Cursed Kokichi Novels & Stories

A freak accident that left me completely alone in the world. But now, I couldn’t help but wonder. Were they werewolves too? Had they known this would happen to me? Alaric said the curse didn’t activate unless you killed someone. If they were werewolves, had they never triggered the curse? Or was it something else entirely? I glanced at the window, where the light of the setting sun was fading, giving way to the night. The full moon was coming. I could feel it—a strange hum at the back of my mind, growing stronger with each passing moment.

he said softly, “you are untouched.” “Untouched by what?” she snapped. Alaric’s eyes darkened. “By the curse.” The word landed like a blade. “What curse?” she asked, though dread already coiled in her gut. He exhaled slowly, as though choosing how much truth to spill. “Any woman who comes too close to me dies.” Her breath caught. “That’s impossible.”

After he tosses more firewood into the fireplace and lights them up, he walks back to me and takes a seat on the armchair beside the couch. I feel utterly uncomfortable and uneasy and improper and - what's even happening? I feel even worse than I did back home when father would- The clatter of the little spoon against the porcelain plate pulls me out of my thoughts before I sink too deep in them. The man had scooped a bunch of sour cherry jam onto a place and dipped the tip of one of the small croissant before he took a large bite out of it. The way he moved was mesmerizing, but somehow it seemed out of place. As if he had to think hard on how to do these things...

Released. I was working on the third when I heard them. Three of the senior pack wolves crossing the upper courtyard walkway on their way to afternoon duties -- Goran, who managed the eastern border patrol schedules, and two others. They were talking about the challenge. About Thornwall. I caught fragments: "...actually fight properly for the first time in three years" and "...does the girl actually know what she's doing or is she --" The third cursed object across the courtyard went dark. Not gradually. Not with the building disruption of a controlled exercise. It went dark instantaneously, its magical structure dissolving as though it had never been there, the cursed item now just an ordin

That’s why he could easily beat the wolves in his human form. “What was the curse?” I asked, my wolf was biting her paws sitting on her stomach anxiously. She knows the answer already. Hecate’s eyes darkened eating all the white space. “I can’t tell you.” She said her voice was on the edge, she looked towards the women standing in the cloaks and nodded. The previous girl walked towards us carrying a bag and deliver it to Hecate. Hecate emanates a talisman from the bag similar to the one Diana gave me before except it was black and silver unlike my golden one.

The skin was missing around that crescent shaped mark. “I was about to lose an arm once…then the villagers let the red hot iron rest here and the infection didn’t spread. I am not the silly old woman your village calls me. Neither I am like your merchant father…craving for a warm fire after a day of work. I am of warrior clan Blanchett. And I have those gifts…” her eyes looked away, as if the sparks in that fire showed her the uneasy memories…which she didn’t wish to share. “Grandma…it was a wolf today. There might be more coming. Come back to us!” she pleaded…no begged. In response, the old lady smirked…reminding her a lot about how she used to smirk whenever the gran told her to stay away

I wished I could say that I was able to handle this kind of situation, but the truth was, I had no idea what I was doing… I followed the man in the black suit. He led me upstairs, where the exclusive part of the restaurant was. With each step I felt like my heart was getting filled in panic and terror. This anxiety was making me go insane… I was led to the table separated by a curtain, there was an Asian man sitting by that table. He was wearing a navy suit and white shirt, he seemed to be enjoying himself sipping brandy. I recognized his face and flinched. That man was Okada Daiki, Tsuchida Kosuke's right-hand man.

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…”

Kit looked over her shoulder at the retreating woman. “Mitsuhide I have seen her before,” Kit said. “Okay,” Mitsuhide said. “No. Mitsuhide. I have seen her everywhere we have gone this weekend,” Kit said. “Maybe she lives over here,” Mitsuhide said. “She was watching us every time,” Kit said. “Mitsuhide was her eyes green?” “Yes, strikingly green,” he said. “Mitsuhide she is the one from the cave,” she said. “What?” he asked.

Gao Song was so angry, but Kukok was speaking at the same time, "Hello, are you Mr. Qin Haodong?" "Yes, I am. Why are you here in my company? Can I help you?" Qin Haodong asked. "Hello, Mr. Qin, I am Kukok, the butler of Mr. Old Maldini." Kukok introduced his background and said proudly, "I am here to invite Mr. Qin to Jiangnan Hospital on behalf of my master. Please hurry up and leave with me. My master's time is precious, you ordinary people could never imagine the loss in every minute."