Cursed Xiao Images Novels & Stories

I groaned in frustration, was about to just keep the file back in its position to prevent Alexandro from realizing that I had tampered with it. I was about to just give up on finding out from this file what Alexandro's sick plan was but then the sign of hard pressed pen tip on paper rekindled my hope. I continued to flip until I got to the page that had something in it, words accompanied with pictures. I gasped. The first picture was of Valencia standing next to Alpha Dario, the ruler of dark waters, the werewolf province that we now live in. I tried to calm myself down. There's no way! Maybe she's just his maid. It cannot be!

But that image soon warped, replaced by him coughing and choking as my eyes crossed the next line: "...bleed to death..." Blood. So much blood. Not just Kael… even that of the male that had tried to molest me in my pack— the male I took an eye from, blood in the cell… I tried to breathe. "...passed down through generations..." —his hands clutching at his throat, his body writhing. His skin turned pale, lifeless. "...affecting certain women..." "...unknowingly carrying the curse..." I slammed the book shut, trying to catch my breath which had picked up—fast, too fast. Blood, Kael coughing, choking, more blood, those haunting eyes... it was all I could see. I squeezed my eyes shut and inhaled

Tang Muxue asked after her mood stabilized. Yang Xiao had long known that Tang Muxue would ask this question. She smiled faintly and said, "It's nothing, just that Old Master Xing is possessed. I happen to know some folk prescriptions and got some black dog blood and glutinous rice to help drive out the evil spirits. Then Old Master Xing will be fine. Director Xing treats me as the benefactor of the Xing family!" "What? There's such a thing?" Tang Muxue asked in disbelief.

Cammie looked at me dumbfounded. "Seriously?" she finally asked. "Yes," I nodded. "I don't make it up." "But how could she be the cause?" "She's not normal, Cammie," I said. "You'd already told me that," Cammie pointed out. "No, I mean she's not like anyone else," I said and tried to force the words. "She's- a psychic-vampire." "A psychic what?" Cammie echoed out bewilderingly. "A succubus if you prefer," I said again. "You read a lot. You know what dhampire is. You better know what a succubus means!"

With that, Alex slowly lowered the hand symbol. A terrified expression appeared on Colton’s face. He wasn’t satisfied with this outcome. He was only one step away from the Immortalization stage, and now, he was actually going to be killed by an ant. “Blood Curse. I know about the Blood Curse. There’s a Blood Witch in the Japan division. She knows all spells related to curses. I can take you to her,” Colton said. The Ksitigarbha’s hand symbol Alex summoned halted in the air.

As a travelling merchant, he used to tell her that caravans rather entered the woods and tried their luck with bandits and wild animals than take a shortcut through those ruins. “I know only a little…something about two brothers. The one named Maxwell was pure and kind and the other one named Boris was filled with hate and vengeance. The story doesn’t end well. Maxwell had gifts. He could see into the future. But Boris…he was a dark magic practitioner. Delving deeper into black magic, he made a deal with a devilish entity that made him both powerful and vicious. He raised a small number of followers and planned a coup. He was discovered by Maxwell who then banished him and his small number o

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.

Seconds later all the people were caught up in it, screams of agony could be heard, and they all scratched their bodies, begging for it to go all away. Not that seeing it on their body was causing the screams, but rather the pain they felt, it was like they were set on fire right from the inside. Moments overdue, there was no one present in the bar anymore, all of them had decayed and turned into powdered ashes. Nagato became calm, no one was certain to mess with him, and still live, this is the price for it and also the price for witnessing his curse gift, he reasoned out and then transformed slowly back into a human.

Xia only gave a sweet smile at the zombies who were trying to escape from her, she looked at the side and narrowed her phoenix eyes a little, looking a little seductive for her age. “What are they talking about?” she asked the zombie at her side while offering a smile but also not a smile. “Wu… mouth…Wu...Bad…you” the zombie licked his dry lips in frustration resulting in his lips to moisten, his head was covered with black lines, extremely gloomy. Xia honeyed coloured phoenix eyes suddenly landed on the zombie moistened lips, her throat bubbled slightly from the sudden thirst she was feeling before squinting her eyes when she processed in her head what the zombie had said.

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."