Cursed Toad Novels & Stories

A favor from someone like her could mean anything. But I needed answers. Needed to save Lena. Needed to break this curse before it destroyed us both. "Deal." She pulled out a small blade. I held out my hand. She cut. Quick. Precise. Three drops fell into a vial she produced from somewhere. "Now," she said. Tucking the vial away. "Your curse was created by a sorcerer. Ancient one. Master of dark magic. Goes by many names. But the one most people know him by is Tormund the Patient."

She would most likely have been killed by an activated curse. Like the Underground Creep, it filtered souls by their resonance, defining creatures based on the very essence of their being. A room appeared before them, empty, save for the square tiles upon the foyer arranged in a spiral pattern. Mistress Toussard stood upon one and turned to Lady Lucia with a grin on her face. "This is it."

He sounded as if we were in a hypnotic state. "Great, I need you to reverse a curse that a warlock put on my friend, and then I will set you free." "How about you call off your prehistoric caveman," the thing said in disgust trying to glare at Elias. "Oh little man you don't want to get on my nerves," Elias said dropping the leprechaun to the ground. "Just answer me," I said squatting on the ground so me and the creature were at eye level. "Can you reverse the curse?"

“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

I so badly crave to shift things in there before allowing it bring forth fruits. Every fucking day was like hell in the arms of our moon goddess, Landa and her brother, Lemgam. Those two are the architect of torture, after me, of course. That made me want to rain fire on the heads of many, so they would at least taste the curse that I was into. Yes, for one little thing that I thought was little, I was suddenly cursed as a punishment which lasted more than what I expected. And to make me whole again, I was to search for my cure myself, or be dealt with by my own subjects.

Years ago, a witch cast a prophecy over me. She said I was the cursed wolf, an abomination who would bring the pack to ruin. My parents believed it completely. Locked me in the cellar that same night and left me to starve. My older sister, Sia, fought like hell to keep me alive. When the pack came for me, she stood in front of every single one of them, crying as she tried to shield me. "She's not an abomination. She's never hurt anyone." Because of those words, when the Alpha fell for her but still feared me, that so-called abomination, I volunteered for exile. Walked away from the pack forever. Before I left, I gave Sia a charm. Told her, if anyone ever laid a hand on her, just speak into i

He gazed at the toad which would have easily weighed up to 50 kilograms and sensed that the toad was at most a Rank 1 being. It was quite impressive. The toad that was drooling stared at Lucas and the gang with its eyes that glittered. Subsequently, the toad called out. In no time, tens of gigantic toads had surrounded them. Lucas was thrilled as it was his first time seeing so many gigantic toads. All of a sudden, the toads pounced on Lucas.

When it comes to friends, she had them, However not close ones though. Away from talking about a cursed goddess because everyone certainly has puzzling questions to ask about who she truly was because it definitely would give pokenosers high blood pressure. What she needs might just be a beast or not, maybe, she was created to be a loner and die as one. Everyone has their opinions about her too. This rumors became effective when her name became the headlines of the day, which of course was the day her fifth groom rejected her. ***

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.

"First of all, what you're wearing is not wolf fur. Second of all, you're not the Wolf Princess, so stop pretending. Third of all, don't mess with me." I gave her a warning and turned around to unpack, but she clearly didn't know when to stop. She suddenly retrieved a toad and shoved it in my face. "Golden toad! Spit on her! Poison her! She disrespected me. Hurry up and kill her!" I wrinkled my nose in disgust. "Get that toad away from me." "A toad? This isn't just a toad! My dad begged our clan leader for this golden toad! Now get on your knees!"