Among Us Cursed Novels & Stories

Alaric roared, punching his hand. Elliot grasped his shoulders and said, “That won’t help us in any way. If we kill her the curse would become permanent. The 0.01% chance that we have of freeing you from the curse will be lost too. Alaric exhaled deeply and nodded. “Any luck?” “Aunt Sue is working on it… there is one way but Aunt Sue doesn’t want me to tell you about it.” “Just spit it out, Elli.” “Ummm… you can request the Witch of Artemia to free you from the curse.”

The more he thought of his life, his mission and the things that could possibly happen, the more confused and worried he was. He had never been one to back down from a challenge but he was having two doubts. He began to have imaginations of him dying in this world and not going back to that world. 'Cursed wolf' That word resurfaced in his head and he recalled that was when it all started. That was when he decided he was going to break the curse because he couldn't stand the hate and disgust in the eyes of his pack members whenever they looked at him. Just as Tristan came down from his car, he saw Jade behind the man he was coming to meet.

Creamy pov “..prepared for WAR!” I moved back from the door. I had heard enough. I had come into moonlight pack as a spy. It was true those wolves that came were killed by Zyair, and I had followed them here secretly. And he had told them Amaia was with us too. The curse they were looking for. I never expected the moonlight pack to be like this. This was how home and it was dying and I can’t let it die. Neither would Zyair allow it. I was surprised to find it that way. The curse of the red moon was affecting them more because it was her birth land. Because this land was cursed too. “So where are we going?” Cartel asked me.

My magic wasn't working, so I could only assume Matice's magic was dead as well. I met up with Mason in the west hallway. He was already in wolf form. We couldn't mind-link but we had trained together enough to follow cues. I led the way and he followed close behind. We made our way to the 8th floor. There were bodies and blood all through the hallway. Anton and Daniel were already here making their way down the hallway to where we could hear Matice screaming. I was not prepared for what we walked into.

by such crazy while the blood is not a little. "Why are you doing not," said that the people will think of them. "The curseates are not a little girl and" I have a good girl who is a good, "And" I have to do it on my way. "What is it?" She said the man said as a must. "Mesh." What I was "?" She said the man man said. "I am a man." I have a man. "I have a man." I have a man. "I have a man." I have a man. "I have a man." I have a man. "I have a man." I have a man. This is all you need to know about it, just alarm, no one human in this town of Suak. No one. This is in mind as you as you are here my dear. Now let's leave before attending one, come on? "In the past and a few warlides have been a

“It’s okay. I deserve it. I’ve acted wrongly, and because of me, she is suffering from a curse that must be broken soon, Amanda. Dana is pregnant with twins. We can’t let her die. Dana doesn’t deserve this.” I felt distressed. I noticed the desperation in Demian's voice. I didn’t know if it was just for our children, or them and me. “First, let’s confirm the curse.” Amanda took out her deck of cards and shuffled them until some flew out. The Tower, Death, and The High Priestess. Amanda looked at me. The cards had frightening drawings. Judging by Amanda’s expression, I knew what she was going to say wasn’t good. “Indeed, you have the curse,” she affirmed.

Besides, it was not like the curse that was inflicted on them had anything to do with women or their purity. Whoever thought about this, Amanda concluded, is someone who is so convoluted that they actually cursed a whole tribe of beastmen just so they can have a taste of women every year. If Amanda was not as smart as she is, she would have also fallen victim to whoever the degenerate is. As soon as the Harpy left after lunch, Amanda was alone once again with her thoughts. She tried to recall what she and Alex talked about earlier. “So your race was cursed as soon as you came here?” Amanda asked while Alex took a break.

For whatever reason, none of them wanted to be vulnerable again. ‘Right… There’s that rule.’ Farrah understood. One of the rules had made it clear… [ 1. Only the Cursed may enter the Game. Those whose names are written upon the Statue of Avarra shall be pulled into the Trials. You cannot summon yourself, nor refuse the call once chosen. ] Someone had written their names. Someone had cursed them. And if betrayal had brought them here… why would they trust anyone now? Shane remained beside her, silent for a moment as he watched the others vanish into the city’s haze. Then he turned to her.

“Then… they had the Elder return it to the sacred burial ground. The Amadeus cemetery. A cursed relic, buried at the heart of the pack’s ancestral resting place. That act—that single act—triggered everything.” I feel lightheaded. Fury rolls off Dominicus in silent, suffocating waves. His fists clench on the table, knuckles pale. Eleanor’s eyes meet mine. “One thing you should understand about curses,” she begins, her voice steady but grim, “is that the stronger the victim, the harder it is to curse them. And the Amadeus wolves—” she glances at Dominicus “—were the strongest there were.” She pauses for emphasis.

"WAIT, GUYS. WHAT DOES 'cursed' even mean?" asked Ruthie. "Maybe it isn't so bad." Zander looked at me. I was starting to feel anxious. My sethian acquaintances included Conrad, Zander and his brother - and the Collector in a roundabout way. I had a pretty good idea who in that group might belong to the cursed category. "I don't know," I said. "Maybe." "Well, if we get to vote, I vote that Zander's jerk face brother is cursed," said Ruthie.