Curvy Novels & Stories

It wasn't like I hadn't tried telling my family about the curse. A month ago, the pack witch, Alina Lopez, told me that the curse was extremely deadly, with no way of lifting it. I would be coughing up blood and dying in a month. The first thing I did was to return home to see my family. As soon as I walked in, I saw my older brother, Kent Greene, happily holding up a beautiful new dress against Natali Fisher. "Dad, Mom, look at the dress Kent bought for me—isn't it beautiful?" Natali twirled around with the dress and looked over to Mom and Dad.

“That’s a long way.” “That’s okay,” he said confidently. “It has super fuel.” Lana crossed her arms, raising a brow. “Super fuel?” “Uh-huh. It’s a secret fuel.” “Ah,” I said solemnly. “Classified.” He grinned. “Very.” I ruffled his hair gently, the soft curls slipping easily between my fingers. The contact sent a jolt straight through me, simple, innocent, and devastating all at once. “And when it flies,” I asked, heart pounding harder than it should have, “do I get to ride with you?”

"That woman should be ashamed of herself!" Miss Marcie said, a perpetual grimace ever present on her wrinkled brown face. Juicy wrapped the stiff piece of hair around the curling iron, expertly pumping the handle until there was a smooth curl bouncing beneath her fingertips. "What did that heffa do now?" Juicy asked, barely listening to the old woman's idle gossip. It was hard for her to focus when she had so much shit cluttering her head. Is that how Troy felt; head wanting to explode?

It seems like this will be the only way to tire him out so Kagami kept on doing that for a while. "you are not bad, but how bout this"; Kagame said teasingly as he dashed toward Yahiko with full speed going all out. His palm was very reddish that it will melt anything on the spot, he stretched it fast to grab Yahiko on the face to melt it on spot. Yahiko saw that had wasn't going to make it he then hissed before pulling a cursed sword from his scabbard. He used it to block Kagami"s attack and it work. The sword was long and stylish, the handle was laced with some accent material. The sword was emanating cursed energy so strong that it made Kagami back off a little.

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He wriggled his body, in a desperate attempt to shake off the curse as if it was just dust. "But I am no woman like you," she glanced at the unmoved clutch of cloth that covers the babe, "though moved by my wrath, I could never hurt the innocent that you will sire into this world. Yet, I will not look past the enormities of your doing, and so as the last of my mercy on your kin, these words will break the curse: only united hearts arise from the flames of betrayals and sins shall be freed." Waves of moon's power was delivered once more to Ganur's skin, settling in to every fibre of his being, sealing the curse completely. Satisfaction sits well in Orav's heart, but still the fire was not ext

I didn’t understand it. “How do you cure this? How does the person become normal again?” “I’m sorry to say but there is no cure for that, it can only be treated slight with medications and the symptoms can be controlled.” He responded. “When it leads to ten patients having seizures and regular attacks, they get a pill which would help them, and the prince had been getting that.”

Right there, I could see why men always looked at me twice everywhere I went. My curves were very evident and sometimes, I wished they weren’t like that. I pulled my gown over my head and packed my black curly hair in a rough bun. I removed my underwear and headed into the bathroom. I couldn’t wait to wash all the makeup off my face once and for all. After bathing, I found some new towels in the drawer. I wrapped myself with one and used another to dry my hair. The towel was so small that it stopped right underneath my ass. But I believed that was good. ‘If I want to make the first move, then I need to give it my all.’ I thought, nodding in agreement with my thoughts.

I wasn't going anywhere. Let them stare, I told myself, keeping my chin up as I continued walking. They have been staring at me since I was a girl, and somehow I have survived every single pair of judgmental eyes thrown in my direction. If they are expecting me to run into my room and cry because someone thinks I am too curvy to be Luna, they should probably prepare themselves for a very disappointing morning. Vin hummed lazily inside my head. You sound confident. "I am confident." "You are also thinking about food."

Curtis Manning glanced around Dangerous Curves, checking out the general vibe. It was packed and heaving, but it seemed cool. Everyone was having a good time, and even that group of super-smashed frat boys over in the corner weren’t signaling any bad intentions. Curtis was sure of this because his girlfriend Tessa Mahoney was serving that table, and she hadn’t shown even one flicker of stress or discomfort. He assumed his usual bouncing position: arms crossed, leaning back against the wall, all deceptively casual, ferocious scowl firmly in place. But the whole time, he was looking at Tessa, and he was smiling wide inside.