Cursed Mike Wazowski Novels & Stories

Inside the room, the box was sitting there, just as expected. The moment I looked at it, a sharp pain sliced through my head. My body froze. I couldn’t move at all. Then the dorm door slammed open. Lily and Summer walked in. A black insect crawled out from the side of my neck and scuttled toward Lily’s feet. The system shrieked, “Host, that insect is a voodoo worm! She planted a curse on you. Voodoo worms don’t just spy on your actions—they release toxins to paralyze your body. She must have used the worm to learn you have all three keys!

Bob said. “You don’t understand, Bob. I've told you before. Your sister is a serial killer. If I didn’t put her behind bars, someone would have. “You’re gonna undo this or you’ll die right here and now.” Bob said. “Or better still, I’ll show everyone what you truly are. Do you think I don’t know that you are a werewolf? I know a lot about you, Minx Jackson. I know that you are above the curse and so would try to use your wolf to take advantage of this situation but I was already a step ahead.” Bob said.

She screamed, making list of the people flinch and younger children cry in fright. "But you know what, I will leave and you will never see me again. Of course I won't leave without a gift for your unborn child, whether male or female, the child shall not experience the feeling of full wolf transformation. You can try to break the curse but you will fail and you will also beg to find me and you will also fail. This is my parting gift to you," she smiled deviously and just within a blink of an eye, Rebecca was gone. ~JASON~

Laura. “I am making you. The Cursed One.”

He let out in his usual deep voice feeling ecstatic remembering how helpless and vulnerable she looked last night. The memories of her cursing him entered his mind many times but all he did was scoff in the end. There is no God. And there is nothing like a curse in this world. He was confident that nothing can harm Waynes. He is Sebastian Wayne the most powerful bachelor in this country. He doesn't need to worry about such petty emotional curses. "Now it's better to leave them alone." Smith voiced out to which Sebastian nodded absent-mindedly. "Of course." He mumbled finishing his toast and taking a last sip of his coffee.

Just when he opened up, I have my legs ready to come in but he stopped me with a question. "What are you looking for?" He asked mildly and somewhat harsh. I couldn't understand his point, I guess he woke on the wrong side of bed. I am ready to forgo and to listen to his words. He blocked my route and have his eyes fixed on me. I know something is off but I intentionally decided to answer since it won't remove an hair strand from my body. It's just a question anyway…. "I want to ask about the curse…" Immediately I said that, his countenance changed readu to let me in immediately. "I am so sorry for having to question you. I just wanted to be sure," he said.

Ethan replied impatiently, "Should we have left Mandy and the kid stranded in the middle of nowhere? Besides, we arranged for someone to pick up Heidi. It was just for a short while, so what's the problem?" "Arranged for someone? Just for a short while?" I stood up abruptly, swatting away his hand, my eyes blazing red. "Ethan, do you know that because of your damn 'short while', Heidi, she..." My voice choked, unable to continue the horrifying truth. Ethan frowned impatiently. "What are you trying to say?" "Heidi, she..." I took a deep breath, trembling as I spoke, "She was killed by wolves!" As I said those words, I felt every part of me crumbling, my body ice-cold, and everything went dark

"What are you doing? Get out of here!" I grabbed my best friend's hand and turned to run, but the one behind us blazed his white teeth and flashed forward. I quickly turned around and kicked him in the stomach, but at the same time, another guy came at Cammie. For that split second, my heart stuck in my throat. To my surprise, Cammie held off his oversize bite with a blow, making the undead stumbled backward. "Ow!" Cammie cried and shook her hand in pain. "Is his face made of stone or something?"

I'm at the supermarket when an old woman I don't know suddenly grips my hand tightly. I instinctively shield my baby bump, but she says, "Someone has placed a swap spell on you. The dead baby is about to be transferred to your body soon." I think she's a liar, but she says, "Hurry up and try to make yourself vomit. You should try to throw up as much of that fish you just ate as you can."

Alex looked up in annoyance, “Are you suggesting we practice dark magic? What part of the pack's rule didn't you understand when I inducted you?“ Alex questioned with a frown. “I didn't mean to upset the Alpha. It's far from dark magic. The Master, or should I say, Pablo, only used it wrongly. He never sought advice from people. An old lady from my previous pack was the one who assisted me with executing the master. She made me realize his weakness was merely a silver sword drenched in fresh blood of any four-legged animal. It wasn't luck that killed the Master.“, Mike explained. Alex seemed to be getting interested in his suggestion as he closed up his laptop to give his full attention. “Yo