Cursed Copypasta Novels & Stories

She screamed, making list of the people flinch and younger children cry in fright. "But you know what, I will leave and you will never see me again. Of course I won't leave without a gift for your unborn child, whether male or female, the child shall not experience the feeling of full wolf transformation. You can try to break the curse but you will fail and you will also beg to find me and you will also fail. This is my parting gift to you," she smiled deviously and just within a blink of an eye, Rebecca was gone. ~JASON~

My voice cracked on the words because I was certain that he did love me. Confusion marred her perfect features. “Is he sick?” Because truly, that would be the only other problem. “He's cursed.” I blurted out. “Cursed?” She sounded disbelieving. “Yes, cursed.” I spent the next few minutes explaining Brian's curse, his age, the death of his prior mates, and the future event of my possible death.

Perfect employs the flawed logic of a math teacher who accepts homework that could have been copied off of each other, just as long as it shows the right equation. One clever guy cut and pasted an image of Salvador Dali’s melting clocks to represent the habit of unpunctuality (“Wait lang”) he had developed after he got addicted to computer games. Yssy pasted images of wine bottles, pills, a car crash and prison with an accompanying backstory that’s actually stolen from Lindsay Lohan’s life. Another guy (Nathan) was more truthful and posted a picture of an arguing man and woman.

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.

"And then he fought against all the gods and..." "...and then he was cursed by the moon goddess and all her disciples to roam the earth and feed on his friends and families and everyone he ever comes in contact with." "Yes." She said. "How does this relate to my sickness?" I asked, as I became more annoyed by the minute. "You're the cursed Alpha." She said. "You're Alpha Kopis." I was astounded. Then, I couldn't control it anymore. In seconds, I was on the floor laughing out my lungs.

Until exhaustion dragged me under like a wave. And as I drifted into sleep, my last coherent thought was a curse. A curse on the day I met Adrian Vale. A curse on the day I met Maribel Cross. A curse on every moment I'd wasted loving people who saw me as nothing but a resource to exploit. Never again. Never fucking again. ​

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Laura. “I am making you. The Cursed One.”

Even if it was cursed it was their love in the end. Their Cursed Love. ____________________________________ THE END Hope you guys loved the story. Thanks for all the support and love. Don't forget to follow me on I* guys it's mirah_selim for my upcoming stories information. Till the next story adios

I murmured as if no amount of IQ in my brain could answer it. "Honey, I can only tell you that the vampire genetics works like a caterpillar in the cocoon. This way it is not much stranger to explain how caterpillars turn into butterflies."