Cursed Gun 소설 & 이야기

She ran her index finger along Sienna’s face and continued, “You; my Luv never died…” What Serena said made sense to Sienna. Rubbing her forehead, she muttered, “I never felt like I died either… technically I don’t know what death feels like but it just felt like me when I found myself here… I felt cold, lonely, and claustrophobic…” Serena was impressed by her analysis and decided to give her a bit of more information. “When Alaric refused my proposal three years ago, I was furious. So, I cursed him.” Walking around Sienna in circles, she continued, “Eventually, I realized that he won’t be mine even if his mate died. So, I twisted the curse so that his mate is trapped in my prison.”

Now, it would take more than telling everyone the truth about Elijah and Caleb, to regain their trust and loyalty. "Are you there, Zeta?" Cyrus checked if I was still hearing him through the mindlink. "Yes, I am." I answered curtly. I needed to prove to them that I wasn't cursed. But there was nothing I would be able to do that if even I still find it hard to believe that I wasn't cursed. "So if there's no curse mysteriously killing the wolves I courted in the past, why and how had they all died?" I asked no one in particular.

Rubbing my temple with my left palm I sighed in frustration. "Clarence Blake? No Clearene Blake." Digging dip into my mind I tried to remember the name to no avail. "You have an old man best friend, cunner cunn...." The lion said through my mind still munching the dead man. "You mean Gunner," I asked her "Yeah Gunner... That was what I said right? cunn... Gunner." She said proudly, raising her head to look at me for a second before going back to her feast "Gunner? what is he got to do with this?" I asked no one in particular.

she demanded at once. “I am cursed…or I was cursed.” I said and Kylo squished my hand. “My Luna and my pack went through a big tragedy, Alpha Zenith. A half-witch cursed her to be the misery of my pack, and after our coronation, the curse started to happen. And the only way to cut the curse was her death, we asked the Hybrid Reaper’s help but he created a bond with her. I hope you can help us cut it.” She looked at me, and pity lingered in her eyes.

1696, St. Austell, Cornwall, England I awoke with an unusual burning sensation enveloping my entire body as I tried to open my arduous eyelids, but the smothering heat engulfed me, drowning me as I started to shake uncontrollably, impelling me to the darkness as I lost consciousness. However, before I was hauled to a bottomless gulf, I heard Amara's revoltingly aggrieved voice. “You will be doomed for an eternity of solitude and suffering, Caleb as you have scathe and betrayed my love for you...”

“Failed? I led with heart, Uncle. You lead with hate. The pack will see through you… they’ll rise against this.” A dark chuckle escaped Maximus, echoing off the walls. He released Zarek’s hair and stepped back, reaching into the shadows behind him. From a concealed holster, he drew a sleek, silver-barreled gun—loaded, no doubt, with bullets tipped in wolfsbane and silver, designed to end a shifter’s life swiftly and painfully. The weapon gleamed under the flickering torchlight, a modern intrusion in this ancient ritual of torment. He leveled it at Zarek’s chest, the barrel steady, his finger hovering over the trigger.

"Earlier you said, you have a weapon to fight them and blood... what do you mean by cursed with blood?" He looked at me for some time which made me feel weird. I cleared my throat and he smiled. "The curse and weapon are the same," he answered. "Same?" I asked not getting anything. "You," he replied. I was shocked to hear it. I couldn't speak anything. "The blood inside you was the curse I gave them and the same blood is the weapon to fight them. I cursed them so they would have to come out of the shadows and show themselves to the humans. Also, they would see their kind as their enemy and it's working,"

"I will kill you!! You son of a...!!" Nil was furious but couldn't do anything but curse Undre as he coughed up blood until his last moment. Undre, still at ease, picked up a list of people he called qualified and crossed out Nil's name. Then he went to pick up the gun and ammunition engraved with ancient characters that Nil carried with a handkerchief. "This toy is interesting. I'll take it."

I cursed when a bullet hit me in such a way that I was deprived of pain. I tried to kill the idiot who approached my little brother's back, but he turned and shot him in the chest and left him on the ground. I didn't know how many he had killed, but I knew he hadn't hesitated, so when I heard screams inside the van, I cursed as he walked around it. "We don't want to kill him, we just want to take Diana Russo," said one of the hooded men. "They're taking my wife and daughter over my damn corpse," I blurted out and raised my guns.