Cursed Fish Novels & Stories

He hesitates to answer. “Cursed.” He mumbles, I heard him, but I wanted to make sure it was really clear, “What?” “There’s a group referred to as The Enchanted. They are unnatural creatures that don’t really fit in anywhere. The subgroup for me is Cursed.” He seems upset by it, maybe that’s why he tries so hard to help people. If I was known as a Cursed person I’d want to do whatever I could to prove people wrong. I feel like I understand Corvu a little better.

She felt for the structure and immediately recognised him as Vivy. “ LA BELLE DAME SANS MERCI” [Beautiful woman without mercy] “You almost scared me “ “you almost took away my life not showing up for 5 hours after I reached your home.” “Feeling shy dear ,its my first experience.” “Do you mean mine is hundredth?” “Maybe because you actually kidnapped me.So you could have done the same things to others.” “I swear Elsa yours were the first cleavage I smothered and yours were the first lips I bit, these eyes were the first pegs that I had that intoxicated me.”

"Well...how can you drown a fish with water?" "What?" David got very confused about the sudden question. "Yes, how can you drown a fish with water?" "It's impossible..." "It's the Same with us, how can you corrupt with the abyss aura an abyssal creature?" "Makes sense." David nodded and shrugged his shoulder. "One last question, do you have any currency?" "We do, I was planning on introducing them to you at the fields when your "little ones" received their batch of acid potatoes and Pomerice." "You're going to charge us the seeds, don't you?"

"Eurydice, the creature you and Alcides encountered in the woods, the Furion Panther, is no ordinary beast. It is a cursed creature with a history of darkness and misfortune." Eurydice, her eyes filled with a mixture of relief and curiosity, listened intently as Corvus continued. "The Furion Panther was once a majestic and noble creature, known for its beauty and grace. But it fell victim to a dark curse, one that twisted it into a creature of malevolence and rage." Corvus explained that the Furion Panther's curse was the result of a tragic event, one that had cast a shadow over its existence. He revealed the creature's history, a tale of betrayal and suffering that had led it down a path of

The boy had no idea where the wetness came from because nowhere up around where he stood was wet. The boy felt a sudden sadness for the poor animal, so he held out his right hand, palm down, and suddenly, his arm glowed with a strange purple color. The purple color that had started to glow around his arm seemed to wiggle around it as if it were alive in its own way. Slowly, the wolf began to rise and out of the pit, with the boy switching his hand’s position as the wolf floated out of the pit. The boy laid him softly on the ground just a few feet away from the opening with a wave of his hand.

Samuel also smiled bitterly. The old man laughed and said, “Rubber mud? It's an interesting name. Haha, yes. Young master is right. If this Moonlight Ghost Fish is the only creature on the surface of the land of extreme snow, then the underground blood worm is the only creature under the land of Extreme Snow." "It's strange that the Moonlight Ghost Fish likes to eat this blood worm by nature, and it will chase the blood worm without any defense. In other words, if you want to catch this Moonlight Ghost Fish, then this blood worm is the best choice."

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."

The men kept moving the ship closer to this ship because it was the only way we could know what they were running away from. “They’re called water pipes. It’s a rare species of fish that eats wood and also eats flesh. Their skin has sores filled with silver; hence, they’re dangerous to our kind…” Captain Phillips told us about the fish, but Kieran was keen on knowing the solution more than the problem itself. “So what do we do?”

“Gave you what you asked for. A living curse. Yours alone. With a thought, you corrupt. With a touch, you can unmake.” I made a fish with my palms. Shadows rippled under my skin, restless and almost like they were purring, hungry for the world outside. “How long’s this supposed to stick around?” I muttered. “As long as you keep hating,” it answered, voice like gravel and midnight. That pulled a grin out of me, slow and sharp. “Guess that means forever, then.” Its voice dropped, all ominous and close. “So, what now?” “Oh, I’ll go back,” I said. “But not with armies, not with blood and banners. They’re waiting for a war. Let them polish their swords.”

“Why wouldn’t she? An omega hated and bullied since birth? That’s the perfect villain origin story, if you ask me.” “How could I have done it? I’m just an omega, remember?” I said, hoping my rank would be good to me this time. “A cursed one, yes,” Rohan said flatly. “She’s not cursed!” Aidrac snarled. Rohan glared at him. “And since when did you become her knight in shining armor? You seem to know her well now.” Aidrac clenched his fists but said nothing. Rohan looked between us. “Interesting,” he muttered.