Cursed Chicken Novels & Stories

ZEPHYRINE's POV. I stood frozen, my mind reeling in shock. "Cursed!" someone shouted, and the word was taken up by others, echoing through the clearing. "She's cursed, she's cursed, she's cursed! I felt like I'd gotten the wind sucked out of me, that he had reached in and sucked everything from my insides out. The words cut deep, and a part of me couldn't help but wonder one question: Was it me? Am I cursed to have people around me die under these circumstances that are so mysterious?

He had no idea how many people were cursed, but there should not be many from their guild. As the seconds flew by, Zen’s skills were tested. The guild members reported that there were a total of seven cursed victims. Of which, four were badly shattered, so there were only three left. Zen put in the last batch of Rainbow Egg mixture into the oven and waited for the cursed victims to be brought over. He could not help but feel down. Despite his best efforts, four were dead. [You have received a reward for clearing the Egg Hunt Event. Kindly claim your reward from the inbox after the event has concluded.]

“Two packs existed to be the most powerful pack of our kind, the alvuelas and the crescent pack.” “Our pack was the crescent. The Alvuelas were concerned about power, they wanted to rule the entire werewolves pack with the tip of their fingers. It wasn’t in favour of the other packs as they have predicted how toxic the leadership will be, they prefer to be ruled by their own alpha since there is an alpha in every pack. The Alvuelas used violence and threatened the other subordinate packs with the death of their whole pack. They didn’t have much choice than to follow his influence and voted the Alvuelas in power. But there were two heroes from the crescent pack that stood against the whole pr

Celeste rises, very upset. "But you're not cursed. Grandma made it up because she was upset that her son died and you were left. You look a lot like him and were a painful reminder of what she lost. That's why she sent you away and why she spread such an awful rumor." Hope swells in my chest and I can't stop it. There's a possibility I might not be cursed!

But I was surprised after a few minutes of closed eyes and it never came, I opened my eyes to take in the recent happening. A golden furred lion was standing behind the psychopathic Jake, clutching desperately at the right hand that was holding the injection aimed at me. It was the lion that Lord Percival gave to me, or should I say the Phoenix's egg. The lion stared at me obviously waiting for further instructions, but the soft female voice that ranged through my mind made think otherwise. " Little old pretty lady, Should I eat him? I am hungry," I turned around to the side that I thought the voice was coming from but I didn't see anything.

“Her wolf has awakened. Her core has healed from the damage of years that your love did.” Her words felt like a blade over my wounds. How could my love make her suffer that much, and my distance soothed her? Grandpa was right. If I stayed away from her, she’d heal naturally. And now she was healed. She had a wolf and that too special one. It could mean the curse had broken. My eyes brightened.

He may have been through worse and has a amazing pain tolerance but his body is still on fire and is still feeling pain so he's been trying to block it by literally anything that could be a distraction. Kurai then went to the altar to see two chickens; a rooster and a hen. They are tied and bound in silk. Are they sacrifices, offerings? He then took both birds under his arms and untied it in front of the girls. They were panicking and running around with the chickens on the loose. After yelling, people have went on to capture the birds. This is just a memory so it doesn't happen in real life but it's hilarious watching them chase after chickens. It's just petty revenge. The commotion has got

"WAIT, GUYS. WHAT DOES 'cursed' even mean?" asked Ruthie. "Maybe it isn't so bad." Zander looked at me. I was starting to feel anxious. My sethian acquaintances included Conrad, Zander and his brother - and the Collector in a roundabout way. I had a pretty good idea who in that group might belong to the cursed category. "I don't know," I said. "Maybe." "Well, if we get to vote, I vote that Zander's jerk face brother is cursed," said Ruthie.

Marco asked If he was really interested in what will happen next. "He chose to kill himself," sister Clarity said. "What if the guy can't die? What if he will never die?" Ken asked with a stern voice. "What do you mean Mr Hendrix?" Sister Clarity's brows crossed. "I mean what if that was cursed of Lucifer to him? What If he was cursed to live forever so that he'll suffer forever, watching the woman he loves die repeatedly." My brows crossed. I heard a pinch of pain in his voice or maybe I was just delusional. Plus his idea made me more confused and curious about the two angel's love stories.

1696, St. Austell, Cornwall, England I awoke with an unusual burning sensation enveloping my entire body as I tried to open my arduous eyelids, but the smothering heat engulfed me, drowning me as I started to shake uncontrollably, impelling me to the darkness as I lost consciousness. However, before I was hauled to a bottomless gulf, I heard Amara's revoltingly aggrieved voice. “You will be doomed for an eternity of solitude and suffering, Caleb as you have scathe and betrayed my love for you...”