Cursed Bfdi Novels & Stories

Burhan whispered to Aryadi's wolf form. Aryadi growled and muttered his answer using his mind. “That's what makes Hugo called the Cursed, Burhan. He obtained the form of an immortal being fraudulently and in an unusual manner, which was extremely improper. Then the form he could be even more terrifying than it should be. Burhan's head chuckled. “Before that … who was he in the first place?” Aryadi growled again. “Human. He's just an ordinary human … with a mind as mad as a real devil.”

I look back at the paper and unwrap it, finding a handwritten note with the heading; the cursed brothers and their doom. Curiosity gets the best of me and I find myself reading the rest of the note. “The three brothers were once human, they lived in 1700s before they were cursed by a powerful witch because of their evil deeds; they were the first werewolves to never walked the surface of the earth,” Suddenly, I feel like I'm reading something I shouldn't but again, curiosity wins and I read the rest of the note. “The spell was both a curse and a blessing. It gave them immortality, riches and the wealth they'd always desired but then came their doom in the form of a girl who is said bare the

"It's easy to get dirty information from someone when you work in the underworld. And consequently easier to use that as a bargaining chip. We never go against the current, but rather in its direction, trying to take advantage of it." "Well, we are going against the current," I say, very proud of my thought, because I know I would never surrender to people as low as the Lestari. "Especially you, who are going against your own father." "Maybe." "So when are you going to tell me the stuff about Guntur and Sapphire?" I look at her and Devi looks at me in surprise. "You know about Sapphire?" "Do I look like an idiot, by any chance?" "Yes, you do," she says. "How did you find out?"

Alexander stared at it for a while and nodded at them. They both left my presence while still discussing on how to go about in capturing the rogues. Holding the invitation card in my hand, I closed his eyes as the memory of years ago flashed before me. I had been cursed to live forever and had lived a thousand years hoping I would be able to break the curse. I remembered the prophecy that on the third day of the third month of the full moon I shall meet the one that was destined to break the curse. It has been a thousand years now and many third month of the full moon had passed but I was yet to meet the destined one.

"What… what are you saying?" "They poisoned you. Then, fearing your soul’s revenge, they bound your spirit to Alaric’s blood with magic. That’s what made you tethered to his descendants. It wasn't your choice. Then… then Alaric went mad from your constant presence. He decided to shatter your soul and seal it. The ritual went wrong. That was when… that was when the 'curse' was born. From your unbearable pain. It wasn't a spell. It was a scream."

“Oh don’t be so dramatic dear, Just because I’ve finally met that mutt of yours breathe, doesn’t mean I can’t shove her back in her cage.” Her eyes flashed a wicked green, and Laura felt the pull of Melody’s curse slither across Miguma, moving through her veins, cold and blinding. She gritted her teeth. Fighting it. The mark of Elara glowing through her shirt. A low grunt drew their attention. Damian. He dropped to one knee, pain twisting his face as the remnants of the curse of the sword in the wound flared again. Melody turned her gaze to him, her tone mockingly sweet. “Oh, poor Alpha Damian. You really should rest. All that bleeding can’t be good for your pride.”

That was the problem with The Cursed; they died before we could do any proper research on it and their bodies turned to ashes, leaving us grappling at nothing. There was one thing we knew about the cursed: they were betas that were demon-possessed. All of them had a pentagram, a sign of demon possession, on the bottom left side of their necks. It explained why betas suddenly had power and strength that could par with an average alpha. “Did you find out anything about it? Where did it come from? Who it was?” “Yes, we managed to get that. Just like the others, it was a beta, Joe Blake from Jannah.”

Isabella and her mother are back, what do I do now, I don't want to imagine the kind of look I might get if she finds out her best friend was devoured by my beast. Or worst still what might happen to me. I cringed at the thought. Ashley you are dead

Wooow, exactly what I need to stop the wedding. "Alex and Beatrice -" "STOP it-" "Don't use that tone on me, Bahedia. I am not your subordinate. I am the sourde de San. If you don't talk to me with respect, I will ensure your race is wiped out-" "Vahemir -" "Take one more step to my baby sister and I will put your head on a chopping board, I will ensure your pack watch you be killed", Davil places his hand on my shoulder and Alex looks down in embarrassment.

“I’m afraid Imara may not be so easy. Ben at least understands that his life isn’t correct. He knows he doesn’t belong in Savannah among all this opulence. Imara won’t even acknowledge that something is amiss. She’s not concerned at all that it isn’t the 1890’s anymore and she won’t see the ring on her finger or the mark on her neck. Her denial is endless.” Jasper scratched his head, messing up his dark curly hair. He pushed himself back in his chair and crossed his leg on top of his knee. “I haven’t seen this curse in a lot of years. There’s almost no information on it. I have researchers working in the library as we speak. Don’t worry, Thorin, we’re going to get this thing straightened out