Curse Dolls Novels & Stories

She never found a single fault to give us away. I watched her slowly pace with the dagger around the room, frustration etched on her forehead like a carved sculpture. She stopped. “I gave him my body, saved his ass a lot of times, but instead—” Her eyes met mine, fury running through those calm, powerful irises. “Instead, he chose you—his cursed little slut.” Cursed. That word was new to my ears. I was weak, slow, and a whore—but cursed was novel to me, especially coming from a witch.

Death draws me towards it like we have been attached with an unbreakable string. Maybe it's just a superpower in which I get the last chance to save the person in front of me or maybe it’s a curse. Particularly a Crimson curse, as I like to call it. Through the years the number of deaths I have seen is greater than my age. You would think that death doesn't affect me anymore. You are right to think that because that is what I had thought until 5 days ago.

shook her head and dropped the doll like it was carrying the plague. “What is it?” Rose asked, starting to develop a fear in the pit of her stomach. Issabelle looked up and whispered a prayer while crossing herself, “it’s a hex doll miss - i thought, maybe, seeing it under the bed it was an old toy but then I saw a better look and i must have screamed. Looking up at Rose, Issabelle recounted “then you said His Lordship’s item is on it...” she trailed off into silence and sat down. “What does that mean?!” Rose panicked. Issabelle looked at her with the saddest eyes and said “it means His Lordship, you’re pa is being cursed by someone.” Rose just stared at Issabelle, maybe her maid was the on

He then went to the Queens and picked up Yvette and Livia to go to the Creek Villa that Cody had gifted him. The Wicked One Ogden was looking at his cursed voodoo doll forlornly in the villa. This voodoo doll was formed by immersing a dead body with the power of a curse. Ogden was not exactly a combatant, so he could only depend on such tricks to try and keep himself safe. Kayson said with a slight frown, “Ogden, this isn’t exactly a humane thing to do. I’d advise you to give it up.” Ogden smiled bitterly. “This is made from the body of my only disciple. We were very close.

The turquoise brocade wrapped an ordinary white cloth doll, but the crucial point was that the doll was covered in ink-stained writing spelling out Miranda's name, with bright silver needles stuck all over its body—this was a curse! Lady Croyso felt a heavy weight in her heart. The flawless plan had now spiraled out of control. Now, besides her husband and Miranda, no one could escape suspicion regarding this curse. Although her husband didn’t believe in the supernatural, he would never tolerate anyone harboring such malicious intent towards Miranda. After pondering for a moment, she spoke to Lord Croyso, "My lord, I dare to suggest that I examine this item; perhaps I can find some clues." L

The curse will go in in their wolves seconds live and the same fate came upon generations of Takas and Avas. Everyone now called it the black and white curse because of the colors of the wolves fur. Soon there was new hope. In the year 1998 there were 3 humans born, but each would become a wolf at their 18th birthday. They were in charge of breaking the curse. All now called packs were hoping that the curse would finally break into a thousand pieces and never will be coming back till the end of time. Would there come Pease between them or would there be even more difficulties on their path to love.

Doll was nothing short of amazing. "Such a good little skin-sheath. The more I do to you, the more you lose yourself in it." "But I told you to shut up." Hades used his cursed aura to create a mouthful of fleshy miasma to fill Doll's mouth. "If you must insist on trying to get my attention, you know what I like. Cry for me, pretty baby. Nothing is sexier than that."

Then, they unleashed their strongest attacks without hesitation. Bea threw out a handful of red threads. Each red thread was like a murderous laser. On the other hand, Alex scattered a handful of paper dolls. He had not used the Paper Doll Curse of Three Realms for a long time. It was a relatively mysterious curse. The power of the Paper Doll Curse of Three Realms would increase, corresponding to Alex’s cultivation level. Most importantly, it could distort reality. “Rawr—” The paper dolls landed on the ground and turned into humans, including Bea and Alex.

“Two packs existed to be the most powerful pack of our kind, the alvuelas and the crescent pack.” “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 pr

Evan squeezed harder, making Carmen cough. "Die!" "Do you really want me dead? Don't you want to know where Lyra's head is?" Carmen used the last of her strength to say this. Evan froze for a moment before slowly releasing his grip. After a while, Carmen got up and opened the fridge. There were two glass jars inside with my head and kidney both soaking in formaldehyde.