Cursed Foods Novels & Stories

I dropped my cutlery at once and almost shriek in shock. " I would have swore that you ate too " He grinned at my words and then shrugged his shoulder carelessly. " I don't eat meals like this " The food became sour at once in my mouth and I gulped. Lycan saw the surprised expression on my face and he frown too in concern. " You don't know ? " He asked and I shook my head in the negative " Ah... I see you are the only one who didn't know about my abilities then " He pushed himself away from the chair and walk to the window where he peer out. " I only eat meats. Raw or cooked ones. When my mother learnt about this she freaked out and cry all day long. I'm cursed. So cursed "

On Friday night, I made a full table of simple, homemade dishes. Meatloaf. Barbecue pork ribs. Grilled lamb chops. All the things Harry and Adrian used to love. All labeled as junk food by Larisse. When Harry came home with Adrian and saw the table full of "forbidden" dishes, his face turned green. "Suzy, what's this supposed to mean?" Adrian pinched his nose, his face twisting in disgust. "It's so greasy. Mom, this isn't healthy. You shouldn't be eating this."

Gilda’s expression shifted “ No… no. This cannot be. This can’t be happening. We must do something.” Her voice trembling with power “ Do you hear me Moon goddess? She is the Cursed one! She will always remain the cursed one! None of you’re precious plans will be fulfilled!” The last word thundered through the cavern, and the response came instantly. A blinding white light burst through the orb, flooding every corner of the cave. The runes on the walls flared, then shattered, sending shards of light through the air. The ground shook violently, dust falling like rain. “Aunt Gilda!” Melody screamed, shielding her face.

Snickers escaped from Ruth and some maids as they pretended to concentrate on their cooking. Yuri only rolled her eyes as if my vow meant nothing to her. "A few things you need to know. Under no circumstances must the color black get into the Ceremony. It is considered a stroke of bad luck and omen," she began and continued leading me down the kitchen to where exquisite and beautiful sets of dishes were kept on display in glass cupboards.

he sputtered, and I wrapped it more tightly around myself. “Sorry, but I didn't want to put on my dirty clothes and didn't have any others with me. Thanks for the food,” I stated as I slowly sat across from him and picked up the fork. “I'm a hundred and four,” he blurted, causing me to choke on the bite I had taken. Cesan continued, “I had a mate many, many years ago, and she was murdered by Daray's monsters. It was a similar situation involving a contract. She signed it and paid for it with her life…Your actions reminded me of it, well of her.”

The audience and the viewers were still confused, so I sighed and explained more clearly. "I ran an experiment. Not everyone turns on me after I say those words. "When I told a stranger in places without cameras or smart devices, nothing happened. "But after that first test, I secretly followed up. The person who'd been kind to me suddenly won a brand new Arclight phone shortly after. "After she got that phone, she immediately developed a hatred for what I did. She despised me." Some comments appeared. [So, was it the phone?] [But wait! Those kids at your son's school don't have phones. How did they turn on you?]

"Now you’re awakening, and it’s all coming back. The power, the darkness, the curse." Lena felt a pang of dread settle deep in her chest. "What curse?" Adrian’s eyes flickered, as if the question struck too close to something he wasn’t ready to confront. "It’s a long story," he said softly. "But it’s one that we both have to face now. Together."

’’ I say. I walk with Catty to an empty table. The moment we sit down, the maids fill our table with various types of foods including bread and jam. Can’t believe we will have to eat that thing here every day! Immortal foods! I whisper. I am craving for moms handmade tiger flesh with a glass of pure tiger blood. ‘’Are we supposed to eat that? ‘’ Catty says staring at her bread.

'Cursed wolf.' Everywhere went deafening silent the moment someone in the crowd had uttered that statement and Tristan had halted on his track. Tristan clenched his fist with his eyes closed, trying to control the rage he felt. The people worried as they looked amongst themselves, trying to fish out who had muttered that word to avoid being killed for they knew Tristan wrath and he didn't waste time in getting rid of anyone who dared him. Cursed from birth, Tristan had to suffer the hereditary curse passed down to him because of the sins of his father.

Matt added, emptying a dark, fizzing bottle of fermented juice into the mixture. “Behold! A feast of many colors. I am certain the flavor is legendary.” Tyler stirred the foul concoction with a heavy spoon until it resembled nothing but filth. “It is prepared. Feast,” he said, offering the utensil. There was no way her body would accept it. It didn't even look like sustenance; it looked like the offal of a sick beast. “Consume it!” Ryan roared when she merely stared in horror. “I cannot… my spirit rejects it,” she pleaded.