Cursed Anime Ships Novels & Stories

After they graduated Yahiko and Tsunade married and lived happily not knowing that a danger was lurking around. Nagato, out of hatred and frustration of losing the person he has been crushing on, went to a bar full of thugs and got drunk, too drunk that he kept blunting insults and threats to the gang of thugs that were present there. That made them angry that they beat him to a pulp, he got sick for days before dying, and as life could have it he was given a second chance. He was cursed also. He traced all those gang members and killed them all before his focus directed to the woman that dumped him.

Lissa: “ My God... Alexandra: “ This ship was the same as the ship that Igor and Kataleya ventured on, according to legends. Lissa said nothing. Alexandra: “ And that's why I'm here! To find out what my grandmother couldn't! I think this ship should not be used anymore! They do everything, rehabilitate the ship, change this and that, but every hundred years the same thing happens, a couple disappears! A couple doesn't come home! Lissa: “ Do you think this ship is cursed? Alexandra: “ I don't know if it's true, but according to my grandmother, she told me that this couple who didn't return home were possessed! It was Kataleya and Igor in soul. And a hundred years ago the ship was late and los

Izan said so sadly I felt like crying. He looked devastated. “Why can't we seal the mates bond?” I asked with more trepidation. “Because of the curse,” Izan said angrily. “If we bond as mates, there is a chance that I will pass the curse to you and you will die in the process. I can't claim you if there is the slightest chance. You are the most important thing to me.” Hearing her greatest fear shook me completely. I couldn't help but shed tears. “That's terrible,” I said painfully.

She morphs into an owl and flies off into the distance. “The cold ones.” Brea hisses as they all look over the horizon at the huge ships coming from across the sea. “Cursed ones,” the leader of the natives announces. “We call them cold ones,” Brea explains. “They are cursed.” the leader of the natives maintains. “If you look closely you will see the spell reflecting on their wooden water house.” Brea looks at the ships closely. Her eyes widens as she sees the signs. The curse is barely visible but it is there, contaminating even the ship.

The Royal who slapped her, asks. Annalise raises her head and says, "Last I checked, the nobles and noblesse can have meetings without informing the Royals." Everyone is shocked that she spoke that way to a Royal, but the Royals are not. "Annalise..." "Yes?" "You have something to say to us." "I do." "You may begin." She nods, happy the opportunity came to sooner than she expected. "There is a curse on the lycan who apparently is our vessel's mate."

This was too much for me to bear. It wasn't just the pain of betrayal, it was the pain of the fact that I now have to choose between staying alive or losing everyone in Lúa Infinita. Blood wolves are cursed shifters that bring death and destruction to those around them. A stigmatised were-creature whose curse can only be triggered by their mates. The curse is a devouring spirit that eats the souls of the ones around the cursed and quenches its taste with their blood. It was a barbaric curse that once triggered, will not end except the cursed is killed or the mate of the cursed dies after the others and everything they both hold dear is destroyed. Hendrix, this pack, his family and even Scarl

The walls were so thick and cold I could hardly bring myself to lean on it. They hated me. All of them. The pack, my family, everyone. To them, I was the cursed one, the girl with the star-shaped birthmark on her neck. My fingers brushed against the mark, the raised skin a permanent reminder of what they said I was—a bringer of misfortune. They whispered that my mother, the former Luna, had died because of me. That the moment I came into this world, she left it. And so, they punished me for simply existing. My father, alpha Darius of the MoonCrown pack took sides with my step sister and step mother and I was constantly helpless.

It always happens whenever I'm scared. "Calm down, Cara, lest you reveal your powers to him," Hana whispers angrily. "If that happens we can kiss this place goodbye because we'll be thrown out as bad bloods." Bad bloods. Otherwise known as the Ruined, or the Cursed. The spoilt apples.

I barely have fights with my wolf on things that are this intense, but I will be damned if I let the furred beast blame me for this like he doesn't understand the reasons behind every action we've taken so far. A dark chuckle explodes in my mind. "Really? You're going to act like your actions aren't the reason she's hanging on by a thread right now?" My eyes drop closed and I groan. "Rico, you know as much as I do that there is, in fact, a reason for this." "No reason warrants this!" He thunders. "The curse worsens if we lose another mate. Especially in this way." I snap, feeling rage start to seep through every single crevice of my being. "That would only happen if you keep nagging instead

Liam warned as I held his arms waiting for his sanity to return. "This is Quite hard for me to bear, getting married to a man who I barely know facts about him, he's just keeping me on tje surface when I'm supposed to drown, then it would be my choice to stand offshore or sink into it." I muttered to myself as I held his shoulders as his sanity returned. He grunted, holding his head, I guess the curse was fading, which must have been the reason it's like this. We have to defeat the enemy, find peace and hope for the Moon goddess to look upon him again.