Cursed Quote Novels & Stories

The next morning, I cannot still tell or link what he was talking about. What did it mean? It sounded personal like he was remembering a traumatic experience. He was talking to his father and he mentioned something about the other one being cursed. What did that even mean? As far as I know, Cult and Jack are the only two cursed werewolves that I am aware of. Does he have a cursed brother? I ask myself as I watch the intruders filing up, I think they are doing some training as I watch them from upstairs.

I asked my head still on his chest as I wondered if his heart will give up more than what his mouth was will to. What could've stopped a proud alpha like him from doing what he wanted to do? “I'm cursed.” He blurted out. For the beat of one to three, I didn't react until his two-word reply sank in. “Sorry, what?” I asked my head snapping up. This has to be some sick joke because how could he cursed? “Yes, I am.” “But… but… how can you be cursed?” I stammered. “You're the Alpha.” “Yes I am. But there's no where it is written that an Alpha can't get cursed.”

Sherah shouted, "Ms. Hughes, please show us mercy! Why do you have to treat us like this? Oh God, please, why are you doing this to us? We did nothing wrong! We were cursed!" Even while being buried, Sherah still could not stop cursing Celena for this. She turned toward the direction of the cage and spat, "Celena, you f*cking b*tch! You're a curse to this family! We're going to be killed because of you! You're a witch, you've cursed us and doomed us all! You should be dead by now! Why are you dragging all of us down with you?"

I failed to dodge it and got shot in my leg. The bullet immediately gave a burning sensation. My self-healing ability seemed to have been counteracted by the curse on the bullet. Black smoke mixed with the smell of burnt flesh came from my wound. The searing sensation gnawed at my nerves. I endured the pain and took out the bullet. Only then, did the wound begin to heal slowly. "It's a a Cursed Bullet, a new technology developed by none other than me," Rupert said, slowly approaching me. "It's tipped with Lycan blood and vervain. Badass, isn't it?"

Maxine Shepard in a grave yard. “No.” He smiled. Damn, why do Gods have to be extra hot and spicy? Okay, Max think of Zayn. Think of Zayn. “I can read your mind, I just want to make it clear.” “Oh no,shit.” I cursed. I don’t know if it matters or if he kills people who curse but I just did. I am so dead, Hera,where the fuck are you. “Sit , Max.”

The moment I started live streaming, the people around me started talking, and the comments flooded with insults. [Holy crap, this disgusting woman is actually live streaming! Does she have a death wish?] [Does she think people will forgive her after what she did to her son?] [She's just trying to make money off this. Don't support her. Report the stream and get her banned!] [Is anyone there in person? Can someone beat her up for me?] However, there were also viewers who had no idea what was going on. They flooded the comments with questions. [Wait, what did this lady even do to make everyone hate her this much?]

“That is the very first thing we are taught about the cursed ones. Their curse is that they can’t walk in the sun, subjected to drinking blood to survive.” “Okay,” I nodded, forcing a smile.

Turning to the person, my heart pounds against my chest heavily with heavy shock and surprise. "Mother…!" I called out gently. A smile processed through her face, "daughter… I don't know if we could actually meet here one day," she said. I don't really understand what she is trying to say, but I know she is trying to communicate something vital. "Mother…. I have missed you," I said trying to go inside her arms. She slapped my hand and looked at me with smiles on her face, "daughter… you must break the curse before it's too late," she said.

" She said sarcastically which I noticed and being pushed by the small wine still in my system I said. "I am so sorry for calling your daughter 'your twin' please find it in your heart to forgive me for finding out that the ancient vampire was a cute little Greek goddess." I matched her sarcasm as she laughed whole-heartedly. "Thanks... I guess... For the compliment though I get it a lot but it felt special coming directly from an unknown woman." She said and laughed softly staring at the bottle of red wine on the table. "You are welcome, cute goddess." "The word cute does not suit, but you would not have known what I have done on this earth, though you don't seem afraid of me."

“Shut Up!!! Go! Help with the fire and gather up all the research papers!!!” The bodyguard stood there speechless. “Are you disobeying me?” The bodyguard turned and ran back toward the still-burning building before his boss could say or do anymore. The young man shrugged and turned back to the forest. ‘I couldn’t even hear myself think with that bumbling fool raging on like an idiot. For as long as he has been with us you would think he would be used to things like that.’ He smiled evilly to himself, remembering what he had just seen. ‘It seems our test subject has found a friend; this could get interesting!’ With that, he turned back toward the building and started to make his way back