Cursed Black Cats Novels & Stories

* Liken said jumping up and down. *You will find out soon.* Alaric said in a disgruntled voice. He trotted to the door and was about to knock when the door swung open revealing a lady dressed in a long white robe. Her hair was tied up in a bun and her face was radiant. She carried a large black cat in her hands. Seeing Alaric, the cat jumped out of her arms and ran inside. He never liked to be around Alaric. “Aunty, prompt as ever… you never let me knock the door,” Alaric complained with a weak smile.

Big and dangerous that will no doubt have grave consequences for us all. Especially the one who has hired us all to this Facility. He is mad with a desire for eternal life. He has mages visit us sometimes to do different experiments on the Subject. What they do to him is beyond me. It sometimes appears back in its room with strange black markings on its body. After a few days though; the markings just disappear. This place fills me with dread, and I don’t know how much longer I can continue to work for these kinds of people. The work here greatly tests one’s faith in God.

Sebastian looked away and suddenly a familiar scream echoed in his head. IT'S A CURSE OF A DAUGHTER. He flinched shaking his head and gulping down. Sparing a single glance at Darren he walked back to the punching bag grabbing it with both hands. The bag was slightly ripped off, why couldn't he get that particular sentence out of his end from the night she spat on his face? Something bigger and unchangeable might happen.

Years ago, a witch cast a prophecy over me. She said I was the cursed wolf, an abomination who would bring the pack to ruin. My parents believed it completely. Locked me in the cellar that same night and left me to starve. My older sister, Sia, fought like hell to keep me alive. When the pack came for me, she stood in front of every single one of them, crying as she tried to shield me. "She's not an abomination. She's never hurt anyone." Because of those words, when the Alpha fell for her but still feared me, that so-called abomination, I volunteered for exile. Walked away from the pack forever. Before I left, I gave Sia a charm. Told her, if anyone ever laid a hand on her, just speak into i

Suzanne asked with a frown as she noticed a small frown on Athena's face. "Yeah, what's wrong? You look worried about something. Your mood seems a little down as well." Patricia added after Suzanne with a small frown as well. "Well, I will let you guys guess and give you guys a hint." Athena said with an annoyed look on her face. Suzanne and Patricia looked at each other in confusion before looking back at Athena. "The black cat came to my way twice today." Just after Athena completed her sentence, realisation immediately drew upon on their faces.

The ink has faded with age, but the words remained legible, their elegance undiminished. My ancestor’s name stares up at me, almost mockingly. Artemis Black. A name long lost to our history. I’m not even sure if the Shifters know his name still. To them, he’s just the dumbass that had gotten himself, along with his whole pack, cursed. And that was that for them. But not for us. Though I knew it was my ancestor that had caused this curse, I’d never read his journal. My father had kept it under lock and key when I was a boy and, when I became Alpha, I had other problems to worry about than some ancient writings.

The black cat was only able to save less than half of the pregnant women. "Bastards! If I find you, I will torture you in my black fire!" said the black cat with a strong intent to kill. As a sacred beast of the Heaven Sect, he could not allow the people of the eastern continent to suffer like that, and he also hated slavery the most. "Let's go back to our brothers, everything will be over after we return!" said the black cat to the green snake as it moved towards Gu City.

Damion’s chest tightened painfully. How was he supposed to make her believe? Catherine sighed deeply. “I understand this is difficult to accept, but you must listen to me,” she said, her voice even and firm. She turned to Lucas, sensing that he was at least willing to listen. “You’ve both heard the legend before. The Blackwood Curse.” Lucas’s face darkened. He had heard it. Everyone in the Blackwood family had. “It was nothing but a stupid story,” he muttered, but there was hesitation in his voice.

She’s the mother of all cats. ‘I take it you don’t mean size-wise. I recall Fluffy here weighs about a ton.’ Returning his faint smile, Rachel said, ‘In ancient Egypt, all cats were sacred, but physicians used the symbol of the black cat in their healing.’ ‘You’re really into all this mystical stuff, aren’t you?’ Surprised that he sounded interested and wasn’t condemning her beliefs when he could have, she said, ‘I suppose I am. And thank you for not saying mystical nonsense. A lot of people have no qualms about belittling my profession.’

“Everyone is scared of a particular cat, that black one.” She giggles, but still only to herself and inside her mind. While sitting in front of the children, and with her adorable looks, everyone is afraid of her. Why? Because she is a mere black cat. “How did this ominous black cat enter?” Ominous. The word rings in her ears, but she is all used to hearing and accepting from the mortals that only look at the color black as bad and whisper a dangerous call. “It must be a demon!” “No, it must be the demon’s familiar!”