Cursed Tails Doll Novels & Stories

The pieces all looked like intricately carved, as my eyes roamed each piece. It looked as if each peice was a different looking monster, almost as if they meant something. My eyes skimmed through each individual piece falling on the Vampire. I couldn’t help but giggle to myself when I realized what I was looking at. A werewolf, a dragon, a vampire, and a witch. It was the most peculiar figurine set I had ever seen, but also the most one of the most beautiful. “I’d be careful with those if I were you, I heard it’s cursed.”

“It’s a female, with a black coat and eyes as red as blood!” “What?” “What is it Frank, do you know her?” Darren and I are watching in silence and my mate holds me down by one hand. “So? Do you know her?” Vlad asked again, confusing. “If what you say is true there was only a wolf with these characteristics .... they called her the Cursed Alpha! But it’s impossible that it is her, she died many years ago!” “Are you sure?” Vlad said, confirming. “Yes, I ordered it and I saw her death with my own eyes!”

Chapter 1 The room was gloomy and dimly lit. The only beam of light in the darkness came from the screen of the Television. Nestled in my usual chair, my eyes rested on the flickering screen of the big box. On the screen of the box was a girl, staring at three traditional african dolls, all of them were dressed in white gowns. One was burned to a crisp, the second was only scorched on one side and the third was untouched by the flames. The girl reached out her hand and picked up the doll that had not been burned. She smiled down on it and caressed its cheek. The doll had eyes that seemed to sparkle. I stared in horror as the sparkly eyes suddenly warped into a bloody red. The doll cackled fi

" * Pftt* ... By the way, why are you holding dolls? Was there like a sale out there or something and you discovered your creepy plangonologist side? What? Your girlfriend keeping you on a tight leash, so you're fucking dolls now?" ".... Ohhhh... Yeah, that's definitely it. You know I was really tempted with this one doll that was on sale because it really looks like you." "* Scoffs* Brat. There's no way they sell old man dolls, now do they?" " They do! It's called grandpa Galahad and it comes with 3 very kinky kinds of underwear. " " That's disturbing in so many ways. " V4 shuddered. I slowly hold one of the dolls really close to his face and wait. V4 turns to look at me and was shocked to

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!"

The turquoise brocade wrapped an ordinary white cloth doll, but the crucial point was that the doll was covered in ink-stained writing spelling out Miranda's name, with bright silver needles stuck all over its body—this was a curse! Lady Croyso felt a heavy weight in her heart. The flawless plan had now spiraled out of control. Now, besides her husband and Miranda, no one could escape suspicion regarding this curse. Although her husband didn’t believe in the supernatural, he would never tolerate anyone harboring such malicious intent towards Miranda. After pondering for a moment, she spoke to Lord Croyso, "My lord, I dare to suggest that I examine this item; perhaps I can find some clues." L

Garrick's lip curled up in an unnatural grin, exposing his sharp white canines. It took my human brain three agonizing seconds to process the dark magic he was implying. My eyes went wide as I stared at my father's kin. "You didn't." He nodded slowly. "I informed her that constructing a powerful curse doll requires the bone marrow of an eight-moon fetus. Miraculously, her cursed bloodline sits at precisely eight moons." A sickening chill ran down my spine, mixed with a dark, bitter satisfaction. "Then her bloodline pays its debt. You spared me the filth of butchering her myself."

Kinks: possession, doll fetish, rough sex Lila lay in her bed, the soft glow of her nightlight casting shadows across the room filled with her collection of dolls. At eighteen, she still clung to these childish comforts, especially on nights when her mind wandered to the forbidden stories she read in secret—tales of dark magic and hidden desires that made her cheeks flush. Her bedroom was a sanctuary of pastel walls and stuffed animals, but tonight, an unease prickled her skin. She shifted under the thin sheet, her soft pale body clad only in a loose tank top and panties, the summer heat making sleep elusive. Her wide eyes stared at the ceiling, curious thoughts swirling about the porcelain

Then, they unleashed their strongest attacks without hesitation. Bea threw out a handful of red threads. Each red thread was like a murderous laser. On the other hand, Alex scattered a handful of paper dolls. He had not used the Paper Doll Curse of Three Realms for a long time. It was a relatively mysterious curse. The power of the Paper Doll Curse of Three Realms would increase, corresponding to Alex’s cultivation level. Most importantly, it could distort reality. “Rawr—” The paper dolls landed on the ground and turned into humans, including Bea and Alex.

We both noticed that something weird was happening to it as its purple pupils started to narrow to slits while Purple stared at the wolf head statue at the top of the massive door of the mausoleum. The wolf statue's forehead bore the same mark as Dominic's wrist, where the curse began to spread all over his body. “Uncle Killian’s back!” Devon pointed his finger at Killian as the MoonStone Alpha approached us with quick steps. He noticed me looking at the Wolf’s head statue, and he looked a bit alarmed at my curiosity about it. “Don’t touch that thing if you still want to live,” he told me as he let out a heavy breath and rested a fist on his hip. “That thing resonates with the cursed. It mig