Am I Cursed By God Mga Nobela at Kwento

“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

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he asserted, then ended the call. He glanced at me and commented, “Salem mentioned that a witch was involved. Please explain so I can know what curse or spell might have been placed upon you.” Wringing my hands, I told him about Willow. “She said her mother was a Goddess called Carrotwin or something,” I mumbled, causing him to chuckle. “It's Cerridwen, dear,” Sin stated with a smirk, then added, “You will be spell-free since nothing she does will affect a child of mine.”

I growled, trying to hide the fear I felt, but then it had melted into the anger that was brewing up in me. “And you're a descendant of the goddess if my witch is to be believed.” He smirked, sitting close to where I was seated. “Okay, and?” "And the only reason they think you to be a curse is because of the magical things that happened at your birth. The world was scared of so much power that you had to be a curse." Caleb sighed, looking really fascinated. "You and your sister were separated, and your mom died. You both should have been killed, but your mother worked something out."

Now, it would take more than telling everyone the truth about Elijah and Caleb, to regain their trust and loyalty. "Are you there, Zeta?" Cyrus checked if I was still hearing him through the mindlink. "Yes, I am." I answered curtly. I needed to prove to them that I wasn't cursed. But there was nothing I would be able to do that if even I still find it hard to believe that I wasn't cursed. "So if there's no curse mysteriously killing the wolves I courted in the past, why and how had they all died?" I asked no one in particular.

“What is this prophecy? And why do I need to fulfill it? Why was I chosen?” A dark look occupies her eyes. “The prophecy is more of a curse—it says that you will be the doom of the three brothers for what they did.” This time, I hold back my scoff. “And how will I bring about their doom, Grandma?” “It wasn't said. Listen Ahvi…” She continues to hold my hands. “There is something special about you; that’s why your mom hates the sight of you. You have what she was supposed to have and that makes her furious. You are a witch but not just any kind of witch; you are blessed with powers no other witch has. Among witches, you are what they would never be and to the cursed brothers, you are what wou

I feel unhappy and uneasy. 'Does that Alpha have something to do with my parents?' I can't say, because I don't understand the dream at all, but I know it has come to pass an information. 'A curse…' my heart vibrates heavily. 'Am I also cursed?' I asked myself, although I couldn't find an answer, but I believed I am cursed due to so many things I am going through. It looked like I was cursed. If not for the intervention of the Alpha and the revelations, by now I would be in the dungeon. Not just there this time, but to be tortured heavily for something I didn't do.

He considered this for a moment and then said "I wonder if that was just s dream, or if the goddess was really reaching out to you, glad to have you back in the fold now that the curse has started to crack." "Started to crack? Because I was able to sense you as my amore and all that? Do you think that means the curse is weakening?" I ask, hoping the whole thing will just go away on its own. "Well, it might be, but i still think that we should research it, and try to break it 100% plus, i want to know who dares to put a curse on you, and why, because i am... Livid about it." He answers me, and for the first time I can tell that he is in fact very angry, but i can't tell if it's because i was

"You heard me, dude. I killed someone the other night - a middle-aged woman. Christian, I'm not the person who you think I am. I'm a meat-eating monster." That confession was pretty hard for me, but to my surprise, Christian burst into laughter. "And what does it have to do with what happened between us that night? I didn't kill anyone, Justine." Despite his laughter, my entire face remained solemn. Not even a single muscle of my face moved while staring at him. "Everything, Chris. Everything has to do with what happened between us that night. I have had this curse since I turned eighteen. That anyone whom I kissed will die." To make it more convincing, I leaned closer to him and rubbed my l

Seeing her confused look, he explains about the aphrodisiac powder. "I should have been stronger. We're cursed, you know," he says quietly. "Cursed be he that lieth with his sister, the daughter of his father, or the daughter of his mother. Deuteronomy 27:22," he quotes, locking eyes with her. "I'm so sorry, Sis." Tears are streaming down his cheeks and Sharon reaches over and pulls him to her, cradling his head against her naked breasts. "What does that mean?" she asks, combing her fingers through his hair as he cries. "To be cursed, I mean."