Cursed Eddsworld Images Novels & Stories

Ancient stone walls whisper secrets as Ceres walks deeper into the hidden passage. Ceres (whispering to herself, brushing her hand along the wall): "This place… It's been sealed for decades, maybe longer. And yet—torches that light on their own? What kind of magic is this?" A faint tremor runs beneath her feet. The air grows warmer, and the scent of old ash and burned parchment thickens. Ceres (grimacing): “Smells like the Flamewood archives after that explosion… But this is colder. Older.” She pauses as she spots something strange—a series of etched symbols glowing faintly on the walls: a sun bleeding into a crescent moon, a wolf head split down the middle, and a tree engulfed in flame.

I had to make sure she was breathing safely. “Relax,” my wolf assured me. “She’s fine. No one can enter your bedroom. But we have a bigger problem. Edward is near. I smell him.” Before I could respond, my wolf took over. I shifted and surged into the woods, tracking Edward’s deadly scent. My mind stayed with Catriona, uneasy despite the safety spells. When I shifted back to my human form, I barely recognised Edward. His face and body were burned, raw from the rising sun’s curse.

Big and dangerous that will no doubt have grave consequences for us all. Especially the one who has hired us all to this Facility. He is mad with a desire for eternal life. He has mages visit us sometimes to do different experiments on the Subject. What they do to him is beyond me. It sometimes appears back in its room with strange black markings on its body. After a few days though; the markings just disappear. This place fills me with dread, and I don’t know how much longer I can continue to work for these kinds of people. The work here greatly tests one’s faith in God.

“Because every time I closed my eyes … I always saw that night again.” Aaron’s gaze immediately darkened. In reality, the same curse was also tormenting him. “And do you know the most terrifying part?” Edward turned, locking his gaze directly onto Aaron. “I always remember you too.” Aaron did not blink at all. His gaze remained straight, piercing into Edward’s eyes. “A silver-white wolf in the middle of blood-soaked rain.” Edward’s voice lowered. “I was still a child back then, but even now, I have never seen a creature that powerful again.”

LORRY SPRINGSTONE'S / KELLY THOMPSON'S POV Jason raises an eyebrow, waiting for me to continue. I take a deep breath before explaining, "Eden's illness isn't natural. It's the result of a curse - a powerful one that's been slowly draining his life force. That's why none..." I say but can't finish my sentence as we approach the gates of the royal palace. The head housemaid Tina comes rushing towards us, her face etched with worry.

One of the figures dipped a thin, curved obsidian glass dagger into the basin, causing the surface to ripple. My heart pounded. "If you touch me with that—" "You won't be hurt," the figure said coolly. "Unless you are undeserving." The dagger had a dim glimmer. They applied pressure to my palm, allowing the ice to seep into my skin without causing any cuts. The basin's liquid light pulsed once, twice. suddenly exploded with a dazzling brightness. I gave a gasp. Shards of color broke through the darkness. Before my eyes, brief, disorganized images flashed. Under a red moon, wolves howl. Standing on a stone altar was a woman with eyes just like mine. A crown of light. A sea of flames.

《Eliza》 I couldn't believe it. He went to her when she broke down after all I did was merely yell at her. This curse was relentless and merciless. Why give me my mate and then take him away? Tears burned in my eyes from it and I walked away. Celeste whimpers from the growing distance between us and Kyle, and the fact that our mate was with another woman. But why would I be surprised? We were looking ago cast away by Wolf Society for something we didn't even cause. “Miss Eliza?” someone calls out.

Edward whispered softly close to my ear. --To be continued… Please SUPPORT my other works: Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18+ and Conquering the Emperor 18+

"Haha, ya, you just never make it there." "True, the couch always calls to me." I get up and go into the spare room to get dressed. I walk into a big room with large windows and deep red linens and curtains. I see the suit and shoes on the vanity. There is a painting of a white and back wolf on the wall it's howling at the moon. I am mesmerized by the detail. I turn away and go to grab my shirt when I notice a picture of Link, a guy with raven black hair and blue eyes and the girl. The girl I have been dreaming about. I grab the picture, and it's like I am sucked into a memory of her. All in leather and a sword, she is fighting, but who or what, it's all a blur. "Link! Who is this??"

Sienna leaned forward and said, “Apart from living under the same roof for a few weeks, I don’t know much about Alaric. I can’t see how there is something related to my life that Alaric has kept a secret from me.” “Two years ago a witch cursed Alaric that he would die the moment he consummates his relationship with his mate. You are his soulmate, Sienna….” Sienna held her stomach and burst out laughing, “A witch had cursed him… really… you should have come up with something more realistic…” Aunt Sue waved her hand and the glass of water raised into the air and flew to her hand. Taking a sip of water she asked, “What will you say now?”