Cursed Items Phasmophobia Novels & Stories

"Man, that was intense. I'm sweating in real life. My heart rate monitor is freaking out." Jinx walked over to the bodies of the Cultists near the core. The loot was glistening on the floor. "Hey, look at this," she said. She knelt down. "They dropped a unique item. 'Corrupted Memory Shard'." She picked up a jagged, glowing red crystal. "Don't touch it," Ren said instinctively. "It's probably vendor trash. Or a trap." "Wait," Jinx said, her voice dropping. "The text on the shard... it's not gibberish. It's not runes. It looks like... a list."

*** Levi’s POV “This place gives me the creeps,” I tell Stan, “Do you come here often?” The store where Stan’s contact works is filled with what I assume are ingredients for dark curses. The bottles on the walls are labeled with the strangest of things. Pig’s blood, bat wings, eyes of assorted creatures. Grave dust. A skeleton of something that looks like a manticore, if such things really existed. Then I realize that if that thing is real, I don’t want to know.

His expression changed drastically, “What do you mean, resonates?” “I can feel them,” I said, in a low tone, as the crowd regrouped around us. “And more than that, I can feel it. The black coffin. I know where it is.” Zane was totally silent. Zane stared at my fingertips as if they might bite him. “That thing is cursed,” he mumbled, “You know that. If it’s reacting this strongly, it could just as easily be using you.” “I know,” I replied, even as fear rumbled in my stomach. “But it’s accurate. Every time we move closer, the sensation gets stronger.”

Similar to Belphegor, their fire was Phantom Fire, and it didn't burn anything as long as they desired. There were perhaps over twenty strange artifacts spread through this dusty and spiderweb-filled room. Some strange ones looked like large cubes with many jewels incrusted on them… Others looked like strange flasks similar to the one he was born in, and other artifacts were small and resembled accessories such as rings and bracelets. "Is this the surprise? There's a lot of items… Are they useful?" wondered Chaos.

I didn't wait for him to finish before I waved him off, with everything going on right now, I can't entertain any more news, my little head cannot carry more sadistic news than it was already stocked up with. I rushed up to my room upstairs and started packing my stuff, I picked up my small backpack, it wasn't small just a little smaller than normal size I had it produce by a human for a piece of gem. Humans love our gem so much they could kill there brother because of it, they called it gold. I grabbed the family photo in my room and hauled it out of the window staring furiously at it as it flew out and into the neighbor's compound, shattering into pieces, my dad rushed into the room and st

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...”

Cammie looked at me dumbfounded. "Seriously?" she finally asked. "Yes," I nodded. "I don't make it up." "But how could she be the cause?" "She's not normal, Cammie," I said. "You'd already told me that," Cammie pointed out. "No, I mean she's not like anyone else," I said and tried to force the words. "She's- a psychic-vampire." "A psychic what?" Cammie echoed out bewilderingly. "A succubus if you prefer," I said again. "You read a lot. You know what dhampire is. You better know what a succubus means!"

Was it fate that made me see him the first time? Was it the work of fate that I wasn't killed? Was it the work of fate that I was assigned to work here. Is it the work of fate that I'm seeing him again? If it is fate, then there has to be a reason. The question is what is the reason? * * JAMAL Cursed! Cursed! I kept hearing the voices as I walked out, I shook my head yet it didn't stop and immediately I stepped out of the room, It was like something hit me in full force!

When she was sure the coast was clear she sat down before her daughter and unwrapped the cloth she had been embroidering, in it was a talisman of a leather cord with a small metal horn attached to it. “I fear there are forces against your ascent on your father’s throne. I cannot get rid of this feeling of foreboding that Phoenix would seek to hurt you. Jumi, I want you to have this and protect yourself with it.” “What is this mother?” “I sent one of the servants to get this from a great magician in a land beyond ours. He is known to produce powerful charms and talismans that protect one from his enemies, if you wear this anything Phoenix plans against you will be nullified.”

6 th April 2021 The thoughts' endless chain was interrupted by Aura . "Ma'am your pasta ." "Aura please dust those paintings there they look quite unkept ." "Ok , ma'am .I will "Aura had already fetched the cloth duster tied to a stick and started dusting when suddenly she started screaming and dropped the duster .The white cloth duster was transformed to crimson colour with drops of red liquid dripping. "Are you Okay Aura " Lily and Lisa had already rushed to the dining room.