Who Is The King Of Curses Novels & Stories

The weight of his words hit me like a brick to the chest. “They still need you,” he said, his tone bitter but matter-of-fact. “The curse is still not broken. Whatever their intentions were before they haven’t changed. And now…” He ran a hand through his hair, his frustration palpable. “Now, Catherine thinks she can use this situation to her advantage. To threaten me.” “The man who came earlier…?” I swallowed hard, piecing together the implications. “Works for both me and the Alpha Kings,” King admitted. “But his loyalty lies with me. He’s been feeding me information about their movements. And so far, they don’t know about the children.”

I stared at it abd my stomach turned, he had people trapped here, some were in their Wolf forms. There were so many of them and they were trapped behind iron bars, some unconscious, others barely able to stand. My heart broke. “What have you done?” The king smiled. “They are the key.” I stared at him. “What?” He walked toward one of the cages. “The curse that keeps me here was created by the first Veilborn Queen.” He looked back at me. “And her bloodline is the only thing capable of undoing it.” My hands trembled.

He murmured, his brows knitting together in concern. I quickly shook my head, not wanting him to dig too deep. “His Majesty and I had a heated argument at the office today and…” I paused, swallowing the memory. “I cursed him.” Royce pulled back slightly, stunned. He looked me over with disbelief. “The Alpha King is blessed by the Moon Goddess. No curse can touch him unless it’s one tied to his destiny from birth. Why would you curse His Majesty? What were you two even arguing about?” I sighed and looked away.

“Give me the boy!” Darius intercepted him with a savage roar, driving his claws deep into his father’s chest. “You will never touch them.” The ancient king gasped, dark energy leaking from the wound. “You… have become soft. But the curse… it will consume you both eventually.” Darius twisted his claws. “The curse ends today. With you.” With one final surge of power from both Darius and Kai through their soul bond, they overwhelmed the old king. His body crumbled into shadows and dust, the ancient evil finally destroyed.

“I never thought the new Alpha King would be a curse user.” “A curse user?” I asked, confused. “What’s that?” Lily pursed her lips. “I honestly don’t know much, but he controls and owns curses. A curse is different from the magic witches use. It’s born from our emotions, and mostly from our negative feelings. They’re everywhere around us. We don’t see them, but he does. Even the forest, the ground, and the animals have curse energy. He can own it all. And judging by how the forest turned barren earlier, I can tell he’s like the King of Curses.”

The forest of the cursed held haunted creatures, from the myths of the Blood Moon Pack to the nine packs under the Alpha King's rule, but I was an exception of these unique, cursed creatures. At night, they—the acclaimed cursed ones—would lurk at the dangerous trees, whistling in the air for their mates and families alike to join them and feast on unsuspecting werewolves who drove there at night. The one that rules supreme is the cursed one of us all. We call him the Beast, but it's no secret that it is Ragal, the one and only Alpha King. I hated the fact that he was king both of the werewolves and the cursed kind. If word got out about the things he did there at night, heads will roll and t

She pushed herself up slightly against the pillows, her voice ringing through the shadowed bedroom with surprising force. “Heartless people… You are demons!” she rasped, each word laced with venom. “You will regret what you’ve done to me. I curse you and your child. On the day I leave this world, I will charge you. I will take a life and ensure you live without peace. My spirit will haunt you until the end of your days!” Her voice echoed off the high ceilings, raw and haunting, before collapsing into a fit of coughing. Even in the grip of death, Carla poured every remaining ounce of her will into the curse.

She changed everything in the kingdom including my mom's simple recipe for the royal family. I knew the moment she stepped into the grand ballroom hall with her red bareback dress as my father took her hand for a dance on the night of his birthday, my life would change. It would gradually change. But I had no idea that change was dreadful for when I turned ten, I was banished when the high priest announced to everyone at dinner, "The Alpha King's heir curse is a threat to our pack. His cure can only be found in the human world!" At that time, my stepmother was already carrying his seed, the next in line to the throne.

she added, find reason outside. There, everything cover in white, but her mind play the memory of that premonition, of how this whiteness turn red in an instant. "Something's so devastating it risk the Alphas lives!" Shock, he look back, eyes bearing with hope. "You..." That strange her, was she just saw relief in in his eyes? "I am the King," he said, now with calm bearing. "The Alpha of all Alphas... So who dare to claim the destiny and fate to create chaos in this world?" He chuckled so happily that confuse her even more.

Even the faint hope of my father’s protection. And yet… beneath the despair, the sparks still burned. The pull I couldn’t deny. The terrifying truth that bound me to the man who had just claimed me like a possession. The Alpha King. Killian. Mine. Or maybe—I was his.