Novel & Cerita Cursed Sans

"What the hell did I just see?" "You’ve really pissed someone off, luna." Rome responded, pursing his lips. "You’ve got a rather strong curse on you." "Curse?" I repeated, not sure if I believed what he said. "And what kind of curse is it?" "It is a Vindicta curse." Rome explained. "It seems that you’ve done something to highly offend the caster." "I mean, that is a possibility." I agreed. After all, my past was marred with lots of death and hate. "But if I do have such a curse on me, how do I get rid of it?"

she demanded at once. “I am cursed…or I was cursed.” I said and Kylo squished my hand. “My Luna and my pack went through a big tragedy, Alpha Zenith. A half-witch cursed her to be the misery of my pack, and after our coronation, the curse started to happen. And the only way to cut the curse was her death, we asked the Hybrid Reaper’s help but he created a bond with her. I hope you can help us cut it.” She looked at me, and pity lingered in her eyes.

Never saw the same moon. Never crossed the same path. Years passed. The world changed. The curse waited.

Not able to close it. “That is the difference between the both of you mom, as soon as you realize that your son was cursed, it wasn't difficult for you to cast him out of your side, but Celine had accepted it, she accepted everything about me and which is why I am not going to let you ruin that”

Ruby answers pointing towards the small river just a few more walks from where they are. "And I can't really go out of the country because I was cursed by my evil ex-boyfriend to be bound into this land so that I won't leave him. But in the end he was the one that bailed on me which is super ironic and now I'm trap here forever until the end of time because he was also generous to bless me with immortality, which sucks because I've tried suicide for the thousandth time to no avail. But don't worry I stopped killing myself after the first hundred years because I found a reason to live. I don't want to die a prisoner so I will live till the day that I am free and see the world before I die."

I tried to scroll up, but the page overrode me so I just had to wait. The words stopped, and I scrolled back up. It didn’t give me any answers, only questions. What good is this tool? I growled and typed in my answers: “The Pack is my wolf shifter pack. I was cursed and transferred power to my Beta. I cannot define the current state. I have no standing, I'm on the run, still cursed. I need help with the recovery path.” The answer came faster this time: Input updated. Context accepted. You didn’t lose a wallet. You detonated a throne and walked away still burning.

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.”

His protest cut off in a strangled sound, his whole body seizing before going slack again. Fear clawed up my throat. “Raven, talk to me. Please.” His head dropped forward, his voice rough, broken. “It’s the curse.” The words sliced through me. He had told me once, in fragments, about it—the curse that bound his bloodline. The reason his love was a death sentence. Never to love without dying. I hadn’t understood then. I hadn’t wanted to. But now— “You’re saying…” My voice faltered. “Because you—because you love…”

1696, St. Austell, Cornwall, England I awoke with an unusual burning sensation enveloping my entire body as I tried to open my arduous eyelids, but the smothering heat engulfed me, drowning me as I started to shake uncontrollably, impelling me to the darkness as I lost consciousness. However, before I was hauled to a bottomless gulf, I heard Amara's revoltingly aggrieved voice. “You will be doomed for an eternity of solitude and suffering, Caleb as you have scathe and betrayed my love for you...”

her eyes are wet and feel like she want to ask who are you velliam:- hello I am velliam what are you doing here girl start shivering and trying to talk girl:- i-i am ceri I live here velliam:- can you tell me what are you doing here girl might ready to tell him her story girl:- I was cured because I was hungry and that made God angry he told me to take care of this sword and I can't go anywhere. I traped here demon:- this is fire curse sword share his energy with her that make her all this time and that how she able to talk and she remember everything. she felt pain that something can't be heal