Cursed Object Phasmophobia Novels & Stories

Atrocious replied, rubbing an orb on the armrest of his chair. "Reveal? What do you have to reveal?" Draco raised an eyebrow, realizing that it must be serious if Atrocious was acting this way. Atrocious was never one to think or worry so much about anything and when he does, it meant it was something to be taken very seriously. Atrocious sighed heavily, picked up the orb, and muttered a spell. The orb became surrounded by a mist of emerald color, and an obscure figure appeared within it. "It's a curse. Your brother, the Alpha King, is cursed."

Alaric said, kneeling in front of her. “I… have claustrophobia… my body doesn’t react well to closed…” Her eyes drooped before she could complete the sentence. She fell on the floor with a thud. Alaric's face broke out in cold sweat. He fished out his phone and tried to call the reception but there was no range in his phone. “F***!” he cursed and threw the phone on the floor. He banged his fists against the door of the lift but there was no response.

What did that even mean? “I have no idea what you're getting at,”she said to the young girl.”What are you speaking of?” “She has lived in the shadows for a long time,watching and waiting for you.” “You’re not making any sense,”Beth replied,agitation rising in her voice. “Have you not felt her Beth?Here in your home?She watches you,growing stronger every day,she wants your life and she will end it when she’s ready.” Now Beth was getting mad.Were hallucinations supposed to be this annoying?

My dove will make a damn good doctor one day. "Talk," she tells me, pushing her glasses up her nose with a shaky hand. "I... I already told you before that I'm cursed. The same goes for my entire pack. I...I can't stand not being around you. I won't be able to survive your rejection, the hollow curse makes sure of it," I tell her, and her eyes go wide. "Because of my fear of losing you, I..." I gulp, my hand shaking harder. "I developed an obsessive disorder."

“I guess I should’ve taken your advice and avoided that drink last night.” “I’m not into the I-told-you-so responses. But you should know that, because there’s no exact science to how much copper is lethal to a werecreature’s digestive system, most Edge abusers eventually die from overdose.” Oh…Wow. “I’m not letting anything happen to you,” Phantom says after noting my distress. A soothing feeling comes from having our fingers intertwined. It feels like having the perfect mixture of sun and breeze, both hot and cool at the same time. A comforting electric current of excitement zaps into my fingers when he plays with them. What’s even crazier is I never want him to stop. Yup, I’ve, without a

His words were contained with conviction, and I believed him "I'm a cursed wolf, my power is like a double-edged sword so extreme and powerful, yet wildly unpredictable. I can't control when I shifts, I always loose control and unleashing havoc on those around me. The memories of my past victims haunt me, every I closed my eyes,Every full moon, I'm consumed by a fury and always leave behind atrail of bloodshed." I said to him.

They used some equipment—I wasn’t sure what it really was, but there were silvers and moongrass everywhere that made the phantom woman scream in fear and pain as she was chained inside a glass cage where her dark smoke couldn’t get out of it. She pounded the cage with her fist as she screamed. "Do you believe that everyone is safe?" NO ONE IS SAFE NOW, DOMINIC! I planted a curse on all of you! That crystal ball?! That possesses a curse that you could never get rid of, Dominic! This will haunt you forever until your death!”

My name is Brendan and I am Professor and I have Phasmophobia or fear of ghost that’s why I got my silver ring engraves of a Crow that symbolizes the spirit. I have a third- eyed. Some people says it’s a gift but for me it’s a wound that cannot be erase. My first encountered in my bedroom. I was about to sleep around 10:30-11:00pm.

Years ago, a witch cast a prophecy over me. She said I was the cursed wolf, an abomination who would bring the pack to ruin. My parents believed it completely. Locked me in the cellar that same night and left me to starve. My older sister, Sia, fought like hell to keep me alive. When the pack came for me, she stood in front of every single one of them, crying as she tried to shield me. "She's not an abomination. She's never hurt anyone." Because of those words, when the Alpha fell for her but still feared me, that so-called abomination, I volunteered for exile. Walked away from the pack forever. Before I left, I gave Sia a charm. Told her, if anyone ever laid a hand on her, just speak into i

The floating ruins above them suddenly cracked violently. The realm itself trembled. Elena stumbled. “What’s happening?” The woman’s expression changed instantly. Fear. “Time is up.” The red sky split open suddenly with a deafening sound. The black ocean below them churned violently. “Elena listen to me carefully,” the woman said urgently while approaching her quickly. “The Francesco bloodline is cursed. And the necklace is waking up again.” The water rose higher instantly. Cold waves crashed around Elena’s legs. “What does that mean?!” Elena shouted desperately.