Cursed Ninja Turtle Novels & Stories

Then the doctor ran in as we stepped back and Xavier growled as he was male, unmated and unmarked as far as we could tell. "I came as quickly as I could, alpha, what's going on?" he asks, looking at the unconscious girl in front of me. A gasp of fear and shock escapes him and he backs away. "You have to kick her out!! I cannot treat her! She's the Cursed Rogue!! She matches the description perfectly! Alpha, she cannot-" I snapped. "SILENCE!" Xavier roared. It was rare for our wolves to actually speak on their own like that without their human counterpart, but in this instance, I was right along with him. The doctor instantly closed his mouth and bowed his head in submission.

The ruler at that time was Draco Vahemir - the strongest Vahemir there is to exist. Each and every member of the Infernal bloodbath pack is born with a special ability, their teeth contains poison strong enough to kill a person within seconds. They are not like every regular werewolf out there. They are stronger, faster than the usual werewolf. I flip through the pages and stop at a prophesy. It is a drawing. A stake in a lady's chest, she is in the arms of a man, his head buried on her chest. I flip to the next page, there is another drawing. The woman is in his arms, his head is backwards, his mouth is widened- he should be screaming. There is no caption in either of the picture. The drawi

“I greet you all. I am Freya… the chosen Luna.” “We can see you.” The response was cold. Uninterested. Unimpressed. Silence followed. Long. Heavy. Uncomfortable. It felt like they were studying me. Like I was something being inspected. “So,” one of them finally spoke. “This is the girl.” I swallowed. “She doesn’t look like much,” another added. A quiet laugh followed. “She looks fragile.” “Like how a cursed one should look.” The word hit me hard. Cursed. Always cursed.

I stood as a testament of what they had tried to erase. To later generations, they would label that night an uprising, labelling me a monster, the crack in the order that held the moon. They would whisper my name as a curse, a warning to anyone who tries to defy the authority they had so carefully crafted. Through it all, as I stood tall in the wreckage of their certainty, one truth rang clear through my mind, even clearer that the howls that were now being torn from my chest: I was never a curse and I was never cursed, but instead made a correction for all to see and somewhere deep inside of me I was convinced that this was only the beginning.

Senika said at last, his voice quieter now… but far more dangerous. “She is still coming.” A slow, cold dread pooled in the pit of the cloaked figure’s stomach. Behind him, the moonstone flickered. “Even weakened,” Senika continued, gazing out over the dead lands, “the Crescent warriors continue to present the biggest threat in this war.” His fingers curled slightly against the balcony rail. “My men have created lore. Rumors.” A faint, cruel smile touched his cracked lips. “Stories that they have been given… special powers.”

Jealousy reared its ugly head and I forced the feeling back. “The young ones don't know. I took a human companion every few decades, and Keren's mother is one of them.” Gently, he untangled me from him and put enough space between us. “There's more, Vi.” He said at my confused look. “There’s a curse. I have had fourteen mates and I have killed every one of them.”

"Hahaha, we old fools can’t disgrace our tribe in front of others, can we? What if we get serious?" asked the white tiger ancestor—or, as he might be called, the tribe’s former leader. "Great! Hammer of Judgment, get ready, you damn bastard," the black turtle figure produced a massive hammer—a weapon of divine caliber. And the white tiger wielded its claws as a weapon equally on par with a divine weapon. AWWWUUUUUUUUU AWWWUUUUUUUUU

All the while hearing his master explain their story. “In the beginning, they were harmless creatures; then humans found their hiding spots. That’s when the horrid experiments started on them. They were injected with the blood of the Kraken but reacted badly to it. They became too powerful for the humans to control so they just let them run rampant. These creatures have lost their sense of judgment and need to be punished. So just enjoy yourself, Drake.” Drake does enjoy himself greatly and within a few minutes completely decimates the Whitlock boss along with his lackeys. Drake then changes back to his human form and jumps up to stand next to Angel.

It ended up that the so-called dark Luna is actually a twin sister for Lucas's cursed mate, and she wasn't any better than him. She did not only stole life out of her sister, and kept her locked between two worlds ( living, and death worlds.). She even stole the mate of her sister. Being the sick creature she is, one mate isn't enough for her. As we agreed on what each of us shall manage, I moved on to start with the first move. The move inquires that I shall start by sparing some fake news about the cursed luna, which I did with all pleasure. Then, I started waiting for her to give the signal for our next move...

Zoe told her teary eyed daughter, who was holding up pretty well for her young age to go through such an agonizing experience. Not even her sextuplet siblings had been subject to this kind of special training and it really sucked when she was the only one left in the forest for the Ninja exam in nothing but a huge unisex shirt, baggy shorts, bare foot and bald with the scalp showing the deep black, inked Dragon tattoo. Basically, she could be easily mistaken as a bald boy on a run. The Dragon in the tattoo had a small pearl between its fangs and that pearl was none other than the powerful ‘Ninja Dragon Stone’ which could trigger wars just to possess it for its immense power.