Cursed Mike Wazowski Novels & Stories

Serenity shook her head. "Just help me to break the curse." "It's not easy, the state in which you cursed him was emotionally powerful. It had hate, anger, mistrust and mourning... That curse is strong. Not to mention that it's given by one of the powerful witch..." Sabrina said and Serenity looked away in guilt. "Augustus can revive people" Serenity said. "If he kills her and revive her back then will it work... There must be some loophole in it." "Augustus can only revive those people whom he has killed... He might revive her back but there are chances that the curse won't break and if she dies out of natural causes then he can't revive her"

I exclaimed in protest, but no one seemed to believe me. Finally, breaking through the crowd, I saw Cormac lying there, his body contorted at some weird angle, his mouth foaming with a black substance, his hands clawed razor-sharp. The scream began to build in the well of my throat as I comprehended that Cormac was dead. I fell on my knees beside him and wept, hot tears rushing down my cheeks. "Oh, Astrid, oh no, oh no." I muttered, rocking forward and backward. But before I even had time to register what was happening, someone threw a handful of wolfsbane at me, the acrid smell filling my nostrils. "Cursed omega!" they screamed. "She killed her mate!"

" I don't know! He started with a cough, I thought it was something temporary, I saw it getting worse, but no one could say what it was and how to treat it!" Soon after, the sorceress Jamaia arrived, the same one who had seen Kataleya when she was little. As soon as Jamaia saw Lacaio's condition, she was surprised, she had never seen anything like this. She brought her hands closer to the man's face and then moved away. "What does he has? Any illness?" “ This is not a disease, it is a curse!" " Like this?" “ I could try to break the curse, but…" “ Break it!"

"Although your first mate was a mistake, but she still couldn't escape it -she was a victim of your curse" Wymond's eyes narrowed as his eyes flashed back to hundreds of years ago, different scenes of how his first mate suffered from excruciating pains kept replaying on his mind. "Mating with her can lift your immortality curse, but it's gonna cause her great pains...." "Shhhh" Wymond cut him off. His ears perked up as he listened to the voices talking outside the hut, he smirked when he recognized his mate's voice. Edward undid that spell quite fast -he thought mentally. He said a few words coherently and snapped his fingers, which made old Sebastian frown.

I cursed myself internally, lowering my gaze for a second, " Keep your mouth shut." He watched me intently, his gaze never leaving me alone. It felt suffocating under those red eyes, as though he could see through every lie I tried to tell. Yet strangely, despite his intimidating presence, there was no real anger on his face. If anything, he looked entertained. I took a deep breath and looked at him, " I don't understand why you called me your cure. I know that you are cursed. But I have no power or control over it, right? I am just a mere Omega living in this small world."

My voice cracked on the words because I was certain that he did love me. Confusion marred her perfect features. “Is he sick?” Because truly, that would be the only other problem. “He's cursed.” I blurted out. “Cursed?” She sounded disbelieving. “Yes, cursed.” I spent the next few minutes explaining Brian's curse, his age, the death of his prior mates, and the future event of my possible death.

One of those people that brought Michael said they saw him in the midst of the zombie. Mr Li Chong looked at Michael from the head to toe and said and his still alive how come, how did you survive? "I'm the last man standing I survived by grace." Michael replied him. Mr Li Chong look at him and said "Okay fine, so can you tell us what cause the zombie in your country?" "It was water. The water got contaminated, and you know, everything was complicated our military men worked on a vaccine that cause all those mess." Michael replied normally.

Sienna leaned forward and said, “Apart from living under the same roof for a few weeks, I don’t know much about Alaric. I can’t see how there is something related to my life that Alaric has kept a secret from me.” “Two years ago a witch cursed Alaric that he would die the moment he consummates his relationship with his mate. You are his soulmate, Sienna….” Sienna held her stomach and burst out laughing, “A witch had cursed him… really… you should have come up with something more realistic…” Aunt Sue waved her hand and the glass of water raised into the air and flew to her hand. Taking a sip of water she asked, “What will you say now?”

"The case I mentioned before, about the girl who could only mate during the full moon? I discovered she was a hybrid - part witch, part werewolf. Her condition had a clear origin." "But..." I started, then faltered. "The situation you described," she continued, her voice gentle but probing, "it doesn't seem to have an origin. At least, not one we can discern. Curses come from somewhere, but this one… seems to be an anomaly.” "But how can that be? I saw..." I caught myself, quickly adding, "I mean, my friend saw those men die. Right in front of her eyes." The priestess's gaze sharpened, her head tilting slightly. "Are you certain it was a curse that killed them? How sure are you?"

A week later, Jess appeared at my door, beaming with joy. Her arrival didn't surprise me in the slightest. What caught me off guard was the sight of David standing beside her, clutching her hand tightly. "Is David's condition better now? Did the doctor allow him to leave the hospital?" I asked, my eyes widening in disbelief. David had been a premature baby, born with underdeveloped organs and whisked straight to the NICU. He'd recovered enough to go home eventually, but trouble loomed again when, in third grade, he collapsed during a gym class.