Cursed Dogs Novels & Stories

Tabitha continued the conversation. Sheera nearly rolled her eyes at that. "I don't think it's possible." She scoffed. Centuries ago, after the great war, the wolves were cursed with the loss of their mate's scent. They couldn't tell their mates from the other wolves, making every one of them to seem the same. As a result, the wolves only got mated to who they chose and were attracted to. Only a very very few could still find their mates. In those cases, it was considered a miracle.

Immediately, Imogen identified it to be the dog she rescued, she knew the dog was mysterious ever since the day she found him but couldn’t figure out what exactly was mysterious about him. “What’s that?” she asked as she took few steps backward to be in the same pace as Oliver. Oliver walked on to him just as he noticed he was his missing friend. But why will he try to attack Imogen, since when he had known him, all he has wanted was protect the pack and the humans. He would never attack them. At the same time to his surprise, Imogen just lifted a part of his curse. She looked back at her to Brandon who seemed to have absolutely no hint of what Oliver just discovered. He also walked over to

"How did you know about that? The rulers hid it, and there's no way for it to end up in the underworld." "I am cursed, and I must find it and return that thing to both rulers for safekeeping." "Someone must have stolen it," says Cerberus, the dog. "Do not touch anything and only get what you need. Comeback here before this hourglass loses all its grains." The dog bit the necklace of horas, it is designed with an hourglass to remind of the time that a wandering soul can spend on the underworld.

She howled, picking me up from the bench by my sore arm. “I don’t really have a choice here..” I shot back, trying to keep my tone very low. “You think you can change him? I have been here longer than anyone else and I will tell you the truth. You can’t stay here with that man!” I swallowed the lump in my throat and slowly pulled my hand away from hers, “why not?” I asked and she scoffed. “Jordan is cursed! There’s a beast living within him and he won’t tell you this because he wants to trap you here and drain the life out of you until you have absolutely nothing to live for!”

All the while hearing his master explain their story. “In the beginning, they were harmless creatures; then humans found their hiding spots. That’s when the horrid experiments started on them. They were injected with the blood of the Kraken but reacted badly to it. They became too powerful for the humans to control so they just let them run rampant. These creatures have lost their sense of judgment and need to be punished. So just enjoy yourself, Drake.” Drake does enjoy himself greatly and within a few minutes completely decimates the Whitlock boss along with his lackeys. Drake then changes back to his human form and jumps up to stand next to Angel.

Her expressions pulled themselves back into the calm demeanor like before as she penetrated deeper into her eyes with her stare. “Something evil has been roaming around these lands! These animals, particularly ones that have dark fur serve as its agents…” the words were calm though Blanchett saw her grandma’s jaw clenching, the nerves on her face tightening. The calm in her words hid something… “You know the legends of Sahmal?” She heard her speaking the name of a place, remembering those old ruins that her father told her about. As a travelling merchant, he used to tell her that caravans rather entered the woods and tried their luck with bandits and wild animals than take a shortcut through

Her words were venomous. "You have done a sin of separating two mates from each other... I curse you, Augustus... You will be separated from your mate just like me. You killed him when he was loving me, you will never be able to show your affection and love to your mate because when you do, she will die just like my mate died... He was not alert because he trusted me with his safety, he knew I'll protect him but you broke that trust, I curse you that you will never be able to win the trust of your mate and when you do, she will die in your arms just like my mate died..." She growled while struggling to attack him.

he said. "What! It can't be. I was the one he loved at first. Why the sudden twist of fate?" I asked. "You have to understand that the Alpha is under a curse and the only person that can help him break it is that girl and that's why they are bonded together," he explained. "Curse…! I think I have a brief knowledge of that," she said. "I am telling you all this so that you won't feel worse when you find him in the arms of another woman. They are fated mates," he said.

“And what’s that issue?” “I don’t know how to say, but my wolf’s fur was golden. It was a golden wolf. I didn’t hear of someone having a golden wolf. It can be a curse or ....” I didn’t know what to say. My voice was shaky. I didn’t know if it was a good sign or bad. What does the golden fur of my wolf indicate? There was a burning tension inside me because my wolf was ignoring me. “Let me tell you a story.” I nodded.

“Afraid?” “Yes, I was scared that I could lose you” “How” “My ancestors were cursed a long time ago by the goddess, hence every male wolf from my bloodline would go feral if he doesn't mark his mate before a certain age. Our wolves were cursed with poisonous venom that only the wolf of our true mate could withstand, hence a chosen mate was never an option. The problem was that the age always varies, there was no way to tell when an Alpha could go feral.” He paused,