wasn't shaken.

Thane's expression was studiously neutral, Vera was examining the ceiling with great interest, and Aunt Marta and Uncle Henrik both looked slightly pink but said nothing. "Sorry," Sena said quietly, though she didn't sound very sorry. "Don't apologize," I told her. "I'm not sorry for claiming my mate." "How are you feeling?" Vera asked carefully. "You looked... intense when you arrived." "Better now." It was true. The desperate, clawing need had eased, leaving me more clear-headed than I'd been since waking up. "But it's only temporary. The curse is getting stronger." "One more day," Thane said quietly. "One more day until the full moon."

Ancient and powerful: “Drogo Vealor. You were chosen to protect. To rule with balance. Yet you have spilled the blood of your fated mate. Intent does not cleanse the act. You raised your hand in vengeance. You chose wrath over mercy. You chose hatred over destiny. For this, you are cursed for eternity.” The force released me, and I felt the curse mark burning through my skin. Each cracks burned and stabbed like hell. Every part of me trembled and burned uncontrollably.

"What the hell did I just see?" "You’ve really pissed someone off, luna." Rome responded, pursing his lips. "You’ve got a rather strong curse on you." "Curse?" I repeated, not sure if I believed what he said. "And what kind of curse is it?" "It is a Vindicta curse." Rome explained. "It seems that you’ve done something to highly offend the caster." "I mean, that is a possibility." I agreed. After all, my past was marred with lots of death and hate. "But if I do have such a curse on me, how do I get rid of it?"

Teacher Lavin claps both of his hands to Teo quick responses. “Yes, that's the reason why it was called the curse planet. Because every wolf and vampire that live there that get caught by someone that had the ability to hunt and tame or can also be called a ‘Hunter’ in the mouth of humans in there will burn them with fire alive and watch them scream in agony until they can no longer make any more sound”

"Tell me what you know about this curse. Tell me why Nero never told me." She flinched at the intensity of my voice, but I could see the resolve hardening in her expression. With a shaky breath, she began to speak, her words tumbling out in a rush as if she couldn't hold them back any longer. "Nero's generation... they bore the curse of the moon's goddess," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. "The curse is that they would not feel the mate bond, even if their mate did until they proved themselves worthy of their mate's affection."

It was unusual for Ethan to be so expressive, even to laugh so loudly. "Well you don't know William, Leona. William Redorge. A very famous action film actor and-" "Yeah I know that. He's a famous actor, and?" "Come on, Ethan! Let's go quickly!" interrupted William. Ethan cleared his throat. After that he rose from his position. "Okay, Miss Russell, looks like I have to go now, before the ferocious wolf attacks me," said Ethan. William glared at his cousin and assistant. Ethan could always call him a 'wolf' in front of Leona. What if the girl gets suspicious?