Cursed Christmas Novels & Stories

Born cursed and always overshadowed by her perfect sister, Rhea has spent her life hidden in the shadows of the pack. Marked as the "Cursed Omega", she’s dismissed until the Alpha’s son, newly mated to her sister Vira, begins to see the strength within Rhea that no one else ever did. As mysterious visions strike and enemies close in, Rhea may be the pack’s only hope for survival. But with forbidden love and ancient powers stirring, saving the pack might come at the ultimate cost.

Stripped of her birthright. Betrayed by her twin. Rejected by her mate. Laura Gilbert once destined to be Silvermoon packs luna is casted aside for lacking a wolf. Branded a traitor. Sold into slavery. Her life shatters.. until a rival Alpha sees what others don’t in her: Power. Alpha of Blackmoon pack. Damian Blake. He wants Laura’s fury not her love. Laura must decide to rise from the ashes and reclaim her fate or stay broken. Revenge has a cost… but love demands even more.

Christmas was meant to be her favorite time of the year… until an unknown Alpha stole it. Lisa’s world shatters on Christmas Eve when she finds her fiancé in bed with his stepmum. Heartbroken, she escapes to a club, gets drunk, and ends up in the arms of a dangerously handsome stranger. She thinks it’s a one-night slip… until she follows her best friend home and discovers two shocking truths: Her best friend is a werewolf. And the man she slept with is her best friend’s father, Alpha Zayne Bat, ruler of the strongest and most fearful pack. Caught between her ex’s public lies, a supernatural world she never believed in, and a pull toward a man she should never want, Lisa’s life spirals into danger, desire, and a fate she never asked for. This Christmas, heartbreak was supposed to end her story. Instead, it begins the one she was never meant to escape.

Prologue “We can’t be together,” he whispered, voice breaking. “You are my destruction.” Tears burned her eyes as she shook her head, stepping closer even though it felt like standing at the edge of a blade. “And you… are my ruin too.” The words tasted like a goodbye neither of them could accept. They were bound by something older than choice, older than mercy. A curse carved into blood and grief, waiting patiently for the moment they would finally meet. They were never meant to love safely. And if they ever surrendered to it— One would die. The other would be destroyed by love. The curse waited patiently. And destiny, cruel and inevitable, had already begun to pull them closer.

On the day of my son's one-month celebration, my notoriously stingy sister-in-law surprised me with a branded baby bottle. But instead of accepting it, I turned away and gave it to the neighbor's cruel son who had XYY syndrome. In my previous life, I had accepted that bottle with genuine gratitude, using it day and night to feed my son. I never imagined that a month later, in the dead of night, my son would suddenly suffer a heart attack and die in my arms. Strangely enough, the very next day after my son passed, my sister-in-law's sickly child—who had been confined to the neonatal intensive care unit since birth—was miraculously discharged in perfect health. Losing my son shattered me completely. I spent my days drowning in tears. My husband called me a cursed woman, claimed I brought nothing but disaster, and demanded a divorce. Not only that, but he insisted I leave with nothing. When I refused, he and my sister-in-law joined forces and accidentally beat me to death. It wasn't until after I died that I learned the truth. The woman I had thought was my husband's younger sister wasn't his blood relative at all. She had been adopted by his mother years ago to be raised as his future wife. Together, they had plotted to destroy me. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very day my sister-in-law handed me that baby bottle.

While shopping, I spotted a good-looking men's tie. I bought it as a birthday gift for my son. I was paying when the clerk suddenly muttered under her breath, "Disgusting!" I was furious. When I got home, I told my husband what happened. He was ready to file a complaint, but the moment he saw the tie, his face took on a strange expression. "Did you really buy this? If you did, we're getting divorced right now!" My mother heard the commotion and came to see what was wrong. When she saw the tie in my hands, the color drained from her face. She pointed at me and screamed, "How did I raise such a monster?!" I stood rooted to the spot, completely lost.

She wanted love. Then she met the man who wore a helmet and changed everything. Levrae Vause was a sweet and rich girl who only wanted someone to love her not her money. She moved far from home to start a new life. There, she met Jax. He was kind, funny, and charming. For five long years, Levrae gave him all her heart. But Jax was hiding something big. He never stopped loving his ex-girlfriend, Eleanor. He only dated Levrae because of her father’s money. When Levrae found out the truth on a Christmas cruise, her heart broke into tiny pieces. She ran to the bar, cried, and drank... and that’s when she met Kieran Snow a quiet man who wore a helmet and never showed his face. One wild night brought them together. Levrae asked Kieran to help her get revenge on Jax. The plan? Pretend to be a couple. Hold hands. Take cute pictures. Make Jax jealous. But fake feelings started to feel real. Kieran was gentle, kind, and always there when Levrae cried. She started falling for him without meaning to. He fell for her too but she was scared. Scared to love again. Scared he’d leave too. Then the real storm hit. Jax and Eleanor tried to ruin everything. Jax lied and told the police Kieran stole money. Eleanor tried to hurt Levrae, but Kieran drank the poison instead. Levrae was blamed and thrown in jail, crying and scared. But love never gives up. Kieran lived. The truth came out. Jax and Eleanor were both arrested. And Levrae? She was free and ready to stop running from love. At the end, Kieran didn’t give her a ring. He gave her a helmet with her name on it. And she said yes.

Four mates. Three dead. One rejection that shatters my world. When my pack sells me to the Grimshaw triplets to settle a debt, I think it's my lowest point. Three billionaire Alpha brothers who want to share me as their Luna? It sounds almost generous. Until the contract's hidden clauses surface. "First pregnancy must be sired by the firstborn, regardless of mate-bond preference" Dante claims breeding rights. Soren controls every decision. And Tarlon, the only one who shows me kindness, won't protect me when it counts. I thought I had attained freedom, but had I really, or was this a golden cage?

Life has never been easy for Cara. Discovering at an early age that she's not a full-blooded werewolf, but a hybrid; half-witch, half-wolf, in a world where hybrids are forbidden and are known as The Ruined or tainted blood, she loses her parents at sixteen, and then her sisters when her mate rejects her and leaves her for dead. Exiled from her Pack, she stumbles across four hot Alphas - Cage, Sloane, Donald, and Samson. Each of them stirs up something in her, and it's not long before she discovers that they're her second-chance mates. But Cara's priority is to find her missing sisters, and they're the only ones who can help her. Aware that she's running out of time, Cara strikes a deal with the - they'll help her find her sisters, while she'll guide them through the Woods of Evil. Being a half-witch, Cara's abilities will be put to the test. But with Cara's former Pack on the hunt for her for uncertain reasons which can never be for good, and the zombies that inhabit the Woods of Evil multiplying as the days pass by, passion and a peaceful life is the last thing in store for them. Will they survive the Woods of Evil? Will Cara's sisters ever be found? Will she and her new mates ever settle down to a peaceful life? [A Reverse Harem Romance]

I thought it was a one-night stand. But he’s an alpha wolf shifter. And I’m his fated mate. When the wickedly handsome, tattooed stranger saved me from getting stranded, I thought he was a good guy. I thought it would be one night of passion in this foggy, misty stretch of forest far from home. A night where I didn’t have to be the good girl. The responsible daughter. Turns out Desmond River is a wolf shifter. Powerful. Dangerous. Obsessed with me. And he’s holding my father prisoner. So I do what any desperate girl would do. I trade myself to the alpha wolf. But Desmond says outsiders aren’t allowed into his wealthy, secretive wolf pack. He says there’s only one way around it. I have to pretend to be his fated mate. His fiancee. That means sleeping in his bed every night. Pretending to be lovers with my enemy. Except that he touches me like he can’t keep his hands off me. Looks at me like I really am his. The only thing worse than getting in a fake relationship with the man who took me captive…Is that I might be falling for him for real. ? ? ? ? ?