Romans & histoires Cursed Kermit

Jermey nodded. “I do,” Jeremy replied. “I must apologize as well. I had no idea Chuck put a Siren’s curse on your daughter. He’s always been one of my most valued gammas, which was why I nominated him for the Gamma competition. It would be a shame for him to lose his life.” “I’m not here to kill him. I wouldn’t take the life of one of your packmates. However, his actions cannot go unpunished. I explained to you already that he needs to return to my territory with me tonight for us to break the curse.”

her eyes are wet and feel like she want to ask who are you velliam:- hello I am velliam what are you doing here girl start shivering and trying to talk girl:- i-i am ceri I live here velliam:- can you tell me what are you doing here girl might ready to tell him her story girl:- I was cured because I was hungry and that made God angry he told me to take care of this sword and I can't go anywhere. I traped here demon:- this is fire curse sword share his energy with her that make her all this time and that how she able to talk and she remember everything. she felt pain that something can't be heal

They couldn’t see but a voice resonated through the place. “M’ri,” the voice professed. “I am Kassia. In your hands, I give you a gift. Take care of this Kurim like your lives and you will reap its fruits for a lifetime. Leave this Kurim behind and I shall spell a curse on you forever.”

It is funny how I'm sitting beside the prince who wanted to kill me just three days ago. Ordinary me, a commoner. Well, Kismat,Fate. "Is it weird, that I find myself wanting to talk to you" he finally said after a long silence. I gulped shakily, why is he talking like this? "No, not at all" I replied. He sighed and clasped his hands together. "I have a secret" he said. I looked at him. "A very deep secret" he paused. "I'm cursed"

He replied, and I could register his soft plea in his voice. I wanted to give this bond a chance; I really did. But first, I wanted to see his reaction, knowing I’m not the beloved beta daughter he might think I am. “I’m wolf-less. My mother died during childbirth, and it is said that I’m cursed.” There. Everything is on full display now. “What the hell are you doing, Iris?” Minerva asks, shrieking. I wanted to know if he would want me even if he thought I was weak. I now know I have a wolf but haven’t turned yet, so I can still pass as wolf-less.

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.

Then the doctor ran in as we stepped back and Xavier growled as he was male, unmated and unmarked as far as we could tell. "I came as quickly as I could, alpha, what's going on?" he asks, looking at the unconscious girl in front of me. A gasp of fear and shock escapes him and he backs away. "You have to kick her out!! I cannot treat her! She's the Cursed Rogue!! She matches the description perfectly! Alpha, she cannot-" I snapped. "SILENCE!" Xavier roared. It was rare for our wolves to actually speak on their own like that without their human counterpart, but in this instance, I was right along with him. The doctor instantly closed his mouth and bowed his head in submission.

Atrocious replied, rubbing an orb on the armrest of his chair. "Reveal? What do you have to reveal?" Draco raised an eyebrow, realizing that it must be serious if Atrocious was acting this way. Atrocious was never one to think or worry so much about anything and when he does, it meant it was something to be taken very seriously. Atrocious sighed heavily, picked up the orb, and muttered a spell. The orb became surrounded by a mist of emerald color, and an obscure figure appeared within it. "It's a curse. Your brother, the Alpha King, is cursed."

I was an unusual child, I began speaking and walking flawlessly at only six months old, I had impeccable hearing also, of all my very special and strange abilities, I hated that one the most, because I’ve heard nothing but hurtful words. My eyes often randomly turns golden yellow and then goes back to normal, I grew up hearing parents tell their children to not have anything to do with me, I grew up hearing everyone say I was cursed and I brought bad luck to whoever gets involved with me. Ofcourse what would I have them think, even I knew that I wasn’t normal. I grew up watching family and friends desert my mother, leaving her with only me. The guilt plagued me. Her suffering was my fault. I

And mine wasn’t far behind hers. Every time the teacher droned on about formulas or dates, all I could see was the memory of last night, the way Drasa’s voice had cracked as she confessed her truth, the determination burning in her eyes as she said Lucien’s name aloud. The others had reacted as expected: Maya in disbelief, Andra in her fretful protests, Kai trying to joke before realizing it wasn’t the right moment. And me? I’d told them the rest of my truth, my curse, the poison that lived inside me. Somehow, Drasa hadn’t looked at me with pity. She’d looked at me like I wasn’t broken at all.