Cursed Demon นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I was an unusual child, I began speaking and walking flawlessly at only six months old, I had impeccable hearing also, of all my very special and strange abilities, I hated that one the most, because I’ve heard nothing but hurtful words. My eyes often randomly turns golden yellow and then goes back to normal, I grew up hearing parents tell their children to not have anything to do with me, I grew up hearing everyone say I was cursed and I brought bad luck to whoever gets involved with me. Ofcourse what would I have them think, even I knew that I wasn’t normal. I grew up watching family and friends desert my mother, leaving her with only me. The guilt plagued me. Her suffering was my fault. I

I'm at the supermarket when an old woman I don't know suddenly grips my hand tightly. I instinctively shield my baby bump, but she says, "Someone has placed a swap spell on you. The dead baby is about to be transferred to your body soon." I think she's a liar, but she says, "Hurry up and try to make yourself vomit. You should try to throw up as much of that fish you just ate as you can."

Keondra sat up. "No! We are in the outskirts." Hilda said to her. "Although most of the demons wanted your soul, they couldn't possibly have it because you have ‘the cursed venom’ which is very deadly to both spirit and being." Hilda explained with the roll of her eyes. “I can't believe they are still so superstitious!” "What is 'the cursed venom'?" Keondra frowned. "I don't know exactly what it is but it doesn't have a cure. But it's all a myth, I can't believe this is real.”

The work here greatly tests one’s faith in God. Oh well, tomorrow I’m going to go down to town, so I can visit my family for a couple of days. Hopefully, I will be able to forget all of the evil things that we have On a hilltop near the edge of the Forrest stood an average-sized boy, maybe seventeen or eighteen years of age, he was also relatively skinny in a way that did not seem healthy. His presence is neither human nor demonic, but something in between, almost inhuman, or beastly as some might say. He stops at the edge of the Forrest and turns back around.

Torthrazen, the Demon of Alchemy Knowledge. Xoth'tith, the Demon of Magic Runes. Urgralan, the Demon of Curses. Iz'golen, the Demon of Malicious Thoughts. These were the four Demons that had contracted with Lesithea and Ainz in the past, and who had tormented them afterward. According to Belphegor, these Demons had semi-ethereal forms but could materialize themselves to fight. They were sealed through the use of powerful Curse and Runes made by the very same power they taught to their contractors, how ironic.

“Insane B*st*rd” the female Wind Demon cursed silently. She saw through his intentions as swiftly as a hare bolted from the arms of a predator. She could not help but be surprised by Pathfinder’s decision, given that this was not something that the normal person would do – or even try to attempt for that matter.

“According to Lucifer, demons have been disappearing from the lower rungs of the circles of hell. Most of them have the powers that the creature I killed several days ago and your…date.” Her expression blanks as she peruses the sheet. “I don’t know what most of these creatures are. What’s an incubus?” My lip quirks. “They are male lust demons. They can entice their prey and heighten sexual desire.” Her eyes snap up to mine, and all color drains from her face. “I think…I think my date…” she mutters distastefully. “…might have been an incubus. I mean, he touched me, and I felt…things.”

“Then why do you look like a cat?” “That my dear is due to a curse by a powerful demon,” Hughley said. “Demon?” “Yes, My dear. He is known as Zai, the Delta demon.” “Talking cats’ Magical bats. Now we have to deal with demons?” June asked. “Never even seen a demon before,” Elizabeth said. “Elizabeth. Each of you has seen a demon before.” Hughley corrected her. “When?” “Every time you look in a mirror.” His words adding nothing but confusion and fear, Bonnie asked what neither of the other girls could.

"If anyone knows you, it's me, and you do not believe that." "I have no choice, Damon. I set him free. He needs to move on. I need to move on. I can not do this. I need to focus on my work. There is a Demon uprising, and I do not want my nieces and nephews involved in this. I can not be distracted by this. "A mate is a strength, not a distraction. He is strong. I watched him engulf an entire room in flames and not burn a single person or thing." That shocked me. Flames are a sign of great power. Even I had trouble harnessing my fire.

Cursed from birth, Tristan had to suffer the hereditary curse passed down to him because of the sins of his father. His father Mateo had killed his cousin brother who was supposed to be the Alpha and took over the Alpha position and in doing so, he angered the moon goddess and so she placed a curse on Mateo and his son who had been born then. Tristan had to endure the hate of his pack members from a very young age. He didn't know what he did and why they hated him for he caused no harm nor pain to anyone and as he grew up, he began to ask questions and finally he got an answer from his father himself who had told him of the crime he had committed and the curse placed on their family.