Sasuke Cursed Romane & Geschichten

How could he betray his mate? The aura around Serena blazed a deep red as she said the words, “I, The Witch of Artemia curse you; the moment you consummate your relationship with your mate; she will die.” Then Serena stormed out of the tent waving her wand behind her. Alaric stood there, frozen like a statue. She had shattered his life and filled it with misery and despair with just one flick of her wand.

"My Prince, you are awake.. What happened, I heard a loud thud and I rushed in to see you sprawled on the floor.. Are you okay?" I stated at him and back at myself... I am cursed but I am different.. I have been cursed since I was an infant and my cure is a Sheba but I am different now because she is my cure and she has healed me. Sarafina. "I think I have my memories back, Khan" * * *

These men feared me, respected me but fear did not erase curiosity. When the doors finally slid shut behind the last executive, i allowed myself to breathe, the glass walls reflecting only my own image back at me. Perfect suit. Controlled expression. A man untouchable by the world, but could be destroyed by a curse. The pain surged again, stronger this time. I staggered toward the window, my palm slamming against the glass as the city sprawled beneath me but none of it mattered. Because the curse had returned. “You’re late Nath,” Mara’s voice said from behind me.

Kael felt his body trembling, the darkness inside him screaming as it began to break apart. “I don’t know how to live without it,” he whispered. She smiled. “Then learn. For me.” Her light flared. Kael’s roar echoed through the heavens, a sound that was half pain, half release. The shadows burst outward from him like shattered glass. Every scream of the gods was drowned beneath that explosion of light and darkness entwining — breaking, unbinding, freeing. The curse screamed one final time before it snapped. And then — silence. Kael fell to his knees, gasping, smoke curling from his hands. His body was his again — scarred, bleeding, trembling — but his.

It always happens whenever I'm scared. "Calm down, Cara, lest you reveal your powers to him," Hana whispers angrily. "If that happens we can kiss this place goodbye because we'll be thrown out as bad bloods." Bad bloods. Otherwise known as the Ruined, or the Cursed. The spoilt apples.

"That's really romantic and really depressing." "I contain multitudes." Despite everything, I laughed. God, I loved him. "Kade?" "Yeah?" "If we don't make it—" "Don't." His voice was fierce. "Don't say goodbye. Not yet." I nodded. "Okay. No goodbyes." Then the curse pulsed. I gasped, doubling over. Pain lanced through my chest, sharp and burning. Worse than before. "Sera!" Kade caught me as my legs gave out. "It's spreading faster," I managed. "The curse—"

she asked me. "Like what?" I moved back, looking for a mirror to see my face. Sara handed me a mirror with a smirk. My eyes were green, my ears were longer than usual, and I had grown wings. The funny part is that I didn't know how. I could still feel my wolf, Vina. It was as if she was ashamed and was hiding from me. "Luna Kayana, it seems your daughter has the curse too. She is no longer fit to lead us," John, the first elder and the most respected amongst them, chirped in.

“Your Seraphin blood—it’s gonna let me walk in the sun again. Power no lord’s touching.” My gut twists, the link tugging, Jude’s heartbeat weak, like a candle in a storm. A vision hits—Jude digging through rubble, Akira’s spear slashing, blood on his hands as he yells my name, voice breaking. I yank the chains, pain roaring in my shoulders, blood dripping onto the stone, sizzling on the runes. “You ain’t touching him,” I say, voice rough, the curse burning but Jude’s face in my head—his kiss, his arms tight around me—keeping me going. “He’s coming for me. You’re fucked.”

“Mother hated you. Father left because of you. You’re nothing but a curse. Everyone who touches you suffers.” Serena’s knees buckled. “Stop.” The child bared tiny teeth. “Kill yourself before you kill them too.” --- The air grew colder. The three illusions closed in, circling her, their voices overlapping, drilling into her skull. “Rule with me.” “Sacrifice yourself.” “You are the curse.” Serena clutched her head, shadows spilling from her skin like leaking smoke. Her wolf howled within, maddened. She staggered, breath ragged, until a ripple of movement caught her eye.