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explained Shawn. William smiled crookedly. As if looking down on the girl beside him. Look, even the girl can't even raise her head. "Leona, introduce yourself to William. You must have known about him, right?" Shawn interrupts. Slowly, the girl raised her face. William almost laughed at the girl's pale face. She can't even put on make-up. How could a girl like this be partnered with a William Redorge? "My- my- my name is Leona," said Leona, introducing herself.

“The king died, passed the curse to the prince, and a hideous change overtook him. The prince turned into a monster, and the young witch came from above. Her beauty in the moonlight overthrew him, and she cried as the change took hold. Mesmerized by her goodness, the dragon felt no pain. She held his hand as they turned into claws.” “She said she was a tester of men, and that the prince did not deserve to walk as one, for he was incapable of love. She cursed him to crawl on his belly and made him a crown of thorns. When he asked why, she told him to not be afraid, for in his suffering, he would find beauty. When the sun rose, the girl flew into the sky and she became the Morning Star.

She changed everything in the kingdom including my mom's simple recipe for the royal family. I knew the moment she stepped into the grand ballroom hall with her red bareback dress as my father took her hand for a dance on the night of his birthday, my life would change. It would gradually change. But I had no idea that change was dreadful for when I turned ten, I was banished when the high priest announced to everyone at dinner, "The Alpha King's heir curse is a threat to our pack. His cure can only be found in the human world!" At that time, my stepmother was already carrying his seed, the next in line to the throne.

She felt it was her responsibility, but she also knew she couldn't fight them alone, but she needed help from others, she thought. She used her curse which was "cursed speech". She was able to make something happen with just a word. If she was to say die to anyone they would die instantly, but that depends on how strong the soul of the person was. She used her cursed speech to curse three swords, that can be used to kill anyone that was cursed, with a stab in the chest. She wanted to do more but she couldn't, the cursed energy was too heavy for her mortal body to behold. The three she did take a toll on her body and she lost her voice. She wasn't able to speak or talk again since that day.

" She paused, " """ A beautiful princess she was, Adored by all faeries, angels, cold blood, witches, light and dark, Weaved a dream to be the queen of pure heart, Destiny played cruel & landed in dark and light. Stubborn to be with her heart, light cursed, pushing her into the dark! """ I just stared at her. I could understand only the first few letters which weren't for me definitely, "I don't think that describes me." I said. "It's telling you're cursed by light," Carlos said, staring at the books blankly.

There are consequences that she might obtain, whether to get cursed or to blessed as future Queen of Versailles. Argen could feel her head aching. A lot of memories punched her reminiscing hard that sometimes she’d lost to focus about present circumstances. Is she going to be under the threat or curse? Was that touch of woman on her hand makes her life miserable or blessed? Her eyes suddenly went dark red and some heat eroded her skin that sensitively was hurtful upon her fair skin. And that makes her to be unconscious again after that. The man was crossing her arms against his chest. He looked to the princess with a concerned expressions that plastered across his face. It was strange that h

She told me she knew what I was, despite the fact that I’d kept my nature hidden even from my own father. Wolf shifter, she’d spat. You’ll never find happiness. Never find love. Your humanity will be chipped away at over the years, until all that’s left is the beast. Unless you find your fated mate, and she loves you in return…You’ll be a wolf forever. Up until that moment, I’d never believed in witches or curses. Looking into her ink-dark eyes, I knew I’d been wrong. I felt it. She was a witch, and she’d fucking cursed me.

Darren’s POV “What about the curse?” I asked her with so much hope. “Curse is still there. A powerful witch had cast it in return for a favor. Diana had gained the favor, so the curse couldn’t be reverted unless Moon Goddess breaks it herself.” The glow emanating from her hand stopped as her eyes turned to normal. However, my heart sank to the depths. Where was I in this entire story? “I’ve got to tell Marcus. She’s indeed the girl of prophecy.”

She was older, sharp-eyed, and had a tongue like a whip, but she knew every rumor that passed through the palace. Beside her was Tessa, a young kitchen maid with a round face and a habit of slipping me extra bread when she thought no one was looking. “You’re in for it now, girl,” Maris said, tossing a damp sheet into a basket. “That princess will eat you alive if you let her. Pretty on the outside, teeth like a wolf on the inside.” Tessa leaned closer, lowering her voice. “Have you heard about the princes? They’re cursed. Some say they won’t see the end of the year.”.

bad servant owl:- why you talk like a drunk man prince:- I want to go for a drink. in the meantime, there was a princess of curses fate. what siting over a broken wall, her dress is royal and fancy, her hair is yellow, she can seduce any man just by one look. her hand nail was red and it was not artificial, she was depressed. someone shows up after 15 min, it looks like they were secret soldiers from an enemy nation who know for extremely worshipping demons and devils.