Curse Dolls Novels & Stories

If I had insisted on staying with Heidi instead of giving in, if I had not trusted Ethan so easily, Heidi would not have. I covered my face as I cried; the pain was too much. Regret and self-blame nagged at me, and it was suffocating. A soft thud broke the silence as something slipped from my hand and fell to the floor. I looked down to see Heidi's favorite doll lying there, its hollow eyes staring up at me, silently accusing the cruelty of fate. My hands trembled as I picked up the doll, clutching it tightly. It was as if holding it close could somehow let me feel the warmth Heidi had left behind.

"It is but since she made the deal her power was tied to something physical so she can direct the curse." "The curse?" "Yes, normally with this sort of sickness these creatures would be much like the zombies you see in the movies. That is the cause of the Daemons. But Jenevive's curse directs that hunger for souls and then the souls come to her where she collects them and waits for the Daemon to come back and take them," she explained. "If we stop her and free the souls the curse will reverse itself and the souls will return to their bodies. If not, the Daemon will take the souls and they will be lost forever. That is what we must stop, and the Daemon will be back on the next full moon."

And so the wooden dolls has be passed on to the descendants of the clan. If a wrong hand tried to remove the needles in the doll, the clan would die. With every needle they would feel a severe pain and then the last two needle would bring dirt. Because I have the magic of Arkalis, all I need to do is induced Arkalis magic into the dolls as I removed the needles, and no harm would come to the clan. I had the bottle of witch hazel, leaves of vervain and some other minor ingredients. I first started with an unbinding spell, removing the needles from the dolls. Reciting this words;

The pieces all looked like intricately carved, as my eyes roamed each piece. It looked as if each peice was a different looking monster, almost as if they meant something. My eyes skimmed through each individual piece falling on the Vampire. I couldn’t help but giggle to myself when I realized what I was looking at. A werewolf, a dragon, a vampire, and a witch. It was the most peculiar figurine set I had ever seen, but also the most one of the most beautiful. “I’d be careful with those if I were you, I heard it’s cursed.”

"You two should probably return. You've been away from the pack for hours. Dylan sleepwalks, and you wouldn't want him to notice your absence." "She's right, Hailey." Henry said. "We should return." But Hailey wasn't ready to leave. "I have one more question." She said. "What exactly is the cure to Dylan's curse?" "There's no cure." Beowulf replied coldly. "When Andromeda cursed him, she sealed it with her blood. Curses like that do not have a cure. We're just pushing Dylan along until we kill him." Hailey didn't fully believe him, but she let the matter slide.

I watch as Lucy waddles to my closest to pick me out an outfit. "Black leather, black leather, black leather…..okay, Tori, we need to discuss your clothing choices. Do you have anything that's not black and has secret dagger compartments?" I laugh, walking over to the closet. "This one is chocolate, so not black." I push a few things aside, and there is a three-quarter-length red dress that shows entirely too much breast but judging by the look on Lucy's face, she likes this one.

It's like he was duped. “Do you know what happens to people who're cursed?” "What?" “If you can't stop your best friend from doing those evil things, do you know what will happen to him? He'll be thrown to hell and be a demon disciple. It can't be helped. He, himself just made it worst. He just can't control his soul anymore. He's still alive because he doesn't care about the feelings of others. He never cared if he could save someone's life or not. That's why he ended up killing people."

"Besides, I found his cigarette that he dropped earlier. You only need something that belongs to them, so this will work." I frowned as she took out the unused cigarette and pushed it into the body. Were we raising normal kids? I don’t know… I looked between Skyla and Azura, both of whom looked very excited about this voodoo doll. Raven laughed as she took the doll from Azura and began stitching the neck up. "I’ll add the eyes." Azura said, rummaging in the button box and picking out two light blue buttons. "Ah… He has this colour eyes. The evil man will be punished."

"The doll is so realistic. I think it costs tens of thousands of dollars... Did they spend so much on a prop? The show must have quite the budget! What brand is it? Could they let us know? I want to buy one... for research purposes..." Sigrid saw them put the doll back down. Rachel then touched around the doll and took out a box of rouge from its chest area. "Is this the exorcism tool?" Cyrus furrowed his eyebrows and said, "Maybe. But how do we use it?" Rachel opened the rouge, dipped a little, and applied it on her hand. "Wow, isn't this from NARS? Its latest product is called the orgasm blush, right?" Cyrus was dumbstruck.

And of course, while consuming blood, I have to remove the necklace from my neck because every time I wear the necklace, I look like a complete human being. "Well, shit. All I can say is, I'm thankful I can finally rest my fucking brain from studying the shit of everything." I sigh ejaculation. Sarreth suddenly threw me a black and yellow drink. "What the fuck is this chuckie thing?" I wondered. Sarreth slapped her forehead unconsciously. "Stop cussing the fuck down already, Celare. Are you going to talk to that mysterious goddess of yours like that?" Sarreth asked me a serious question.