Cursed Anime Novels & Stories

Selene explains, and my eyebrows lift. "So Anniki has to curse the werewolves again," I ask, and Selene shakes her head. "One curse per Goddess is best. If you add too many, it gets messy. The curses weaken, and we need the curses to be as strong as possible for this battle. The best example of curses weakening is the vampires. Anniki is the only one to curse them, and she has done it several times. But here recently, her sun allergy curse has been weakening...I altered my original curse on the werewolves. I dropped the portion that locked pups in the wolf form, but I kept the mate portion of my curse...So technically, I still have a curse on them. So it can't be me who curses them either.

Ruby answers pointing towards the small river just a few more walks from where they are. "And I can't really go out of the country because I was cursed by my evil ex-boyfriend to be bound into this land so that I won't leave him. But in the end he was the one that bailed on me which is super ironic and now I'm trap here forever until the end of time because he was also generous to bless me with immortality, which sucks because I've tried suicide for the thousandth time to no avail. But don't worry I stopped killing myself after the first hundred years because I found a reason to live. I don't want to die a prisoner so I will live till the day that I am free and see the world before I die."

He then said, “So you are just a nobody. This Puppet’s Curse isn’t something that you can cast. Tell me who you serve and I can spare your life.” The dark figure hesitated after listening to Kaze. Then, he clenched his jaw to crush the poison between his teeth at the back of his mouth. Black blood seeped out from his mask before he collapsed on the ground, showing no signs of life. “You rather die than reveal the master you serve? It seems like your master is someone powerful,” Kaze muttered to himself with furrowed brows. Compared to the ninjas, the curse techniques were much more complicated. In Ryokan, the ratio between ninjas and curse sorcerers was one hundred to one, which explained th

Kaen" V4, Bankotsu isn't going anywhere for the time being since he wants us to bring him before the Queen, please calm down and take a seat while I explain to them. If you're still fixed on killing him then do it after dinner or even tomorrow morning, I assure you that he will still be there and if I'm wrong then I'll find him, bring him before you and let you have the honor of killing him." ------------------------------------------------------------------------ News with V3 This just in, A curse is slowly spreading throughout Ralux. This curse seems to be an extremely powerful one and it's believed to be casted by the Grim Reaper who appeared on episode 9 (Chapter 13) of ICW V2. of ICW V2

Whatever fragile hope of peace this meeting was meant to build is gone, crumbling like ash between my fingers. All that’s left are wolves glaring at me with murder in their eyes. All that’s left is the bond thrumming louder than ever, wild and undeniable, reminding me with every breath that Ronan Draven’s life is mine and mine is his. The last sound that cuts through the chaos, through the whispers and growls and the pounding in my ears, is a single word rolling like thunder across both packs: “Cursed.” It doesn’t matter who says it first. It doesn’t matter who echoes it after.

Annabelle queried, her expression thoughtful. "Cursing someone is a pretty insane reaction to a breakup if you ask me. And when the person you're cursing is the King of Werewolves, she's practically starting war between the two species." Annabelle closed the spell book that she's reading and sighed. There was nothing useful in that book unless you want to learn the different ways of extracting poison from tropical plants. The boys gaped in surprise at her statement. Having grown up with Nari almost all their lives, they had merely thought that Nari was overreacting at not finding the matebond with Romeo. However, looking from Annabelle's perspective, Nari's curse can be construed as an attac

Her answer sure came as a surprise to me. “It’s hard to understand this but the ancestors of the Goldsman were lycanthrope. It’s said that the Eldest Goldsman was referred to as Lord. He was cursed by a nasty witch after he ordered her execution for murdering innocent kids in name of sacrificial rituals. Due to it, he underwent a lot of trouble.” Caitlyn had a distant look in her eyes, staring past my shoulders towards the forest behind me.

“I wanted to apologize for whatever I had done to you, your pack and your family. I am sorry.” My eyes were any second near before shredding tears. The most ruthless and tyrant alpha was apologizing. “I know what I have done is unforgivable and haven’t think of you to forgive me ether. I wanted you to know that it was not you, it’s me. it’s always been me who was not worthy enough of a mate to you. I am…” he looked lost for words. “I am cursed. Whatever, whoever comes nears me, gets nothing except hurt and pain. I am a mess.” He said finally.

the man cursed, "she escaped. ASHLEY The worst day of my life began when I find out that the boy that took my virginity by force was my soulmate, as if that was not enough I caught him kissing my own mother, The woman that gave birth to me. My life couldn't have been any worse than it already is. I started loathing the alpha's son the day he lured a sixteen years old me into the basement of his grand father's house and have his way with me, to state a fact, he wasn't that good looking, obviously not my type, but do I have a choice? What choice do I have when a nineteen years old alpha's son had me trapped between his strong arm, maybe bitting my tongue was a choice but it's not for me, the i

I looked menacingly up at the moon and muttered under my breath, “What new games are you playing now, Selene? First, you bestowed us with a curse, and now this. My mate is a Lycan, the most powerful one. Yet, she’s so vulnerable. We couldn’t be together.” Moon Goddess must have been laughing at me from up above. Gritting my teeth, I finally reached the cottage. Padding through the empty hall, I rushed upstairs and reached her room. Panic fueled my entrance as I swept through the door. I laid Diana down, her stillness sending a chill through me. I grasped her shoulders, shaking her, desperate for a sign of life. But she didn’t move.