Cursed Oreos Novels & Stories

"Mom?" "Oh, dear. Too bad you didn't tell me about this sooner. This could be it, Corey's curse." Was it a curse named after my family? Of course, it was. Owen gave me a startled look. “Um, what are you talking about? What is Corey's Curse?" “Didn't I tell you? Corey dies in strange and horrific ways. Brother, sister, parent, child... they kill each other. It is hardly an exaggeration to say that among the black witches, there are sorcerers."

Seconds later all the people were caught up in it, screams of agony could be heard, and they all scratched their bodies, begging for it to go all away. Not that seeing it on their body was causing the screams, but rather the pain they felt, it was like they were set on fire right from the inside. Moments overdue, there was no one present in the bar anymore, all of them had decayed and turned into powdered ashes. Nagato became calm, no one was certain to mess with him, and still live, this is the price for it and also the price for witnessing his curse gift, he reasoned out and then transformed slowly back into a human.

Every Succubinos on the pad seemed aware of the presence of Orea and Eureka because they were in outfits of state: the colours of state are red, gold, and the white five stars of fusion. The bar tender was a huge incubus (a male Succubino, a female is a succubus); his name: the bar tender’s name was Trollo, he poured them two glass goblet’s of fizzy green liquid; “It’s on the house my ladies,” he said giving them the transparent goblets. The taste was like nothing Eureka had tasted before, both the smell and the taste was pungent, strong and sweet; It was nice. It was better than anything she had ever tasted on earth.

The woman spoke, her voice drenched in finality. It was a mere take, so why did it unravel his insides, filling him with a surge of desperation that was unexplainable to him. "Why can't it be stopped? Isn't there a way they could avert the curse? " he found himself asking. "In each life and whichsoever from they took, Herak's soul would always crave his Ara. He is already darkness, the darkness only need to be triggered, then it will break free, causing endless calamities"

“This isnʼt any ordinary liquor. This is Yorsh, a liquor made with our secret art and the Genesis Power by the Iustus Sect. “It can help increase one’s cultivation and improve their physical strength. We donʼt sell this to anyone. It is my first gift to you all.” James kept a straight face. However, he inwardly cursed as he did not expect Cerise to have come up with such a convincing reply. After listening to Ceriseʼs words, the other ladies downed their drinks one after another. None of them noticed how a malevolent smile flashed across Ceriseʼs face.

The question asked what I will do—and I know what my Daniel expects of me. I etched the third option into the slate. Understand me now, Daniel. Trust that I have found my teeth. The screens flashed. They had also chosen the third option. “By the Abyss! That’s a false reading! How can they not know her nature?” Adam’s curse cut through the silence. It was the shock shared by everyone who thought they knew the 'Hollowed' girl. When the 'Correct' sigil glowed green, the Hall fell into a stunned hush.

Many high-tier pack seers even operated their own digital channels to track corporate curses. Ross lets out a terrified shudder, his tail tucking tight. "So the curse was hiding inside this worthless market trinket the entire time!" He quickly pulls out his electronic device, scrolling through his voucher history. "You aren't lying, Lord Azel! My pup's night howling started exactly three suns after my hands brought this piece back to the cabin." His wife lets out a furious growl, her claws ruthlessly pinching Ross's arm several times. "Why did your brain buy unverified trash from a sketchy market mat when you knew it was for our only pup? Why didn't your boots walk into a certified pack stor

It had a rage built on centuries, and I could barely control it. I sat back on the chair, my hands on my chin. I heard about her even before the world knew — the strange Omega cursed to kill two beasts, one born of blood, the other of shadow. When her parents were arguing with my father about some stupid property, he had them imprisoned, fed only once a month in an enclosed place, and declared her an orphan. She was the first thing I had ever pitied in my life. Watching her grow, question where she was from, and struggle to make ends meet moved me, and I got her a place at the club.

I look back at the paper and unwrap it, finding a handwritten note with the heading; the cursed brothers and their doom. Curiosity gets the best of me and I find myself reading the rest of the note. “The three brothers were once human, they lived in 1700s before they were cursed by a powerful witch because of their evil deeds; they were the first werewolves to never walked the surface of the earth,” Suddenly, I feel like I'm reading something I shouldn't but again, curiosity wins and I read the rest of the note. “The spell was both a curse and a blessing. It gave them immortality, riches and the wealth they'd always desired but then came their doom in the form of a girl who is said bare the

Then, he turned his attention to Ori, "Do you have any evidence left?" Ori looked at Emma, a faint trace of remorse deep in her eyes. Ultimately, she couldn't resist the valuable jewelry's temptation or allure. Resignedly, she said, "Your servant saw Miss secretly hiding a packet of paper." Jadeite nodded, "Where is the packet?" Ori took a paper packet from her clothing and said, "This is it." Then, she opened it in front of everyone. Second Madam exclaimed softly, "Moose cheese?" Ori lowered her head and said, "No, this is goat cheese that Miss Third Young Lady used to replace the moose cheese. Everyone, please take a look. Does it not resemble moose cheese at first glance?"