Cursed Mlp Novels & Stories

I look back at the paper and unwrap it, finding a handwritten note with the heading; the cursed brothers and their doom. Curiosity gets the best of me and I find myself reading the rest of the note. “The three brothers were once human, they lived in 1700s before they were cursed by a powerful witch because of their evil deeds; they were the first werewolves to never walked the surface of the earth,” Suddenly, I feel like I'm reading something I shouldn't but again, curiosity wins and I read the rest of the note. “The spell was both a curse and a blessing. It gave them immortality, riches and the wealth they'd always desired but then came their doom in the form of a girl who is said bare the

I was certain I had not been seeing things, and I certainly was not hallucinating. How could that text message have vanished for no reason? More importantly, what did that text message mean? Could it be that the valedictorians for the past SATs scorers had not committed suicide? Instead, they were murdered? Was it really the curse of the valedictorian? Would I die tonight, too? At that thought, a chill ran down my spine. After informing the police, I started a livestream. With the words “The Valedictorian Herself” in the title, tens of thousands of people flooded into the livestream in an instant. The number kept growing steadily. I quickly reached one million concurrent viewers.

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.

He mumbled with a smirked, "Stupid fucker thought only he could get under other people's blind spots..." Soon, another notification popped into his head. [~Cursed-Malaka Killed~] [Gained Saturation Points +11] [Gained Soul Crystal +5] [Gained Fire-based Affinity ] [Gained Soul-Armas (weapon-class): Cursed Arrow ]

It has been a thousand years now and many third month of the full moon had passed but I was yet to meet the destined one. I opened my eyes which was filled with agony. My heart felt heavy from the burden I had been carrying for thousands of years. I regretted the day I had killed that innocent man thinking he was responsible for the death of my parents. What I didn’t know was the man had been cursed and whoever killed him would be the new host of the curse. Being able to live for thousands of years might be the longing of many wolves but not me as I was tired of repeating the same cycle over and over again.

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.

“The truth is… my existence isn’t what you think. None of it is.” Drasa’s fingers tightened around mine, silently lending me her strength, the way she always did without even realizing it. I looked at her once, then turned back to the others. “You’ve all heard the stories about the curse,” I began. “The one that runs in my bloodline. How it makes me dangerous. How I’m different.” Maya nodded hesitantly, her lips pressed tight. “It’s true,” I admitted. “The curse is real. It’s been with me since birth. But what you don’t know… is what it really means.”

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"

"Explain this, Erin." Erin approached Uncle Malcolm, curiosity etched on his face. "What brought you here, Uncle? Your journey must have been long and arduous." Uncle Malcolm's gaze drifted to Lyrien, his expression disdainful. "Bastard," he muttered, his voice laced with contempt. "What is he doing here?" Erin's eyes locked onto Aria, visible through the glass enclosure. "Is the girl inside the glass the Cursed Wolf that has all of Beacon City talking?" he asked, his voice tinged with fascination.

Leona was confused as she turned to the two men in turn. Ethan stared in disbelief at Leona. He seemed to doubt what he had just heard. How could there be anyone in this country who didn't know William Redorge's status as director and main heir to the famous R Corp? "Why are you silent? There's really something important that-" "Never mind, not a big deal." William cut off Leona's words. Leona screeched in confusion. Not long after, a burst of laughter broke out from in front of Leona. He is Ethan. Leona felt even more strange. It was unusual for Ethan to be so expressive, even to laugh so loudly.