Novel & Cerita Cursed Dogs

We walked out of the dungeon and he locked the door, then we went down the hall to the other side, which was more like an animal shelter, where we locked away animals that had gone berserk. “Helen’s owner had asked that she be killed to put her out of her sorrow,” Hark said as he stood in front of a cage. A white furred dog was in there– I couldn’t tell the breed, but it was huge and it kept snapping and growling at it. I nodded at Hark, waiting for how he wanted to use this dog to prove his point. He opened the food and placed it inside the cage for the dog to eat. It rushed it instantly and Hark barely saved his arm.

I stood at a crossroad not knowing where to go, if I return to Crescent moon wolf park back to my aunt’s mansion she will just throw me out all over again and I’m sure nobody there will be pleased to see me over there, I’m sure they were pretty happy to see me go. All my years in Crescent moon wolf pack I was never able to make a single friend, well I made a friend once but then she became my greatest bully. All my years at Crescent moon pack making friends was the most difficult thing ever because mothers warned there daughters to stay away from me because I am bad news, a cursed wolf, they believe that the cursed placed on me by the moon goddess as a result of my mother’s defiance can rub

Wolves from the outer clans, limping and injured. Jorah’s eyes widened. “Open the gates! Quickly!” The refugees stumbled inside, gasping, their eyes wide with terror. One of them, an elder wolf with silver scars on his face, collapsed to his knees. “The curse has spread,” he rasped. “The Blackwood is lost. The rivers turned red overnight. We barely made it out.” Mira knelt beside him, placing a hand on his chest to stabilize his breathing. “The curse thrives on fear,” she murmured.

"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

Just as the two of them exited the grove, Cere came bounding up to them. His tongue hanging from his mouth. He pounced on her. Andi looked around to see if the old woman he lived with was nearby. Jace tried to help get Cere off her but the dog turned to him and growled. Jace noticed little flames in his eyes as he did so. Stepping back, he put his hands in his pockets. A simple question came to mind, could this be a hellhound?

May the last man standing win. He got to a part of the large fence that was farthest away from the guards patrolling. They assumed no one would attempt to break in from there because that’s where the dog pens were, and they were right. The dogs were almost as large as some werewolves themselves, and feral, bred to kill and infused with black magic. A wolf was better off fighting wolves like himself than taking up Matteo’s hounds. But Caden wasn’t worried. The hounds knew him. He had played, fought, and fed them. They would never harm him. He just hoped they remembered his scent fast enough before ripping him apart first.

“There was a Great War fought between the two packs in a final showdown. The Bloodhound took down the wolves but in spilling the blood of the Alpha he cursed him and his pack. The Bloodhound didn’t kill the heir to the pack but he was not fully aware of this at the time. He returned back across the ocean and what was left of the Eclipse remained here until a plague took them west to the land where the Bloodhound had come from. The Bloodhound is said to be locked and frozen in time. Cursed into a life of damnation by the witch who placed the curse on him.” And that was where the story ended. I couldn’t understand how someone could be so cruel.

"Quick! Do a quick search! I want to know who had hurt my Howling Celestial Dog." He was furious when he smelled the scent of chili powder on the Howling Celestial Dog. Even though the Howling Celestial Dog was not a godly beast, it was an enchanted dog. It had been with him for thousands of years; it was always brave and had never let him down. Yang Jian could not bear it when he saw his loyal dog harmed by mere chili powder. As the saying went—watch out for its owner when you hit a dog. Yang Jian felt he was humiliated that someone had dared to hurt his dog.

I turned to face Kyle with a furious gaze. "Look Ash, it's not what you think, I promise I will never cheat on you again... " I grabbed his shoulder with my hands and forced him to his knees. I was fighting my wolf and trying to suppress her from coming to the surface, but her cage was broken after a few minutes and I gave in to her. She forced Kyle to his knees eyes flaring red and anger burning through her. We glared at him before bending down and sinking our teeth into his neck.

She stepped forward and replied, “ Alpha Odin has a very much tragic background. His parents had an untimely and mysterious death, which no one had been able to uncover over the years.” “Mysterious? What mystery does it have?”. “Yes, his parents had died even without having any disease at all. That’s the most mysterious thing here. The cause of death is unknown. But, the people in his village, had felt the presence of the Moon goddess the night before they died.” “And also, there’s the rumor that whoever he had a bonding and connection with him, had died an untimely death, that’s why he’s called the cursed one in his pack, and his pack members hate him and can’t stand him.”