Novel & Cerita Cursed Santa

Alpha Kaine, who hadn't been aware that the lady had opened her eyes, was a bit shocked before he came back to his senses. "What's wrong Catarina?" He frowned. "I'm afraid it's not going to go as we've agreed." The woman sitting whose name was Catarina said, "Why?" Alpha Kaine frowned as he had a sour feeling. "I'm afraid the curse is acting more effectively and at this rate, you'll have no more than a month to live," Catarina sighed. Hearing her words Alpha sighed and didn't say anything but merely turned to look at the mountain of skeletons.

Remembering made me shudder. He gave me a sharp look. "You heard them? Felt them?" "I - Yes, I think so." I stepped closer to him, suddenly afraid. I knew nothing about where I was. Leo placed his hands on my bare arms. "Those are the Cursed. They are creatures who turned their backs on Polonias and the goodness of the magic in the land. They are like the demons of your world. Some are desperate for a way out of the darkness, while others seek to pull unsuspecting travelers in. They are the cause of the Sickness." He shook his head. "Did you understand them?"

She screamed, making list of the people flinch and younger children cry in fright. "But you know what, I will leave and you will never see me again. Of course I won't leave without a gift for your unborn child, whether male or female, the child shall not experience the feeling of full wolf transformation. You can try to break the curse but you will fail and you will also beg to find me and you will also fail. This is my parting gift to you," she smiled deviously and just within a blink of an eye, Rebecca was gone. ~JASON~

"WAIT, GUYS. WHAT DOES 'cursed' even mean?" asked Ruthie. "Maybe it isn't so bad." Zander looked at me. I was starting to feel anxious. My sethian acquaintances included Conrad, Zander and his brother - and the Collector in a roundabout way. I had a pretty good idea who in that group might belong to the cursed category. "I don't know," I said. "Maybe." "Well, if we get to vote, I vote that Zander's jerk face brother is cursed," said Ruthie.

"And now that he’s done exactly what you asked, you’re turning your backs on him?" More murmurs, hesitant this time. A flicker of uncertainty in their angry expressions. But then the old man’s voice booms again, cutting through the tension. “We don’t care that he has found you! The curse is still here! We need a new Alpha!” His bony finger shoots out, pointing toward the enormous statue of Santa Claus standing proudly near the entrance. "You see that?" His voice trembles with something dangerously close to reverence. "That statue belongs to the only person who has helped us all these years. A mysterious stranger who has been providing for us, keeping us alive, comforting us while our Alpha w

My voice cracked on the words because I was certain that he did love me. Confusion marred her perfect features. “Is he sick?” Because truly, that would be the only other problem. “He's cursed.” I blurted out. “Cursed?” She sounded disbelieving. “Yes, cursed.” I spent the next few minutes explaining Brian's curse, his age, the death of his prior mates, and the future event of my possible death.

“Your cousin was cured, right? From the cure derived from the volcanic minerals of your pack, ye?” The girl frowned. “My cousin died long ago.There's no cure for that sickness here.” My heart froze momentaril

"Stand up. You've got it wrong. I want to know if the Hellrend Severance Technique can remove the cursed essence from Brantley's body. You were at the grand ceremony, right? You must have seen Brantley, who fought me and controlled cursed essence." Hearing this, the seven troublemakers exhaled in relief. It was just a question, after all. Pacino admitted, "Sovereign Snow, frankly, I can't respond to that question. The cursed essence is too frightening. It's believed that once it attaches to a host, it can't be removed unless the host perishes. "Moreover, we aren't supreme beings, and unlike you or Brantley, we can't foresee if the Hellrend Severance Technique can eliminate it."

A freak accident that left me completely alone in the world. But now, I couldn’t help but wonder. Were they werewolves too? Had they known this would happen to me? Alaric said the curse didn’t activate unless you killed someone. If they were werewolves, had they never triggered the curse? Or was it something else entirely? I glanced at the window, where the light of the setting sun was fading, giving way to the night. The full moon was coming. I could feel it—a strange hum at the back of my mind, growing stronger with each passing moment.

Serenity shook her head. "Just help me to break the curse." "It's not easy, the state in which you cursed him was emotionally powerful. It had hate, anger, mistrust and mourning... That curse is strong. Not to mention that it's given by one of the powerful witch..." Sabrina said and Serenity looked away in guilt. "Augustus can revive people" Serenity said. "If he kills her and revive her back then will it work... There must be some loophole in it." "Augustus can only revive those people whom he has killed... He might revive her back but there are chances that the curse won't break and if she dies out of natural causes then he can't revive her"