Cursed Godzilla Novels & Stories

he rubbed his small hands together and breath in deep, "pure humans are the true of us. We are curses." ** The Chamber of Duties burst into pandemonium as it turned out to be a morgue. Inyangas, Tofras, Elementalists and Necromancers took a sip of the Cobra's bile and not long afterwards, burst open, their guts flying all over. Pure humans are the true of us. We are curses.

Others rush the injured to Cerberus’s gates, where the guardian beast protects the medical teams. Then it happens. The enemy unleashes their gods. We knew this was coming. We studied the line-up. Whiro, Māori god of the dead, appears first. His reptilian-human hybrid form is pure nightmare fuel. He devours souls—any souls—and grows stronger with every bite. Watching him swallow demons whole is disturbing. Then comes Ahriman, the Iranian god of strife, slithering forward on a serpent body, his face a chaos Picasso would worship. Four horns spiral from his skull, directing bedlam wherever they point.

Similarly, a god! The Mark Of Cain is a very powerful curse that came with the curse of God on him. At a random thought, it was believed to be not a curse but a blessing from God after he was cursed to live forever. It was indeed a gift, a gift against Lilith. It was quite effective augmenting him to a point he easily was identified as god.

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.”

Soundhound said confidently. The sinister guitarist strummed his guitar and a mystical portal opened a few feet in front of Curtis and Ronnie. “Dear God,” Curtis muttered as he stared at the fascinating spectacle. “Almost,” Soundhound replied with a smile, “but I appreciate the compliment.” Out of the black hole marched two, seven-foot-tall Kaiju with humanoid bodies, goat-like faces, and giant sharp claws. That strange symbol that the two workers came across was engraved on each of their left arms. “Oh, please don’t let my associates intimidate you, fine gentlemen. We’re not here to kill you just yet,” he reassured.

he walked ahead without waiting for a reply. “Wait,” I grabbed his arm, glaring. “I need answers not an exorcism.” “What do you want to know?” “I want to know if there is a way to break the curse on the redcursed. Also, about if there is another type of curse that fed of the non-human in Dotoria.” “Very well. Until now, there no cure for the curse and there is no other curse than the one on the redcursed. Dotoria is a land protecting the humans. Now that you got your answer, you can leave. It happens we are waiting for an important visitor.”

Alaric was busy studying some reports when he sensed someone standing at the door. His face contorted with irritation on seeing Ruby. “What do you want?” He asked in a slightly irritated voice. “Nothing, I just came to congratulate you…” Ruby said walking and sitting opposite him. Alaric’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion. He tried to recall if there was anything that she should be congratulating him for. When Alaric didn’t reply, Ruby continued, “You found a way to counter that Witch’s curse, right…”

“Our pack was the crescent. The Alvuelas were concerned about power, they wanted to rule the entire werewolves pack with the tip of their fingers. It wasn’t in favour of the other packs as they have predicted how toxic the leadership will be, they prefer to be ruled by their own alpha since there is an alpha in every pack. The Alvuelas used violence and threatened the other subordinate packs with the death of their whole pack. They didn’t have much choice than to follow his influence and voted the Alvuelas in power. But there were two heroes from the crescent pack that stood against the whole process. They stood up against the Alvuelas which they didn’t know could lead to their death. The Al

the God of War said. "Hadith? This filthy guy might have already died in the East. We should rely on ourselves." The God of the Ocean said in disgust. He didn't like Hadith. Rumble! The void trembled, and a black cloud came as fast as lightning. The God of the Ocean stared at the figure in surprise and said, "This guy has returned alive." Hadith broke into the Island of Gods. To be exact, Chu Xun broke into the island and saw the three so-called Western gods.

"Can you tell me a bit about your story? A brief plot or something like that. Maybe I can help you with the ending." Although I wasn't really good at endings. "It's all about two angels that have been cursed by a demon." He still was looking at the air. "What's the demon's cursed against them?" I wanted him to look at me. I was trying to reach for his eyes but he kept on moving his hed sidewards just to avoid my gaze. "The guy will live forever. He will live forever in human world. He will never die," he cleared his throat. "Never." "That's a curse?" My brows crossed. "But isn't that what almost everyone wants? To live forever or at least longer."