Novel & Cerita Cursed Genshin

I can tell she is a witch with strong genes. "I am not Alpha; I belong to no pack. You can call me Angel of Death." She nods again, and they continue sparing. I correct a few more pairs before moving to my laptop to enter their stats. This set of recruits has a surprising amount of raw talent. Let's hope their minds are as strong as their bodies.

The blue moon packs shine came by the polish of their own blood . It wasn’t the lineage which was cursed , it was the pack who was cursed for their heinous crime done . The child alpha never got the love , after that .Not of mate nor even of parents . But every heir of alpha Simon who was the one to be cursed , took the responsibility of curse . With all their hearts and soul . From childhood they knew about the curse and were prepared for the same . The three generation already suffered from it . Its now the fourth generation , the alpha Marcus who is trying the same , to find his mate .

His face was serious with worry lines evident on his forehead. "What's wrong?" He asked us all. "I told mom already, but we found out today that Ares is cursed. We need to help him break it. Apparently it's a powerful one, so much so that it is generational. It was passed down to him by his dad." I explained to my everyone. "Not another curse." Dad ran his fingers through his wavy blonde hair. His stormy gray eyes were zoning out, probably recalling a not so good memory. "You're telling me, you weren't the one that was actually cursed." Uncle Ash shuddered at the memory of his curse.

He remembered the Dark that had been pursuing the entire Eridanus genus, turning them into bloodthirsty murderers. This curse was like no other because it was an innate one. It was called “Hunger of the Dead”.

“Besides, you are generous enough to keep a rogue like me around the borderline.” “If not only because of your curse, you are welcome to come in and out whenever you like. Unfortunately, you were born with something that will kill everyone precious to you.” My heart twisted. A great sense of weariness swept over me, sucking my energy with it as I recalled the people who died because of my curse. Genin. Ishakan. Blain. Their names strangled my throat, but I kept the tears with me. I always believe I have no right to cry over their deaths.

Can be the bringing of New Gen again will be approved by Argen? New Gen is his own specialty and method to conquer this unfair, threatening, and insanity of Versailles. Beheading people to offer a blood into its abundancy of where it costs much grieving, sins, and unbearable memories. He didn’t make a move as he could to get the Queen dethrone in Versailles. He’s still under investigation and seeking for a perfect way to solve the mystery to break the curse that tangled in Clus’ dogma.

That was the problem with The Cursed; they died before we could do any proper research on it and their bodies turned to ashes, leaving us grappling at nothing. There was one thing we knew about the cursed: they were betas that were demon-possessed. All of them had a pentagram, a sign of demon possession, on the bottom left side of their necks. It explained why betas suddenly had power and strength that could par with an average alpha. “Did you find out anything about it? Where did it come from? Who it was?” “Yes, we managed to get that. Just like the others, it was a beta, Joe Blake from Jannah.”

’ ‘But others…’ I found myself gripping the page a bit more firmly as I arrived at the section highlighted with crimson ink, which said—Cursed Gemini. Kira hovered, as I started reading… ‘When balance is broken, one Gemini is bound to light while the other is condemned to shadow. The cursed one roams as a hollow reflection, feeding on despair, living only to consume the other half.’ ‘It described how they return again and again, reincarnated not as liberation, but as punishment—trapped in a cycle of love, betrayal, and ruin until the curse is broken…’ I stopped, for some unknown reason my heart was racing. ‘Did you understand anything?’ I asked Kira and she slowly shook her head.

Without all the humming underneath my skin. “What is the curse about?” I ask calmly, and she presses her lips into a thin line. “Well, Cassian's grandfather was nothing less than a womanizer. He got different girls pregnant, and once they tried to challenge him, or wanted to become his mate, he had a habit of having them killed. “But there was a particular lady, that laid a curse on him. And swore that all the second sons of his generation were going to die a few days after they clocked the ripe age of thirty.”

It was unusual for Ethan to be so expressive, even to laugh so loudly. "Well you don't know William, Leona. William Redorge. A very famous action film actor and-" "Yeah I know that. He's a famous actor, and?" "Come on, Ethan! Let's go quickly!" interrupted William. Ethan cleared his throat. After that he rose from his position. "Okay, Miss Russell, looks like I have to go now, before the ferocious wolf attacks me," said Ethan. William glared at his cousin and assistant. Ethan could always call him a 'wolf' in front of Leona. What if the girl gets suspicious?