Novel & Cerita Cursed Gifts

"But mostly they want you to look for a luna soon. Or else, there won't be anyone to be the heir. Why aren't you, looking for your mate yet?" August question left him speechless. "I can't tell you the curse that has been, gifted to me. Whoever I will love will die. So will my mate. So there's no way for me, to find my mate." "I can't risk anyone's life just for my pack. I don't want anyone to die for me. So I will always keep my distance from others. Which is always better.'' "You don't want to find your mate? What will you answer the others then?".

He prefers to be a strong and rebellious man in challenging action films. "This is not pure romance. In fact, the director chose you because you are considered very compatible with Peter's strong character," Ethan corrected. William sighed again, "no," he said then took a sip of his beverage. Not only a manager, Ethan is also William's cousin. The two of them grew up together since childhood. Ethan is the closest person to and knows all about William. Including the real identity of the 29 year old man, who is a werewolf. The existence of werewolves is like a joke to most of people in the world. But there are also those who believe, even obsessed with finding proof. But in fact, the creature

This agreement worked for the Greens and other kingdoms that had the gift of immortality and had been after by the 'Gipus Curse'. The Gipus Curse worked in a way that if the parent chose, they could sacrifice the years offered to them as an extension to their children so that they could live longer. Parents could not exist alongside their children for longer than they must. Terese-White and her husband, Bingy-White, had left their son, Pink-White to take care of their grandchildren. Bingy-White was the first to go, Terese-White came later on. It was a huge sacrifice that resulted into sickness of his wife Evalene Green. The Gipus curse had affected her differently because she was not immorta

"Your mate? But you aren't a wolf? I thought seers didn't get mates?" "I am not a wolf; I am a wolfless werewitch." "WHAT?" "I was sick as a child, and my wolf never manifested. My gifts were still growing without my wolf. So I became a seer." My head was spinning. How was there so much? I didn't know. "Who is Diaz?"

Damn it! Suddenly, the carvings on the coffin began to glow up in a faint red colour. They were writings of a language... "Ze tchse hea goh tuoah." She mumbled the writings out loud and tilted her head in thought. Where had she... Wasn't this in History? As she was lost in thought, the coffin began to illuminate bright red lights from the edges as the cave began to shake lightly. She was shaken out of her thoughts and her vision zeroed on the lit up coffin. Okay... What was happening?

The one that promises doom and destruction. "I have never seen a curse like this." The oldest witch at the time made that observation, unweaving the curse that had been planted in my blood, letting it grow in my veins along with me and my strength. The stronger I get, the darker the blood gets and the more the curse and I become one. They said we had one solution, to find my mate and mate with her, they'll try and use her blood to break the curse. That is the only option and now I need my mate to do this before I completely lose myself.

I was just about to push the door open and announce my presence when a sudden turn of events left me frozen in horror. Rylan suddenly burst out laughing as if he'd gone hysterical. When he finally stopped, he turned to his father with a devilish grin and spoke again. "Is that what you expected to hear? No father, no. I don't give two shits about that ignorant little bitch. She's nothing more to me than a prize. We both know that she's cursed but she could bring so much greatness to me and our pack so I'm willing to take that risk. We both know what she is and we know the great power that she possesses. Normally, she would be a very powerful foe but luck happens to be on our side at this time

“No, Jrue, we're not going to talk about it anymore. I don't want to see those heretics deceive my son. Gifts are a curse placed on the earth by Arni, the Elder Brother god. They are a means of vengeance. “Don't you see the deaths they caused, the schisms they triggered in the human race, and then the visitor glorifies them and tries to teach our children sorcery?” his mother exclaimed. “but, mother... please. This is a one-time request from me. Many of the children have also been brought to the registration office. Jrue, on the verge of tears, pled, "This is the only thing I'm asking of you."

Marissa felt a surge of gratitude, knowing that these gifts were not just material items but symbols of the love and support that surrounded her. Among the gifts, one particularly caught her attention—a beautifully bound book filled with handwritten recipes from the village's oldest residents. This was a treasure she had always wanted, as cooking had been a cherished pastime shared with her mother. The book was a collection of family recipes, each page telling a story of love, tradition, and the joy of gathering around the table. As Marissa flipped through the pages, she could almost hear the laughter of her family and friends echoing through the years.

I looked up at him, waiting for him to continue. “The wolf flute is not just an instrument,” Elder Cedric explained, his tone grave. “It’s a key, a conduit for gifts that are ancient and powerful. Hidden within the scrolls are the secrets to unlocking these gifts, but they come with great responsibility.” He leaned closer, his eyes boring into mine with an intensity that made me shiver. “I need you to be mindful of these gifts, Ava. They are not to be used lightly. The power they grant can be overwhelming, and if you’re not careful, it can consume you.”