Cursed Cosplays Novels & Stories

"Daughter of the late Alpha of the Moonveil Pack." My knuckles rested. Moonveil. Of course. I’d known there was more to her than just some wayward woman with an attitude. I raised an eyebrow, "Go on." "She's been on the run. An escaped heir that the current Alpha - her uncle - wants dead." Draven paused "There are... rumors, Alpha. Rumors that state that she's cursed." "Cursed?" I scoffed but motioned for him to continue. "It's said that any man who... becomes intimate with her bleeds to death.”

“Immortal…?” He nodded once. “Cursed to walk through centuries, bound in shadow and flame, never belonging to the world of the living or the dead. Every few decades, I change my name, my face, my mask. But the curse stays.” His smile was bitter, broken. “Harry is just the name I wear for now.” I stared at him, the weight of his confession pressing hard against my chest. “And headmistress Morwen?”

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?

I watch as Lucy waddles to my closest to pick me out an outfit. "Black leather, black leather, black leather…..okay, Tori, we need to discuss your clothing choices. Do you have anything that's not black and has secret dagger compartments?" I laugh, walking over to the closet. "This one is chocolate, so not black." I push a few things aside, and there is a three-quarter-length red dress that shows entirely too much breast but judging by the look on Lucy's face, she likes this one.

I asked her right away. She then started chanting: " Through death ... Through life. A cursed one shall go dark. Missing through space. Missing through time. A locked door will be Locked no more. leading to chaos, horror, and blood. And the dark shall bring nothing but doom." "What was that?" I asked her, then she repeated the same while explaining. " Through death ... Through life => Someone who managed to visit both of worlds. A cursed one shall go dark => The same person shall carry a curse, your mate is a curse luna so she's likely to become the dark luna.

I buried my face in my hands and the metal scent of blood made me gag. What have I done? She was never supposed to see that side of me. Never. But she had. And now she’d never look at me the same way again. The curse. That damn curse. I had lived with it for so long, it had become second nature. But tonight? Tonight it reminded me that it owned me. I leaned my head back against the wall, blinking water out of my eyes. I was cursed by the Moon Goddess herself.

It looked very beautiful and our school's event planners did a great job. Mustafa and I got to school early and we were led to the backstage where the other contestants were as well so we could get dressed and prepare ahead for our individual performances. This year's dance theme gave me the opportunity to cosplay a character from an anime that I have been dying to cosplay; GGK from Carole and Tuesday hence, I was very grateful.

A voice — deep, ancient, hungry — rolled through the darkness. “You defy me again, wolf.” Cole’s teeth bared. “Damn right I do.” The ground erupted. From the fissures rose the shadow of a man — tall, faceless, cloaked in light and smoke. The same figure that haunted Lila’s dreams. The King of the Cursed. “Would you give your life for her?” the voice asked. “Yes.” “You would give your soul?” “Yes!” Cole roared. The figure tilted its head, almost amused. “Then bleed for her.”

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.

she demanded at once. “I am cursed…or I was cursed.” I said and Kylo squished my hand. “My Luna and my pack went through a big tragedy, Alpha Zenith. A half-witch cursed her to be the misery of my pack, and after our coronation, the curse started to happen. And the only way to cut the curse was her death, we asked the Hybrid Reaper’s help but he created a bond with her. I hope you can help us cut it.” She looked at me, and pity lingered in her eyes.