Cursed Caillou Novels & Stories

Though Derrick was already an adult, his mental development had frozen at age five, and he still used baby bottles to drink water. As for the bottle Jess had just taken, it wasn't the one she gave me—it was a replacement I had prepared in advance. "Here, Carrie, it's ready," she said, returning with the formula. "Feed Nicholas quickly. The poor baby looks like he's about to cry from hunger." I looked down at my son, cradling him closer as a strange tightness gripped my heart. "Alright," I said softly. Seeing my compliance, Jess's eyes gleamed with something dark and twisted.

It was unusual for Ethan to be so expressive, even to laugh so loudly. "Well you don't know William, Leona. William Redorge. A very famous action film actor and-" "Yeah I know that. He's a famous actor, and?" "Come on, Ethan! Let's go quickly!" interrupted William. Ethan cleared his throat. After that he rose from his position. "Okay, Miss Russell, looks like I have to go now, before the ferocious wolf attacks me," said Ethan. William glared at his cousin and assistant. Ethan could always call him a 'wolf' in front of Leona. What if the girl gets suspicious?

Uranus shouted at her men, and they were all in shock as well, staring at the sky of the forest, "Back away from the forest!" They backed to her side instantly. The birds swirled for a while before they scattered into several directions. The forest fell in silence again. They all stood there in shock, not sure what to do. "The curse..." Calais dragged his feet to Uranus, "The curse is broken." "What? What curse?" Uranus turned at his words. "Doom..." Calais murmured and then exclaimed, "Doom is upon us now, upon the Kingdom! Hundreds of years of work, gone! We are all going back to the dark age now!"

A Fenrisúlfr. They said he once swallowed a mountain whole because someone insulted his master's tea preferences. That he brought ruin to the Western Empire when a bureaucrat called Nexus "just a soil god." That he once bit the arm off a sun deity and won the lawsuit. And now… this spirit—the wolf, the shadow, the living catastrophe in a handsome meat suit—was supposedly bound as a familiar. To Nexus. Who had gone missing. And now Selena Collins, a woman who didn’t flinch at vending machine ghosts and had the spiritual awareness of a cat who just walked through a séance, was bearing the glowing mark of his succession.

Snow wiped his tears with his little paw. "Serenity has a evil cousin, Carlos... He wanted to destroy Serenity and wanted her divine powers which were given to her instead of him... He tried everything, he caged her in stone for thousands of years until hybrids broke his curse and brought her back to the world... Serenity fought back with Carlos, she turned him into stone and hybrids broke that stone into pieces so no one could bring him back to life but they didn't know that he had a Son, Albert who revived him and no one knew about it... Serenity killed Albert too but now Carlos is back and he wants to destroy everything..." "Is he responsible for Augustus killing Nicolai?"

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.

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.

She ran her index finger along Sienna’s face and continued, “You; my Luv never died…” What Serena said made sense to Sienna. Rubbing her forehead, she muttered, “I never felt like I died either… technically I don’t know what death feels like but it just felt like me when I found myself here… I felt cold, lonely, and claustrophobic…” Serena was impressed by her analysis and decided to give her a bit of more information. “When Alaric refused my proposal three years ago, I was furious. So, I cursed him.” Walking around Sienna in circles, she continued, “Eventually, I realized that he won’t be mine even if his mate died. So, I twisted the curse so that his mate is trapped in my prison.”

“Braylon? What is going on?” Braylon looked at him puzzled, stunned at the same time. “The reason why I couldn’t use my powers. I mean, the curse that was imposed on the alphas. She…. she can lift that curse,” “Wait, that means…Oh! My! God! The last heir to the Crawford…. Imogen Crawford,” he replied within the period of time his memory flashed back to the hospital. He had seen her name on her identity card, also at her house on her award crystal.

Her expressions pulled themselves back into the calm demeanor like before as she penetrated deeper into her eyes with her stare. “Something evil has been roaming around these lands! These animals, particularly ones that have dark fur serve as its agents…” the words were calm though Blanchett saw her grandma’s jaw clenching, the nerves on her face tightening. The calm in her words hid something… “You know the legends of Sahmal?” She heard her speaking the name of a place, remembering those old ruins that her father told her about. As a travelling merchant, he used to tell her that caravans rather entered the woods and tried their luck with bandits and wild animals than take a shortcut through