Cursed Rapper Images Novels & Stories

The man asked me and I don't know if he was annoyed with me because I mistook him for a bartender or maybe he was just acting annoyed to make me feel nervous. "You look like my next mistake, Jake." I jokingly replied to him causing him to frown at me. Jake Andrich is also known as Jakipz, the online celebrity who's famous for his thirst trap photos, his pictures are all jack-off worthy. But Jake became more famous because of his OnlyFans account where he posts nude videos and photos. Jake Andrich was like a sex god, his body was so beautiful even if it was full of tattoos, but I think it suited him well. He is the perfect definition of the words, 'gentleman but somewhat rude' because his han

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.

All because the so called Alpha could not control his urges. At least I got that from him. How sad my life had been since birth. "You are being a big downer. It is fun and you know it. Join us," Jacob, one of the only friends I had persisted but I shook my head in disapproval. "I am alright here," I replied quietly but I knew they heard. Lighting my wrap of cigar, I placed it between my lips and sucked in its toxic smoke into my lungs.

Kenny sat down, crossed his legs, and lit a big cigar. “My gift to you is number one, a beating you will remember for the rest of your life or number two, a more merciful option, you grovel at my feet begging me for mercy while you refer to me as your lord,” uttered Kenny as he blew the smoke from his cigar at Luke’s face. Luke was terrified, shook to the core, but his pride did not let him loose face. “no way I’m going to grovel at a rat’s feet. Do the very worst you can, you inferior specimen,” Luke said firmly, concealing his fear perfectly.

"You never wear it up. It suits you." Upon seeing his face, the man grinned, revealing one golden tooth to match his long golden brown hair beneath a purple bandana. Orange jewels- the kind Rhys had never seen before- twinkled, dangling from his ears. His tanned skin was on show from a low white top, only half the buttons done up, revealing his lean body beneath and the beginnings of tattoos.

Then the doctor ran in as we stepped back and Xavier growled as he was male, unmated and unmarked as far as we could tell. "I came as quickly as I could, alpha, what's going on?" he asks, looking at the unconscious girl in front of me. A gasp of fear and shock escapes him and he backs away. "You have to kick her out!! I cannot treat her! She's the Cursed Rogue!! She matches the description perfectly! Alpha, she cannot-" I snapped. "SILENCE!" Xavier roared. It was rare for our wolves to actually speak on their own like that without their human counterpart, but in this instance, I was right along with him. The doctor instantly closed his mouth and bowed his head in submission.

Despite the scary fight going on infront of me, my mind managed to be swamped with many other things, different smells began to hit my nose and the thoughts bothering me were quite unclear. He managed to throw Brenda off balance, sending her sprawling across the ground. He pounced on her, his powerful jaws snapping dangerously close to her throat. Brenda growled and twisted, she twisted free and lashed out, catching him off guard. She took advantage of the momentary lapse, darting away from him and towards the edge of the cliff. She paused, her eyes locking onto mine, filled with a mix of hatred and something else—fear, perhaps? "This isn't over," she growled, her voice rough and menacing, s

he whispered to himself, his voice a mere ghostly whisper in the darkness. He stood tall, his imposing figure casting a long, foreboding shadow against the wall, as his mind delved into the endless possibilities laid out before him. As he meandered towards a collection of images that depicted the mystic amalgamation of half-wolf, half-human forms, a wicked smirk tugged at the corners of his lips. "Imagine the boundless potential... The fame, the power that could be mine..." His footsteps echoed through the gloom as he paced back and forth, the room filled with an electrifying energy that crackled in the air. "What if I could harness their otherworldly powers? Fuse them with my very being...

They were double the size of me. They looked at me like they know us, specifically Augustus. "Welcome, I am happy that you have finally found your way back." The huge man with dark black skin said, his voice was gently unlike his appearance. How can he be so big? What is he? "You are in delusion, Luca." Augustus said and my eyes widened. They are the protectors. This is the same man who was black Panther. I looked at another, the man with yellowish skin, the Leopard! Oh my god, now I understand why they are so huge.

Opening it revealed not pages of text, but hidden compartments, each holding documents far older than Cassian. Lucien drew out a single folded parchment. The ink had faded, but the memory it carried had not. On it was an old picture, a young girl with black hair, soulless eyes. Cassian looked almost identical to her. A trait he had grown to despise over the years. ‘Weak.’ He said as he sneered at the picture. He slipped the parchment back into its hiding place, closing the compartment with care. ****