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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…”

[What kind of trash bag are you, holding so much garbage?] [Peacocks flaunt their tails to attract mates. What's your excuse for parading your ass online?] [Patricia Harris, why don't you just die?] [Slut, you're probably wild in private, right? That video's gone viral.] [Heard you're diseased. Stay home! Don't infect us!] I stared at my phone screen, the barrage of insults washing over me. Doctored memorial photos and grotesque AI-generated images assaulted my eyes.

After rubbing against him a few times, Caesar silently allowed her mischievous behavior. Lola sneakily took out her phone, and Caesar didn't bother. She sat in Caesar's arms, scrolling through various short videos while keeping her head down. The noisy news voices constantly reached Caesar's ears. "…According to reports, some extremists hacked into a brand's official website, using large letters to declare they are not responsible for this. However, they are happy to see General Caesar strangled and maliciously photoshopped images to discuss ways to kill the general... This despicable act is disgusting…" Lola saw those posted pictures, some of Caesar's photos, even with mosaic blurs applied,

" I ignored him. Group chat. 'Same time next week.' I wanted to ignore that one, but I put a thumbs up emoji. I couldn't risk them releasing the video before my finals. My whole junior year would be a waste if that happened. Fu8ck them. I would give them no emotion. They would get nothing from me except what I decided to give them. If I had to have meaningless se8x to get through this, I would. But fu8ck them both. ----- ----- -----

Cody excitedly said to the photographer. "Wait! Can't we just go on? The pictures we're going to copy are so obscene." My suggestion to Cody. " best friend! Just give it to me, there's no malice." he said pouting. -____- my reaction. "What's there's no malice!? Pic #5 has a kiss on the lips? Should I punch you Cody Huston!? I said irritated. "Woah! Chill! Just relax best friend, you're a sadist!" He said with a smile.

She suddenly sneered making him tighten his grip over her jaw not liking the way she was disrespecting him. "I curse you." A mewled whisper erupted from her throat. The man who had her jaw held in a terrific grip suddenly gave her a twisted smile having no effect from her words. He found them absurd and full of stupidity. "I CURSE YOU! YOU AND YOUR FATHER WILL LOSE ALL YOUR HAPPINESS AND PEACE! IT'S A CURSE OF A DAUGHTER, YOU IMBECILE!" She cried loudly right on his face which did snatch his smile but something in him refused to accept the power behind her curse.

Marcus thought worried . " hhaa hahaha when the trust is breaking , mate bond is changed to hate, it's the time for the curse to overpower.Its the time of change of fate . Let's see what happen next?" came the sinister reply again from his wolf, but he knew this isn't Fire who was speaking it was the curse, again. The evil laugh and the mean word indicated it , without a say . " Didn't it end?" Marcus couldn't help but asked anxiously.As his eyes widen in horror.

She pushed herself up slightly against the pillows, her voice ringing through the shadowed bedroom with surprising force. “Heartless people… You are demons!” she rasped, each word laced with venom. “You will regret what you’ve done to me. I curse you and your child. On the day I leave this world, I will charge you. I will take a life and ensure you live without peace. My spirit will haunt you until the end of your days!” Her voice echoed off the high ceilings, raw and haunting, before collapsing into a fit of coughing. Even in the grip of death, Carla poured every remaining ounce of her will into the curse.

She felt it was her responsibility, but she also knew she couldn't fight them alone, but she needed help from others, she thought. She used her curse which was "cursed speech". She was able to make something happen with just a word. If she was to say die to anyone they would die instantly, but that depends on how strong the soul of the person was. She used her cursed speech to curse three swords, that can be used to kill anyone that was cursed, with a stab in the chest. She wanted to do more but she couldn't, the cursed energy was too heavy for her mortal body to behold. The three she did take a toll on her body and she lost her voice. She wasn't able to speak or talk again since that day.

Mark inquired while opening the envelope- that was handed to him by Cassandra with curiousness. But instead of answering- Cassandra had only gestured to Mark to see what was inside- of the envelope. When Mark had finally seen what was; inside the envelope, he suddenly laughed loudly. The crisp laughter would make anyone who hears about it- without question be; infected with the hearty laugh, but one person was not happy hearing the laughter of; Mark. Since for her, instead of hearty laughter- it was more of an evil laugh. Cassandra unconsciously shivers when Mark had; chuckled for at least a minute. For her, instead of calming her- it was more of a death sentence. Every second Cassandra stay