Curse Synonym の小説・ストーリー

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.

Anger fills up the magma chamber But all I see is fear The flower bloomed differently. It faced the sunset instead. With blood she united us Wherever I am she will be All will be forgotten in the next life. With the blood of my beloved she cursed me The sin that bought me love The sin that taste sweet and warm She has cursed the sinner and the sin Even the sinner will curse this sin When her blood blooms lava will erupt There will be thunder and lightning Then they will be united The blood of sinners will be one again

He wriggled his body, in a desperate attempt to shake off the curse as if it was just dust. "But I am no woman like you," she glanced at the unmoved clutch of cloth that covers the babe, "though moved by my wrath, I could never hurt the innocent that you will sire into this world. Yet, I will not look past the enormities of your doing, and so as the last of my mercy on your kin, these words will break the curse: only united hearts arise from the flames of betrayals and sins shall be freed." Waves of moon's power was delivered once more to Ganur's skin, settling in to every fibre of his being, sealing the curse completely. Satisfaction sits well in Orav's heart, but still the fire was not ext

"What the hell did I just see?" "You’ve really pissed someone off, luna." Rome responded, pursing his lips. "You’ve got a rather strong curse on you." "Curse?" I repeated, not sure if I believed what he said. "And what kind of curse is it?" "It is a Vindicta curse." Rome explained. "It seems that you’ve done something to highly offend the caster." "I mean, that is a possibility." I agreed. After all, my past was marred with lots of death and hate. "But if I do have such a curse on me, how do I get rid of it?"

A freak accident that left me completely alone in the world. But now, I couldn’t help but wonder. Were they werewolves too? Had they known this would happen to me? Alaric said the curse didn’t activate unless you killed someone. If they were werewolves, had they never triggered the curse? Or was it something else entirely? I glanced at the window, where the light of the setting sun was fading, giving way to the night. The full moon was coming. I could feel it—a strange hum at the back of my mind, growing stronger with each passing moment.

I'm at the supermarket when an old woman I don't know suddenly grips my hand tightly. I instinctively shield my baby bump, but she says, "Someone has placed a swap spell on you. The dead baby is about to be transferred to your body soon." I think she's a liar, but she says, "Hurry up and try to make yourself vomit. You should try to throw up as much of that fish you just ate as you can."

HIS CURSE; HER BLESSING (Isla’s POV) Laughter filled the grand Carter estate, elegant and refined, except the amusement wasn’t born from joy—it was at my expense. I stood near the grand staircase, my hands clenched into fists, nails digging into my palms as the whispers grew louder. "She actually thought she’d get engaged tonight." "Pathetic. Did she really believe someone would want a girl like her?" A voice trolled from the crowd. I kept my head down, my gaze fixed on the marble floor, trying to ignore the hurting words.

“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

“So I’m supposed to understand that you two teenagers activated the parallel curse.” Seth finally spoke up after listening to Gabriel for a couple of minutes. He had heard about the possibility of that but never cared to try it out. “What’s that?” They both asked at the same time. “What you just told me. Activating the highest dimension of our curse by killing someone.” Seth explained. “Oh, that is what it is called.” Gabriel said. “Well, you must not let anyone know about this. It is against the rules, werewolves should not have access to this knowledge, it may turn out very bad. I will not punish you two for this because I did not tell you earlier.” Seth said.

I stepped back out into the corridor and the doors closed behind me. For approximately four seconds it was quiet. Then the arguing started. I could hear it clearly through the wood, multiple voices going at once, the tall man's being the loudest. I stood with my back against the wall beside the door, arms folded, and listened to every word with great interest. They were afraid of me. Most of them. That came through clearly even through the muffled door. They were using words like reckless and dangerous and what were you thinking. One of them said the word curse twice.