Cursed Chicken Novels & Stories

Only now the roles were reversed. 'Fuck! Cheetah's curses are finally ready to bite me in the ass!'

"I do want to do what you just said, great King. But I can't leave when you need my help. Tell me what the Cursed is and how to find it and I'll gladly relieve you all of it." "So kind..." "How can he be so selfless...?" "He wants to risk his life for us...?" Murmurings continued. "The Cursed isn't a thing but a mortal" The Priestess mumbles and stops letting her word sink into him before continuing; "he was our first King and creator. A mortal who sought power and got it. Being so powerful he killed himself and built the kingdom you see. He was called the God of the underworld. But at a time his power infiltrated his head and he started killing us. He killed and killed until he killed a God

Iris slowly looked up. "…What?" Panther's grin stiffened. Lucien paused mid-bite. Seraphina blinked once. Iris frowned. "Did you just say… chicken?" Lucien coughed, almost choking on his noodles. Panther's face darkened. "It's Black Thunder Chicken Riders!" he repeated, voice rising. Iris tilted her head. "…That sounds like a fried chicken brand." Lucien turned away, shoulders shaking slightly. Seraphina lowered her head, quietly continuing to eat.

As soon as they were released, the chickens, still tied at the legs, immediately went into a frenzy, fluttering around the cave entrance. "These are chickens," Ben said, watching Clar's eyes light up. He knew he had chosen well, his lips curving into a small, pleased smile. "Gugu chickens, for you." Lucas’s sharp gaze swept over Clar before narrowing at the "scheming tiger." His veins bulged as he clenched his fists, clearly ready to snap. Was it really just chickens? Ben was using this small thing to gain favor, and it infuriated him. Clar, now unable to resist, swallowed at the sight of the lively chickens. Thoughts of East An chicken and white-cut chicken flooded her mind. However, given

The air cracked open like thunder. The battlefield had gone eerily still, every sound swallowed by the unnatural quiet that followed the explosion. Smoke curled upward from the scorched earth, and through the haze, Elara could feel it—the pulse of something ancient and wrong spreading through the world. The curse had awakened.

What was she going to do… The chicken had all been cooked, and they could not be frozen. It was going to be difficult to store them. Although it was almost autumn, the surrounding temperature was still quite warm. They would spoil within a few days. Besides, what was she going to do with so much chicken? Then, she turned to glare begrudgingly at Elijah. “What on earth is going on?” The man ignored her and walked over to stare at the chicken. “This one was prepared by The Golden Age. You can have this.”

Elina mouth watering seeing chicken leg piece. Elina curses him " here he gave me fucking 100 dollars and see he is eating all the items.. what will I get in this high five restaurant for just 100 dollars.. ahh.. my chicken.. that too creamy chicken and with mushroom.. ahh.. he has to get stomach ache... he has to get diarrhea... he has to get food poison... my chicken.... I miss you.. " Elina can only see and get mouth watering.. huh it's better not to see... so she went and sat on the bench... few minutes skips... some three boys comes and flirt with her..

The following morning, Enzir woke up early with the sound of Kora’s nervous clucking. He looked out his window and found that the chicken was not without company. A rooster was walking around her excitedly and after flapping his wings, gave out a loud crow that could have woken even the heavy sleeper. Enzir smiled as he saw the two chickens eyeing each other and flapping their wings in some form of dance. Slowly, Enzir lowered his window to give the chickens some privacy.