Cursed Images Cats Novels & Stories

He had hidden behind a marble statue, shaking from pain and fear. A voice had found him then soft, kind. His mother’s maid. She’d knelt beside him, her face full of worry. “You’re still human, my prince,” she’d said, reaching to touch his cheek. The moment her fingers brushed his skin, her body went still. Her eyes widened. She fell without a sound. That was the first time he understood. Kindness could kill. Touch was poison. The curse took whatever it wanted, and it always wanted life.

I looked menacingly up at the moon and muttered under my breath, “What new games are you playing now, Selene? First, you bestowed us with a curse, and now this. My mate is a Lycan, the most powerful one. Yet, she’s so vulnerable. We couldn’t be together.” Moon Goddess must have been laughing at me from up above. Gritting my teeth, I finally reached the cottage. Padding through the empty hall, I rushed upstairs and reached her room. Panic fueled my entrance as I swept through the door. I laid Diana down, her stillness sending a chill through me. I grasped her shoulders, shaking her, desperate for a sign of life. But she didn’t move.

Charlotte's confession. "All my visions are true and I'm sure they are trapped in Sir Gregorio's paintings!" Said Alyssa. "When I touched Sir Gregorio's hidden paintings in the black cabinet, it was like I was going back in time. I saw how the painting sucked them. Even the paintbrushes are hidden in a small box, when I touched the paintbrushes, I saw their frightened faces." "I'm scared of what you're saying, Alyssa." Said Charlotte. Alyssa closed her eyes before speaking again.

"I'm cursed" I clamped my hands over my mouth to prevent me from screaming. "What kind of curse?" I asked curiosity getting the best out of me. "I don't have human feelings, I can't be happy, I can't be sad, I can't fall in love, anything feelings, I don't have" What?! I almost cried for him as he spoke, how did he get cursed? Who did he offend? How does he cope? "Why are you telling me?" I asked.

She just didn't want to be the one to curse her own baby. And just like that, the cursed cat was banished to the human realm, along with her maid, Ayana. Before she vanished completely, she heard the voice of the one that betrayed her in her head. "Goodbye, princess…. Hum, I mean slave." It was her used-to-be friend, who exposed her to everyone. She glanced around and made sure to locate her among the crowd. Sh has brown fur and purple eyes. She would never forget those eyes and heck! She will be back!

I said, looking into the room that had the word Ferrets printed on it. They were weird creatures. They arched their backs when they ran. They seemed to be all over the place at once. They were kind of cute, but not something I could see myself owning. Leila agreed with me. I definitely had no interests in rats or mice. I had issues with rats from the times I would spend a day or two in the dungeon after being whipped. When I looked to the room marked Felines, I smiled. There were several adult cats, and about twelve or thirteen kittens doing different things around the room.

“You will be doomed for an eternity of solitude and suffering, Caleb as you have scathe and betrayed my love for you...” After for seemed like an eternity of slumber and voidness, my eyes slowly opened from the relatively loud voices of different people chatting and the relentless chattering of animals in the woods. I was quite appalled and uncertain when my eyes finally opened and adjusted to the dark surrounding as my vision became vividly clear like I was seeing something in an entirely different perception. The cottage had no lights of some sort, but I could perfectly see well through the darkness of the night. I was in Amara's hidden cottage down in the woods. Why am I here? I asked mys

The image changed and it was a picture of what looked like a man with white long hair and glazed over white eyes. The words next to the picture were Warlock. I counted ten skulls under the word threat assessment. "Warlocks exist too?" I gasped. "The things of storybooks are not simply just myth and legend. Just because you don't see them it doesn't mean they are not there," he explained. "This creature cursed me," he said through gritted teeth and then he changed the image on the monitor again. "He cursed me to become this disgusting creature," he spat. I turned my eyes to the screen to see a big obsidian wolf with red glowing eyes and razor-sharp teeth. My breath caught in my throat. "Why d

He tapped into the speed of his wolf, tracing the direction within the bushes that her terrified screams were coming from. Ophelia closed her eyes to keep from looking at the werecat, who was widely known as Catidy. He was rumored to be a man who disobeyed the gods and was cursed to be a beast who wouldn't live among men but in the bushes. Cursed to be a mouse by day and a beast by night. Finlay's body invigorated for war when he arrived and saw the beast circling a whimpering Ophelia who had her quivering eyelids closed. Christ, half of her face had a claw bruise that was discharging blood, and she was trapped.

before Aron could finish, a curse rang out from behind and as all of them swivelled their heads to look at the source of the cursing, Reyna wasn’t surprised that it was Diskant who was spouting curses after curses for Glenn. “ We are sorry about this,” said Reyna though she didn’t stop Diskant from his cursing session, if she was being honest, she too wanted to curse just like him. A hybrid wolf that can morph his appearance? No wonder, Glenn was never caught in his dirty deals...if such a pawn was in his hands even she would have a hard time catching him. “ This guy named CAT, is he the only one or there are more?”