Cursed Naruto Novels & Stories

Muzan said, resting his head against the shed wall. The pup nestled against my chest, giving a tiny yelp that cracked the compassion inside me open like a wall under the batter of waves. He wiggled weakly, nose bumping against my shirt like he was searching for her scent. “She had a way of making things feel… less cursed,” I said. Muzan laughed bitterly. “We’re not just cursed, Edric. We’re doomed.” “She didn’t think so.” “Why do you think that was?” he asked.

Ethan shouted into the phone but was met with only a cold dial tone. "Heidi, I'll avenge you. Everyone who ever tried to hurt you will pay the price!" Ethan's voice was hoarse but determined, as if completing a final act of redemption. With that, he turned and left the room, weighed down by sorrow.

“Not me. The second-born. Her shadow.” Her voice darkened, like smoke curling around old wounds. “And then she died. And I had him. Finally. And even then, it wasn’t enough. Because every time he looked at you, John, he saw her. Not me. Never me.” She stepped back from the bars, eyes gleaming with a twisted kind of pride. “You were protected from the knowledge of what you truly were. Yet you were the very thing I could never compete with.” “You are cursed, John. Cursed.”

“why would I joke about this, milady? Ask about me, ask around in the Southern realm, I am known for my integrity and my ability to cure people of incurable diseases. When I tell you that it is what it is, you should take my words for it. he replied calmly. “It just doesn't sit right with me. I need you to break it down in a way that I can fully comprehend. What happened to the curse I had the most passed down on me from my mother. Explain it to me!” I snapped. “I am cursed, I feel it in my core. Explain the pain I have been going through all these years! Explain the weakness! Explain the strange things happening to me! I need to know what you mean by ‘you are not cursed’ because I definitel

I snuffed out the stacked air in my gut. 'I need to give Akira attention… big one,' I retorted knowing that is the only plan that can really work on her. Akira could be something else when it comes to fighting for attention. I don't really want her to have any trouble. I intentionally didn't speak to her, I just walked myself out of the dungeon and have the door locked really hard hoping Akira would not come for her. My thoughts wouldn't leave Akira for one moment, because I know which is capable of. 'Telling her about the curse would be a problem on my neck…'

And gifting luna the death , with their ruthless and fierce behaviour . And the last three alpha killed themselves getting tortured by the own devil .The guilt killed them every passing second . Or can even said sacrificed the life but didn’t let the devil in them destroy the pack .And the cycle repeated with birth of every new alpha . Marcus , the fourth alpha cursed by moon goddess , is now living his own destruction every passing day . Till the age of 30 , he wasn’t able to find his mate. And now he is unable to calm 'Fire ' his wolf who is slowly turning the devil . The fire who every passing instance is asking for his mate and cursing him to be unable to find her , yet .

She pushed herself up slightly against the pillows, her voice ringing through the shadowed bedroom with surprising force. “Heartless people… You are demons!” she rasped, each word laced with venom. “You will regret what you’ve done to me. I curse you and your child. On the day I leave this world, I will charge you. I will take a life and ensure you live without peace. My spirit will haunt you until the end of your days!” Her voice echoed off the high ceilings, raw and haunting, before collapsing into a fit of coughing. Even in the grip of death, Carla poured every remaining ounce of her will into the curse.

Her form turned to black smoke, her essence stripped into nothing but only two fragments: One: a spark of lightening, too small to light anything but too powerful to be extinguished. Two: A soul, bound and chained sealed for use. And then the child spoke the final line. “Laura. You will be wolfless. You will not receive our parents love. You will be alone. Your mate will leave you. And I will make sure you don’t live to fulfill your role in the prophecy.” The orb burned. “You will be hated by all those who love you now.” The child held up the photo of a girl her age. Silver hair and brown eyes. Laura. “I am making you. The Cursed One.”

Whatever fragile hope of peace this meeting was meant to build is gone, crumbling like ash between my fingers. All that’s left are wolves glaring at me with murder in their eyes. All that’s left is the bond thrumming louder than ever, wild and undeniable, reminding me with every breath that Ronan Draven’s life is mine and mine is his. The last sound that cuts through the chaos, through the whispers and growls and the pounding in my ears, is a single word rolling like thunder across both packs: “Cursed.” It doesn’t matter who says it first. It doesn’t matter who echoes it after.

I thought as I watched Terrius pull Hikaru into a hug. " I have been great! But I stumbled on something which I need your help with." Hikaru explained. " What is it?" " Well, 7 villagers have been cursed and we need your help finding the cure." " Well, you come to the right man! I was looking for a challenge! I'm your man!" Terrius gives a grin.