Novel & Cerita Who Is The King Of Curses

“Every time I touched a woman, she died.” His eyes burned into mine. “Not just once. Every single time. The moment my skin met theirs, the beast inside me ripped them apart. I never meant to. I never wanted to. But it happened. Again and again. Until they branded me with the name that still follows me.” His lips curled with disgust. “The Cursed King.” I sat frozen, breath trapped in my lungs.

The king’s heart dropped. The curse had awakened again.

,she repeats it and it hit me. She smells of the woods so she is a werewolf but not any werewolf but the ones who sent Aiden's kind to exile because of how gifted they are, because of their unique abilities. The king at that time was a regular werewolf, his advisers gave him a wrong advice and inflicted fear into him. The second in command won so many war with his men who were willing to walk into hell if he knew the devil had him. He was frightened that they would turn against them when they realize their worth and turn against him. So they had them killed in the process , some where lucky enough to run away. My ancestors saw them and took them into their wings, giving them a home where the

Baron said, his hands caressing an orb on the hand rest of the chair he sat on. "Reveal? What do you have to reveal?" Oswald raised a brow, realizing this might be as serious as Baron was portraying it to be. Baron sighed heavily, placing the orb in his hands and muttering a spell. The orb is encircled in emerald-colored mist, and an obscure figure appears within the orb. "It's a curse. Your brother, the Alpha King, has it." Oswald stared back at the orb in horror, wondering what more Baron was going to tell him about the curse.

If the curse upon me is anything to go by on, then this was my last year alive, I have spent majority of my adult looking for ways to break the curse, I have visited powerful sherman and taken in dangerous taskes, I have even tried the most basic of them all which was chasing and changing different women like clothes, trying to find the one who would break the curse I have also managed to damage alot of these ladies I assumed were my mate, most of them really cared about me but all I saw in them was just a means to an end, once I was certain they were not the one, I got rid of them quickly,and in so doing I never actually lived my life to the. all I have achieved is been known to be ruthless

She lowered her voice, “During the bonfire, the king will choose a mate. It's said that the king was cursed by a warlock, that is why he has not found his mate, so he will alter to a temporary mate as he needs to birth an heir to the throne.” My heart thudded heavily in my chest. Oh bloody hell! They don't know that the king have found his mate, and tonight…tonight, He will announce me as his mate and the one to bear his successor. My palms itched, and I dropped the cloth in the bucket to rub my palms together. “Why was the king cursed?” I asked. Joanne raised her palm in the mid air, “That I don't know, and I suggest we don't say more on that topic since it's unallowed.”

“I’m not going to leave you here.” Corrin walks closer to us. He looks at me, his eyes burning with so much resentment that I can almost feel my skin burn with it. “You’re nothing but a curse. A huge misfortune descended upon us all the moment you came into the land. I thought I would finally save everyone and drive you back to the hole where you came from, but I was mistaken. You had to take the King with you. The King who hasn’t seen a single shred of sense since he brought you here. I don’t know what they all see in you. You’re a bad omen.”

A shudder rolled through his massive shoulders. “I don’t care what this curse is,” I said, stepping closer, so close now that I could feel the humid heat rolling off his body, sticky with sweat, blood, and ancient, malevolent magic. “You are mine, Kaiden Valen, Alpha King of Aethoria, you belong to me.” Another flash of emerald, this one stronger, brighter. His massive chest heaved. “Come back to me,” I whispered, desperate, raw. “Please.” The creature’s lips trembled, twisted between a snarl and something like pain.

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."