Cursed Cats Novels & Stories

before Aron could finish, a curse rang out from behind and as all of them swivelled their heads to look at the source of the cursing, Reyna wasn’t surprised that it was Diskant who was spouting curses after curses for Glenn. “ We are sorry about this,” said Reyna though she didn’t stop Diskant from his cursing session, if she was being honest, she too wanted to curse just like him. A hybrid wolf that can morph his appearance? No wonder, Glenn was never caught in his dirty deals...if such a pawn was in his hands even she would have a hard time catching him. “ This guy named CAT, is he the only one or there are more?”

"What the fuck did YOU do? And how fast can you undo it?" "It was undone," Tubby said in that cryptic Fate way that made one want to tempt Fate and strangle them just to see what would happen. "Years of pain, years of cruelty, years of loneliness. The no-fur curse is no more." "What fucking curse?" Spitfire demanded. He pointed to the fluffy tail that wouldn't stop twitching. "Do you see what's on my ass? THIS is the curse, you fucking twit." "Purl!" The tubby tom moved behind the tiny fate like he could hide there. "He's scary. You talk to him."

LAVINIA'S POV "Son, I still don't understand why you agreed to this marriage in the first place, we could have easily gone to war instead. That girl is cursed, she could bring destruction to our pack but yet you're still adamant about it." Alpha Argo said and my heart clenched. I didn't realize it but tears had gathered at the edge of my eyes. Was this really what my future father in-law thought about me? How can he refer to me as cursed and a bringer of destruction? What had I ever done to him?

She felt it was her responsibility, but she also knew she couldn't fight them alone, but she needed help from others, she thought. She used her curse which was "cursed speech". She was able to make something happen with just a word. If she was to say die to anyone they would die instantly, but that depends on how strong the soul of the person was. She used her cursed speech to curse three swords, that can be used to kill anyone that was cursed, with a stab in the chest. She wanted to do more but she couldn't, the cursed energy was too heavy for her mortal body to behold. The three she did take a toll on her body and she lost her voice. She wasn't able to speak or talk again since that day.

Her voice rent in the air. A few minutes later, the Alphas came, and I could see the looks on their faces. They stared at me in contempt. “This she-wolf is cursed. Her wolf is destructive, and it will bring nothing but destruction and death to her kind.” Alpha Cato started. The other werewolves and she-wolves chanted in support. “Yes. Kill the wolf of destruction!”

“How dare she!” Everyone had something to say. “Quiet now, she has already lost a lot.” Veronica came closer and leaned in. “No mate,” she smiled. “No wolf. Huh, sweetie.” Cat fired her the dirtiest glare she could offer. “The moon has already cursed her. She would live the rest of her pathetic life struggling, till she dies as the nobody she is. Not even her family can save her faith.” Cheers filled the hall. Everyone seemed satisfied with her fate. “Now, for the final punishment that we are obligated to give her. Alpha Draven, Banish her.”

Now this whole murdered lovers' theme was getting too gloomy. “Don’t tell me you guys actually believe this shit!” Cassie laughed. “You two are crazy if you believe in cursed pussies. I've never heard of such a thing.” “Well, I'm not taking that chance. I think I need a cleanse,” Kitty argued. “Like a priest to come and bless me or something.” Cassie and Cherry looked at each other before peeling over on the bed, laughing their asses off. “The best thing you can do now is get some sleep. You'll feel better in the morning,” Cassie told her.

F*ck, I’m losing it in here. I resisted the desire to pull my dress off me, along with everything under, and go over to them, suck each of their needing d*cks till they became sore. ‘Like that’s possible.’ The temperature continued rising and I cursed whoever was behind the controls. ‘I think you should take it easy with curses. Don’t you remember what happened last time?’ The curse. The council said it was my curse that made them sterile. It was scary to think that it could be true.

The next morning, I cannot still tell or link what he was talking about. What did it mean? It sounded personal like he was remembering a traumatic experience. He was talking to his father and he mentioned something about the other one being cursed. What did that even mean? As far as I know, Cult and Jack are the only two cursed werewolves that I am aware of. Does he have a cursed brother? I ask myself as I watch the intruders filing up, I think they are doing some training as I watch them from upstairs.

Cursed from birth, Tristan had to suffer the hereditary curse passed down to him because of the sins of his father. His father Mateo had killed his cousin brother who was supposed to be the Alpha and took over the Alpha position and in doing so, he angered the moon goddess and so she placed a curse on Mateo and his son who had been born then. Tristan had to endure the hate of his pack members from a very young age. He didn't know what he did and why they hated him for he caused no harm nor pain to anyone and as he grew up, he began to ask questions and finally he got an answer from his father himself who had told him of the crime he had committed and the curse placed on their family.