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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.

Magic is the only reason I survived that fall. Magic is the only reason I now bear the mark of a Ruined. The inked fingers symbolize my curse. We come to the end of the path, where an old cottage loom close to a lake. I follow the strange lady inside. The interior reminds me a lot of my family's cottage back in the Red Moon Pack. The only difference is that this cottage has a lot of shelves where a good number of bizarre-looking artifacts and runes are kept on. At the back of the cottage, a space has been cleared, where chairs and tables are arranged as though it was a bar shop.

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.

I was determined to let Ethan realize the consequences of his actions. Before long, Ethan strode in, looking impatient. He said, "It's about time you apologized. Why haven't you just done this before? How many times do I have to tell you that Mandy and I are just like siblings? And what are you doing in this dump? It's so depressing." His words trailed off as his gaze was drawn to a photograph on the wall—an enlarged portrait of Heidi smiling radiantly. Ethan froze, his expression a mix of disbelief and horror. After a few seconds, he snapped out of it and flew into a rage.

Even if it was cursed it was their love in the end. Their Cursed Love. ____________________________________ THE END Hope you guys loved the story. Thanks for all the support and love. Don't forget to follow me on I* guys it's mirah_selim for my upcoming stories information. Till the next story adios

I got my shits together when Ryle came to my office with the bottle in his hand and a little note from the wizard. She drank cursed water. The very same words reverberated incessantly within my mind. She was in deep trouble for me. “I think it's not that bad since she seems okay until now.” Ryle made an assumption that could be considered foolish. Curses do not manifest themselves overnight. They come deliberately and destroy at once. My fists tightened into balls. “The eclipse is in three days.” Nodding, Ryle expressed his understanding. “Yes, your highness, I will bring the witch here.”

"Haha, ya, you just never make it there." "True, the couch always calls to me." I get up and go into the spare room to get dressed. I walk into a big room with large windows and deep red linens and curtains. I see the suit and shoes on the vanity. There is a painting of a white and back wolf on the wall it's howling at the moon. I am mesmerized by the detail. I turn away and go to grab my shirt when I notice a picture of Link, a guy with raven black hair and blue eyes and the girl. The girl I have been dreaming about. I grab the picture, and it's like I am sucked into a memory of her. All in leather and a sword, she is fighting, but who or what, it's all a blur. "Link! Who is this??"

Liam asked impatiently. River exhaled sharply, his jaw tightening. He leaned back and flicked his gaze to the rest of us, his expression grim. He motioned toward the captive’s tongue. Nausea crawled in my gut when I realized that there was some odd symbol attached on their mouth—as if it was burned there: a star inside a cicrle. “The witch’s mark,” River stated while looking at corpses’ tongues. “They’re cursed. If they try to speak about the location of their headquarters, they—”

"No... the realization is beyond you. How could a prince of the high tier comprehend such starvation, when the entire frontier bows to your lineage and every female in the caste seeks your favor?" "And now the stars have granted you a fated match to anchor your spirit, correct? Do you comprehend the void that leaves within my chest? It makes my wolf wish to surrender its flesh to the mountain blizzards..." A muffled sound escaped him—the distinct, wet choke of a warrior weeping. Emily’s mind raced; he wasn't engaging a live link at all. The intervals lacked the necessary pauses for a response from the secondary slate. He was merely discharging his madness into the empty air—the reckless, unf

Celeste’s: a skateboard made of frozen blood, twin tails streaming like comet fire. Caption: Because power without love is just another cage. Seras’s: a cheerleader pyramid built from burning bodies. Caption: Because rage is warmer than grief. Lucian’s: a dragon curled protectively around a tiny flame. Caption: Because some things are worth burning for. Jax’s: a wolf pack running under a sky full of falling stars. Caption: Because family isn’t blood; it’s who shows up. Li’s: a laptop screen cracked open to reveal an entire universe inside.