Romans & histoires Cursed Gun

It always happens whenever I'm scared. "Calm down, Cara, lest you reveal your powers to him," Hana whispers angrily. "If that happens we can kiss this place goodbye because we'll be thrown out as bad bloods." Bad bloods. Otherwise known as the Ruined, or the Cursed. The spoilt apples.

"You don't understand how bad it is! The dark cells are old and deep. Things live down there. Bad things. Gunnar is already fighting the curse. If you get close , you might just be worsening things for him." "I am not a little kid!" I shouted back. "Stop treating me like I will break. I am stronger than you think." Caden looked at Cane then back at me. "We know you are strong. But this is different. This is a fucking cursed place to be. We don't even know everything about it yet." I put my hands on my hips. "Then tell me everything. Stop hiding pieces. I hate that." "We are not hiding to hurt you," Cane said. His voice got softer. "We love you. We marked you because we love you. Let us carry

At that very moment, Javier, Herschel, and Lloyd snatched the guns from Thorin’s three subordinates. They were rather domineering when they snatched them since they had forcefully broken their fingers on the triggers. After another three thuds, Thorin’s subordinates were rendered unconscious as they lay on the table lifelessly. Javier opened up the gun’s chamber and took a look. ‘It’s a Type 64 handgun with bullets that don’t even match the gun…The person who made this has done a really bad job of it!’ Javier hurled the gun on the table and looked at Thorin with a smile. “Now then, allow me to interview you…Do you still think you’re the boss?”

“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

Why are you here? Shouldn't you be reading some other story instead? I mean, who wants to hear about some cursed woman that is responsible for the death of her entire pack? Women, children, warriors. The Alpha and Luna. So many innocents died that night because of me you know..... turn away before it's too late. Please. You're.... still here? What do you mean you don't believe in my curse?! ........ listen, sir or ma'am or....... person? It doesn't matter who or what you are, this will find you and hurt you. So go before I hurt someone else. A stranger no less..

If he is cursed, automatically he could be killed with the same exploitation of blood. To leave here is my problem. All my thoughts would have been so easy if I could just leave this dead place. All their security measures don't have a loop-hope. It may have, but I have not seen it for the past few days. I won't give up, but hold on until the very end. I mustn't lose hope and at the same time, I may meet my demise with the severe torture at comes after. Even in my death, I won't say a word out of my lips. I can't let them push me to speak.

Kenny sat down, crossed his legs, and lit a big cigar. “My gift to you is number one, a beating you will remember for the rest of your life or number two, a more merciful option, you grovel at my feet begging me for mercy while you refer to me as your lord,” uttered Kenny as he blew the smoke from his cigar at Luke’s face. Luke was terrified, shook to the core, but his pride did not let him loose face. “no way I’m going to grovel at a rat’s feet. Do the very worst you can, you inferior specimen,” Luke said firmly, concealing his fear perfectly.

From hindsight, I saw that Rylan had also transformed and was giving me a hot chase. My body felt weak and my heart burned with pain and unshed tears but I couldn't stop. I had lost two mothers in one lifetime, I must truly be cursed. Siri had died because of me, I would never forgive myself for this. I deserve all of this, I'm a bad person.

"So, now that I've released you, why then are you here?" "Because I'm stuck with you." "Stuck... with me?" She pointed to herself as her eyes widened a bit. He nodded again, "More like we're both cursed to be stuck together." He explained plainly. "Cu- Cursed?!" Her eyes were wide as saucers now. "Yes, cursed." He kept on answering her calmly. "But... but how?" How is she cursed with this... demon man?

Marco asked If he was really interested in what will happen next. "He chose to kill himself," sister Clarity said. "What if the guy can't die? What if he will never die?" Ken asked with a stern voice. "What do you mean Mr Hendrix?" Sister Clarity's brows crossed. "I mean what if that was cursed of Lucifer to him? What If he was cursed to live forever so that he'll suffer forever, watching the woman he loves die repeatedly." My brows crossed. I heard a pinch of pain in his voice or maybe I was just delusional. Plus his idea made me more confused and curious about the two angel's love stories.