Cursed Naruto Novels & Stories

Annabelle queried, her expression thoughtful. "Cursing someone is a pretty insane reaction to a breakup if you ask me. And when the person you're cursing is the King of Werewolves, she's practically starting war between the two species." Annabelle closed the spell book that she's reading and sighed. There was nothing useful in that book unless you want to learn the different ways of extracting poison from tropical plants. The boys gaped in surprise at her statement. Having grown up with Nari almost all their lives, they had merely thought that Nari was overreacting at not finding the matebond with Romeo. However, looking from Annabelle's perspective, Nari's curse can be construed as an attac

"My Prince, you are awake.. What happened, I heard a loud thud and I rushed in to see you sprawled on the floor.. Are you okay?" I stated at him and back at myself... I am cursed but I am different.. I have been cursed since I was an infant and my cure is a Sheba but I am different now because she is my cure and she has healed me. Sarafina. "I think I have my memories back, Khan" * * *

I asked her right away. She then started chanting: " Through death ... Through life. A cursed one shall go dark. Missing through space. Missing through time. A locked door will be Locked no more. leading to chaos, horror, and blood. And the dark shall bring nothing but doom." "What was that?" I asked her, then she repeated the same while explaining. " Through death ... Through life => Someone who managed to visit both of worlds. A cursed one shall go dark => The same person shall carry a curse, your mate is a curse luna so she's likely to become the dark luna.

"And Iris..... there's a problem with her....a serious one....she can never be the queen, Zane. Never." "Why?",asked Zane. "I've met her, she's perfectly fine. The first time I met her, she told me that she was trapped in this place. That she wasn't allowed to go outside. Why is that?" "Iris.....is a cursed child",said Scarlett. "What do you mean?",asked Zane "When she was born....she was cursed by a man. And since then, she's not been normal. She starts behaving abnormally sometimes. She can sometimes predict the future correctly, but most of the time it's wrong"

The boy had no idea where the wetness came from because nowhere up around where he stood was wet. The boy felt a sudden sadness for the poor animal, so he held out his right hand, palm down, and suddenly, his arm glowed with a strange purple color. The purple color that had started to glow around his arm seemed to wiggle around it as if it were alive in its own way. Slowly, the wolf began to rise and out of the pit, with the boy switching his hand’s position as the wolf floated out of the pit. The boy laid him softly on the ground just a few feet away from the opening with a wave of his hand.

Valaria asked stepping off of the elevator. “It’s a vile perversion of my species,” Okimi added, “A Kitsune that has done so much evil…” “That it becomes evil.” Stacy finished the sentence for her as Stacy could feel the anguish in Okimi’s very being, “It’s sole purpose is to cause mayhem and destruction, particularly to the lives of ones that have been cursed.” The group made their way to Grace’s lab, as they entered Valaria asked the question that everyone was thinking, “Cursed by whom?”

Curtis growled, upon noticing my hesitation. I didn't have much choice now, or did I? “I don't think they're lying,” I answered. “Let's hear what they have to say. Truly, we don't have much time. We have to save Narah.” “I wish to pull his beautiful head out his body,” Curtis countered. “Our hatred for Zander hasn't quite gotten to that extent,” I said, walking up the hill to join them.

- I said. - I know he doesn't have the answer, you've already noticed that you're searching for him, at the same time the car broke down, after trying to hunt down the poor guy you couldn't get the car to work anymore, that everything takes one problem to another. - My God, where did you get the poor guy? - I questioned. - The curse of an old Japanese man, homicidal, he is no better than me or the clan. - Holy crap! You're right about that, I have to admit. But... will he? It cannot be! How would he make the car no longer work?

Kael’s smile faded as he turned away. He made his way down the winding corridor toward the Seer's quarters. Elder Naro lay weak, barely a breath left in his lungs. The old man opened his eyes when Kael stepped in. “Elder,” Kael called first as Naro stood up slowly. “You waited long,” Naro rasped. “The curse,” Kael said. “It’s worsening.” “You already know why.” Elder Naro rebutted, staring at him. “I want no mate, Naro.”

By the time they broke through the tree line, the town was burning in full. Fire ran through the streets. People scattered in every direction mothers dragging children, men wielding broken tools as weapons. And in the chaos moved the rogues, wild and twisted wolves whose minds had long since rotted. Alaric was off his horse before it stopped. His boots struck the ground hard. The curse in his blood stirred, coiling deep beneath his skin. His claws slid out, dark and sharp as obsidian. The air around him shifted, thickening with power. He didn’t wait quickly He moved cutting down as many as he could quickly and swiftly.