Cursed Weapons Jjk Novels & Stories

Another two Knights come rushing towards us, Jaja throws one of his swords and instantly kills a Knight when the weapon embeds itself between the Knights' beady eyes. Leaping into the air with his sword raised high above his head, and the tip of his blade pointing down, Jaja forcefully drives it through the crook of the neck of the second Knight. The gates to the palace open, and an army of Knights exit through them. I stand next to Jaja, we look at each other and smirk. With a flick of my wrist, his sword exits the dead Knight's body and soars through the air like a boomerang, landing in his waiting hand. I get down on one knee, place the palms of my hands on the snow, creating a tiny whirl

he groaned as he felt more pains at the back of his neck and more headache. "What is happening?" He muttered as his eyes began to ache too. Suddenly a mark appeared at the middle of his palm in ancient writings and since he could read ancient writings, he read them and his eyes popped out like an owl, as if they would fall off anytime soon. On his palm was boldly written in ancient writings, 'The cursed wolf'. He looked at Lydia and then at himself and then it dawned on him. Lydia wasn't the one who would break his curse. It was Jade and Lydia was the one to curse him more.

Alaric said applying the brakes. “Damn! We are already at the hospital.” He kicked himself for driving so fast. There was so much more he wanted to discuss with her. Aunt Sue unwrapped the package to reveal an ancient dagger. The golden hilt was adorned with five precious stones each representing one of the five elements; Earth, fire, wind, water, and space. It had the power to destroy everything in the world.

And then the mark faded, but her eyes… Her eyes weren’t Lyra’s anymore. They were silver. Ancient. Other. And then she blinked—and she was back. “I know what I am,” she whispered. He didn’t breathe. “What are you?” Her voice shook. “A weapon. A queen. A curse.” And then she looked up at him. “But I still choose you.”

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.

Chapter 6 - Who Are You? Alpha King Luther Reed was conflicted on what to do with his mate who was lost in the maze. He stood atop and watched over the massive labyrinth which stood for centuries in his territory and had been explored by his ancestors, generation after generation. While Katherine run around, entering every turn and checking each intersection, Alpha Luther followed her, quietly, with his werewolf skills, it was not a difficult task to quietly follow a prey in a hunt.

"Deliberate. Whoever did this wanted maximum damage." "Can you save him?" Tarlon whispered. "Maybe. But the wounds are poisoned." "Poisoned?" Soren's voice went deadly quiet. "Silver-laced blades. Designed to slow werewolf healing." "Who has access to silver weapons?" "Council enforcers," the healer answered. "Or someone with serious money and connections." "The Duskhaven pack doesn't have that kind of money," Tarlon replied. Ivan burst in again, this time with two other pack members.

As I struggled into the black boots, I lost my footing and grabbed for the table of the dressing mirror but as my hand landed on the table, I realized that I had pressed a button and the table was now rotating to the left. Stepping away from the table I stood a good two feet away from it and waited for what might happen next. The back of the mirror came to a stop and I marvelled at the weapons such as; hatchets, asort riffles, short-guns, pistols, battle axes, daggers etc. I took that as my cue and started grabbing the weapons. I grabbed the two daggers off the wall and stuck it firmly into my holster. Reaching out again to select through the safe wall .

They saw hacking devices, highly optimized rifles, pistols, combat armor, and many more goodies. “Oh my God man, I think this is heaven,” Kalen blurted out excitedly, as he bumped his dumbstruck friend on the head.

Atrocious replied, rubbing an orb on the armrest of his chair. "Reveal? What do you have to reveal?" Draco raised an eyebrow, realizing that it must be serious if Atrocious was acting this way. Atrocious was never one to think or worry so much about anything and when he does, it meant it was something to be taken very seriously. Atrocious sighed heavily, picked up the orb, and muttered a spell. The orb became surrounded by a mist of emerald color, and an obscure figure appeared within it. "It's a curse. Your brother, the Alpha King, is cursed."