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It took them days to find out what it meant, Seek the darkness, and you shall be granted power. That was what was caved on the stone. There were still a little bit not contented at that time, they wanted the darkness but how would they get the power? They kept searching on and on for more clues, till they found a secret door that lead to another dark place, they walked into it using torches but they stopped working because of the high tension that was all around the place, their body also shivered from the immense energy they were feeling, despite that they didn't give up and kept walking inside the pitch black path, the walked few kilometers before the reach a spaced room, it has more scary

His wolf was getting out of his hand every passing day . "Stop me from turning to monster , Marcus . Stop me . I don’t want to be demon . Please , stop . …"Marcus heard Fire’s pleading voice in his mind. He felt his hand shivering and heart beat raising , listenibg Fire's plead . The rough voice of Fire was turned to normal calm one . Marcus took deep breathes to control his anxiety , seeing the sudden change , again What is happening to Fire ? Is curse started showing its effect ? If the situation goes on getting more and more severe . Then he wouldn’t be able to control , fire more .

Only after he walked away into the forest did she approach the dying embers. Most of the items had been reduced to blackened curls of ash. But one photograph had survived, half-consumed by fire. Its scorched edges curled like withered petals. A woman’s face stared out from the remaining portion—beautiful, solemn, eyes that seemed to follow the viewer. Eloise had slipped the fragment into her pocket without fully understanding why. She still kept it hidden beneath her mattress.

It took the doctors two months to return me to normal, so yes, I'm screwed. 'For fuck’s sake, Cookie! Take it, or you know what's up!' Cookie, it's obvious this insane man wants to pour his frustration on you, don't give in. You are Cookie Carlisle, think of what to do very fast! I scrunched my nose, thinking fast for an escape plan, so… Yes! 'If I take this like I did the last time, I will run mad for two months, and then what use will I be to you?'

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.

He spit, signaling that she's trash to him now. The woman didn't care, she continued on with what she was doing, pleasing the king. The Eagle King tilted his head back as he was enjoying the woman's mouth. Curtis was disgusted that this man doesn’t even behave like a king at all. He was such a lustful man, even in his late fifties. He had white hair with overgrown white beard. He was missing one of his front teeth, and his teeth was stained yellow. “My king,” said Curtis, cutting in on the Eagle King’s enjoyment.

After a few seconds, he snapped out of it and flew into a rage. He shouted as he pointed at the photo, "Amelia, what kind of sick game are you playing? Why are you displaying these things? Are you trying to curse Heidi?" I stared at him coldly, my heart unmoved. "Even now, you refuse to believe Heidi is gone. How dense can you be?" My voice was eerily calm, sending goosebumps to anyone who was listening. "Ethan, why would I use Heidi to deceive you? You're not worth it anymore. If you don't believe me, ask Simon if he really picked Heidi up safely that day!"

"The curse is real." "No," I said desperately. "What do you mean, this isn't me!" "Four hours," Dante whispered, looking directly at me. "You've been here four hours and I'm already dying." "What do you mean by that? and if you think so, is this how curses work?" "Isn't it?" Soren asked coldly. "Your first mate died in a hunting accident. Random attack. Your second mate got killed by rogues. Random attack. The third mate just dropped dead. Random death."

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

Until I could already read it. "Lords of Immortals, grant my wish, I wish to end the curse and wake all my pack members. Lords of Immortal wake up thy unconscious and bring their life back- AHHH!" My sharp squeal echoed in the room when a flash of lightning suddenly struck the grave. I stepped back and ran out of the place. I shifted and ran faster while the thunder was making me want to cry out loud. Even if my lungs run out of air I persist to run and run back to the pack.