Bts Cursed Images Novels & Stories

“You’re not making any sense at all.” The third boy finally spoke, his voice low and rough. “You’re not supposed to understand yet.” I turned to him, frustration rising. “Then stop talking in riddles and tell me what’s going on.” The tallest boy’s lips pressed into a thin line. “We don’t have time for this.” He stepped forward, reaching into his coat and pulling out something small and glinting. My breath caught as he held it up—a silver chain with a pendant shaped like a crescent moon, the same one I had seen in my dreams.

I shuffled towards the house pulling my bag lousily behind. My face held a grin of pride. I can’t wait to barge into the house and wave my certificate across my parents’ and Mitchell’s faces. “Hello Miss,” a sweet deep voice halted my fast pace. I spun around and glared at the handsome man standing beside his car parked across my house. My glare faded away as I drooled, his perfect angelic face radiated beauty and flawlessness, his chiseled jawline tightened as he chewed a bubble gum which he spit out when I turned, the expensive tuxedo he wore glued to his bulky body, giving credit to his muscles, his hair was curled up to the side and his clear blue eyes sparkled in the sunlight. I was dir

"And…I got something off him. During the fight.” She held up her phone. Liora crossed the room and took it. A photograph. Blurred at the edges, bad lighting — taken fast, maybe mid-struggle — but clear enough. The inside of a wrist. A tattoo. Intricate. A wolf's head in profile, geometric, something woven behind it that looked like a crescent or a gate or both at once. Lettering beneath that she couldn't quite read. Something about it pulled at her. Like a word she almost knew.

“I want to hear you fall apart again.” I rode his fingers desperately, head thrown back, messy dark hair sticking to my damp forehead. When he finally replaced them with his cock, sinking in with one brutal thrust, I cried out loud enough for the house to echo it back. He fucked me right there on the altar deep, possessive strokes that rocked the ancient stone. Every thrust pushed me closer to the edge, the bond singing between us. My power stirred again. Green light flickered faintly in my veins. Silas groaned as if he felt it too, hips stuttering. “What are you, Ashe?” he growled, teeth grazing my throat. “You make the curse… quiet.”

It was unusual for Ethan to be so expressive, even to laugh so loudly. "Well you don't know William, Leona. William Redorge. A very famous action film actor and-" "Yeah I know that. He's a famous actor, and?" "Come on, Ethan! Let's go quickly!" interrupted William. Ethan cleared his throat. After that he rose from his position. "Okay, Miss Russell, looks like I have to go now, before the ferocious wolf attacks me," said Ethan. William glared at his cousin and assistant. Ethan could always call him a 'wolf' in front of Leona. What if the girl gets suspicious?

, someone asked. There was a husky laugh and I turned to see Jeong Gyu walk out of his room. He has a deep scowl on his face and he's also making his way towards the small circle. As if instinctively, the circle begins to disperse and I freeze when my eyes land on the people in the circle. Kim Namjoon Kim Seokjin Min Yoongi Jung Hoseok Park Jimin Kim Taehyung Jeon Jungkook BTS... Seriously BTS?