Danganronpa Cursed Novels & Stories

"I promise." "Good." Alpha Rowan's eyes close. "Good. I'm… I'm sorry. To all of you. For everything." His breathing slows. Becomes shallow. And then… stops. The room falls into heavy silence. Alpha Rowan is dead. The curse has run its course. And through the bond, I feel something shift in Zane. Something in Darko changing. "Zane?" I move to his side. "What's happening?" "The curse." His eyes are wide with wonder. "It's breaking. I can feel Darko… he's not dying anymore. He's—"

“She’ll die.” “Most likely. And when she does, Dorian will go feral bond or no bond. Losing a mate to childbirth is exactly what triggers the curse’s final stage.” Ravenna turned back to him. “So yes, we adapt. We wait. We let nature, and my poison, do what the corruption spell couldn’t.” Fenris stared at her, caught between admiration and horror. “You’re insane.” “I’m thorough.” She moved closer, her presence oppressive. “But here’s what you need to understand, Fenris—I’m done playing nice. Done with subtle plans and careful manipulations. If this poison fails, if somehow that girl survives pregnancy and breaks the curse completely-”

They spoke of his strength, how he cut through a pack of rogues single-handedly, how even death seemed to follow wherever he went. Elysia listened but said nothing. She didn’t know what he looked like. Only the name. Alaric Varyn. The cursed Alpha. The man whose soldiers had burned her home to ash. The man whose family’s war had ended hers. They said he was cursed, that his touch brought death. That no woman lived to tell of him. But Elysia didn’t care about curses. Curses were her mother’s craft, not hers. What she cared about was vengeance.

It always happens whenever I'm scared. "Calm down, Cara, lest you reveal your powers to him," Hana whispers angrily. "If that happens we can kiss this place goodbye because we'll be thrown out as bad bloods." Bad bloods. Otherwise known as the Ruined, or the Cursed. The spoilt apples.

"What are you doing? Get out of here!" I grabbed my best friend's hand and turned to run, but the one behind us blazed his white teeth and flashed forward. I quickly turned around and kicked him in the stomach, but at the same time, another guy came at Cammie. For that split second, my heart stuck in my throat. To my surprise, Cammie held off his oversize bite with a blow, making the undead stumbled backward. "Ow!" Cammie cried and shook her hand in pain. "Is his face made of stone or something?"

Shadows flickered at the edge of my vision, voices whispering in a language I couldn’t understand. Jonah reached out, steadying me. “Kaden, are you all right?” I nodded, though the darkness clung to me, its presence stronger here than ever. “I have to do this, Jonah. If there’s any chance of understanding the curse, it’s here.” I took a deep breath, grounding myself, and approached the central stone. As my hand touched its surface, a vision overtook me — a vision of the Shadow Alpha, a figure shrouded in darkness, standing before an entity whose face was hidden in shadows.

Muzan snapped. “Talk,” Edric growled. “Diana, whatever you are to this curse…whatever your soul is…it’s dangerous to it. You might be its end.” “That sounds like good news. The bad news?” Edric asked. Silence. Except for my ragged breathing. Edric’s shuddering form. The distant howl of something far older than all of us. Muzan took a breath and tore his eyes from the trees back to us like it was difficult to look at us. “Bad news is, the curse doesn’t like that…and so, it’s fighting back.”

Something inside her seemed to be ripped in two. Derek's bellow boomed through the mist. "Diva!" His panic resounded through the cave, but she was unable to focus. Her vision doubled, her body stiff. Ronan stood over her, his golden eyes blazing with triumph. "It's done," he panted. "The curse is holding her now." Derek leapt at them, rage twisting his face, but Caelan was faster. A whirl of silver and black—

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

Petra, Zack, and Ken were summoned inside the room where Dr. Rowan and Violet were. Dr. Rowan began to explain what was going on, "the curse Violet has is called the curse of the dark mamba, giving the affected person an extraordinary sense in exchange for their original one". He continued, "in Violet's case it is her sight which has been taken but in return, she has been given the special sight of auras that gives her a 360-degree vision and no blind spot."