Cursed Spirit Oc Novels & Stories

“Why wouldn’t she? An omega hated and bullied since birth? That’s the perfect villain origin story, if you ask me.” “How could I have done it? I’m just an omega, remember?” I said, hoping my rank would be good to me this time. “A cursed one, yes,” Rohan said flatly. “She’s not cursed!” Aidrac snarled. Rohan glared at him. “And since when did you become her knight in shining armor? You seem to know her well now.” Aidrac clenched his fists but said nothing. Rohan looked between us. “Interesting,” he muttered.

Jamal asked shakily. "Sit down back and stay silent till he finishes" Abu ordered. Jamal slowly sank back into his seat while Forbes continued. "He was cursed by Naja a winter witch because of his mother and my wrongdoings to the witch, he was cursed to be emotionless" Forbes paused, trying not to break down before the council. "We searched endlessly for a cure but could not find one until now, unfortunately the cure happened to be A Sheba, the witch's daughter"

Though Derrick was already an adult, his mental development had frozen at age five, and he still used baby bottles to drink water. As for the bottle Jess had just taken, it wasn't the one she gave me—it was a replacement I had prepared in advance. "Here, Carrie, it's ready," she said, returning with the formula. "Feed Nicholas quickly. The poor baby looks like he's about to cry from hunger." I looked down at my son, cradling him closer as a strange tightness gripped my heart. "Alright," I said softly. Seeing my compliance, Jess's eyes gleamed with something dark and twisted.

Lord Percival said excited while his wife sighed in relief. "But first... Take this essence," Lord Percival said assuming a fighting stance as he rolled his hands in the air in a Chinese martial arts way. A bright purple light materialize out of thin air, and he send it flying gently over to me. The purple light dissipated revealing a golden Phoenix's egg. "That is the soul of one of of the fallen Phoenix child. Absorb it before it dissipates," Lord Percival said urgently as he straighten up and gesticulates. 'How am I going to absorb it, I don't even know how to use magic, I am not an Elementalist, ' but I did not voice my thoughts as I stared at the egg that is floating in front of me.

I asked while looking at my fingers. From my peripheral view, I saw how he turned his gaze back at nowhere. "The girl will die and be reincarnated over and over again. No recollection of her memories but her soul remains. No matter what happen, the guy couldn't avoid the cursed. They will always meet over and over again. They are meant to love each other. So she'll still be in love with the guy despite of her having no memories with him. She will always fall deeply in love, same as the guy."

One spirit pinned my shoulder, its weight crushing, while another slashed my chest, fabric ripping as skin split open. Blood soaked my shirt, warm and sticky, and the curse amplified every wound, turning pain into fire that consumed my thoughts. Visions looped in my mind—Isabella's kiss with Caleb, her swollen belly, my lonely death. Doubt rooted deeper, sapping my strength, making my strikes slower and weaker. "Get out of my head," I gasped, rolling to avoid a descending claw and kicking upward to disperse a spirit into fog. But they reformed instantly, pressing in tighter, their whispers turning to shouts. "She belongs to another. You’ll die forgotten."

Laura. “I am making you. The Cursed One.”

Everyone felt a bone-chilling sensation from the depths of their bodies! "This artifact is called the Cursed Spirit Gourd. It can control hundreds of spirits and emit evil energy! It's not unjust for you to die in the hands of this treasure!"

I'm getting dizzy because this energy can't come out unless I die, but when I die this energy comes out even stronger. "Come out darkness spirit, I offer all the corpses here." I made summoning magic with these corpses sacrificed. Perhaps a black magic type spirit could absorb this curse. Wuuuussssh.. A big black figure came out of the magic circle that I made, strangely the corpses didn't disappear as sacrifices. "Wow, wah, you sacrificed a smelly corpse like this for me? Hmm, your offering is not bad, but it's not worth my presence," said the spirit arrogantly.

His wolf was getting out of his hand every passing day . "Stop me from turning to monster , Marcus . Stop me . I don’t want to be demon . Please , stop . …"Marcus heard Fire’s pleading voice in his mind. He felt his hand shivering and heart beat raising , listenibg Fire's plead . The rough voice of Fire was turned to normal calm one . Marcus took deep breathes to control his anxiety , seeing the sudden change , again What is happening to Fire ? Is curse started showing its effect ? If the situation goes on getting more and more severe . Then he wouldn’t be able to control , fire more .