Cursed One Novels & Stories

sunud sunod na tanong niya rito. Sa una ay hindi ito nagsalita. But as she was about to speak again, he already did the thing first. "Wala ka sa posisyon na kwestiyunin ang pananaw ng ibang tao, Ezaiyah. So, what if they believe in such a curse? Ano namang masama doon? There's nothing wrong in believing in something especially when there's a just reason behind that belief. Pwedeng hindi literal na sumpa, but anyone might be dealing with something that he might see as enough reason to feel cursed or even see himself as the cursed one." anito.

"Show some courtesy, Zucchini. Isang prinsesa ang iniinsulto mo, and what? you still hoping? for that room? na magiging sayo? Dream on!" "Why would I? Taga underworld lang naman siya ah. Hindi naman siya originally na taga Azaleus." Malditang rebati niya kay Alanis. "She's a daughter of a Mortal God, Conrad. Watch what are you saying. Anak lang naman siya ng Hari na nagpapatuloy sa inyo sa Dorne." Walang emosyon na saad ni Rivalry dito. "Huh! Anak lang naman—

Iniwan niya akong nakatayo sa gitna ng madilim na eskinita, bitbit pa rin ang nanginginig na cup ng kape. Should I feel relieved? Safe? Grateful? Hindi. Kasi deep inside, alam ko—Damian Blackthorn wasn’t my savior. He was my curse. At itong gabing ‘to? This was only the beginning. ---

Celeste Amara Valdez (POV) Madaling araw, biglang bumigat ang dibdib ko. Para akong nakalutang sa dilim. Hindi ko alam kung saan ako naroroon, walang direksyon, walang ilaw puro echo lang ng mga hakbang at boses na hindi ko makita ang pinagmulan. "Dónde estás…?" "She shouldn’t be here…" "Corre… rápido…"