Fnf Cursed Images Novels & Stories

Opening it revealed not pages of text, but hidden compartments, each holding documents far older than Cassian. Lucien drew out a single folded parchment. The ink had faded, but the memory it carried had not. On it was an old picture, a young girl with black hair, soulless eyes. Cassian looked almost identical to her. A trait he had grown to despise over the years. ‘Weak.’ He said as he sneered at the picture. He slipped the parchment back into its hiding place, closing the compartment with care. ****

I didn't wait for him to finish before I waved him off, with everything going on right now, I can't entertain any more news, my little head cannot carry more sadistic news than it was already stocked up with. I rushed up to my room upstairs and started packing my stuff, I picked up my small backpack, it wasn't small just a little smaller than normal size I had it produce by a human for a piece of gem. Humans love our gem so much they could kill there brother because of it, they called it gold. I grabbed the family photo in my room and hauled it out of the window staring furiously at it as it flew out and into the neighbor's compound, shattering into pieces, my dad rushed into the room and st

Alexander stared at it for a while and nodded at them. They both left my presence while still discussing on how to go about in capturing the rogues. Holding the invitation card in my hand, I closed his eyes as the memory of years ago flashed before me. I had been cursed to live forever and had lived a thousand years hoping I would be able to break the curse. I remembered the prophecy that on the third day of the third month of the full moon I shall meet the one that was destined to break the curse. It has been a thousand years now and many third month of the full moon had passed but I was yet to meet the destined one.

The question asked what I will do—and I know what my Daniel expects of me. I etched the third option into the slate. Understand me now, Daniel. Trust that I have found my teeth. The screens flashed. They had also chosen the third option. “By the Abyss! That’s a false reading! How can they not know her nature?” Adam’s curse cut through the silence. It was the shock shared by everyone who thought they knew the 'Hollowed' girl. When the 'Correct' sigil glowed green, the Hall fell into a stunned hush.

" Wolves love blood too. Lycans love fresh blood. We are animals, wild ones." " I know that!" I sighed, rubbing my forehead softly, " So, what can I do to help you? Do you need my blood? To make any cure?" " It doesn't work like this." He stood up, his tall figure making the already small room feel even smaller. " It's said the last descendant of the Moon Servants is my cure. Only they can help me lift the curse." I heard him as he walked around, scanning the bedroom carefully. The pile of clothes, the garbage, everything. The fact that he had been here for the last fourteen hours made my face burn red in embarrassment.

That seemed to work at least. "Thank you." I said but she didn't reply. Not that I care. I kept looking out the window, trying to get rid of my nervousness. I distracted myself with the many beautiful sights we passed by. The carriage rode through what I assume to be a market due to how busy it is. I could see slave trade shops, human girls were shamelessly being auctioned like animals and it made my blood boil. Vampires really have no value for human life, it's no wonder my species have been at war with them for centuries. Their cruelty is legendary.

I ran into Valen on my way down. "Miss Nash," he bowed his head to me, mocking me as you would bow to an Alpha. "Mr. Douche," I bowed back. "Hey, Bennet and Martel aren't back yet, are they?" He stopped half-turning to hear my answer. "I don't know. I haven't seen them." That means they haven't checked in yet, either. That can't be good. I skipped stopping at the kitchen and went to the library. I opened the open case files for Matice and Oliver. They were going after Donald Montenegro. He was a big arms dealer both in human and supernatural weapons. He was not an easy target. How were they sent alone for that? I printed the last known office address for his shell corporation and headed to D

I just wouldn't let them have a chance. When we went to the Lunch Hall, I saw Serena was having a make-out session with Rosa at the corner. Rajani was making a new art model out of trashcans and papers in the middle of their lunch table. Vida and other chemist kids were doing their experiments on some green fungus. I could hear the math freaks arguing about Matrix theory from afar. But now, I was about to lose my only best friends in the world. I'm sure I would never fit in with anyone besides them.

She ran her index finger along Sienna’s face and continued, “You; my Luv never died…” What Serena said made sense to Sienna. Rubbing her forehead, she muttered, “I never felt like I died either… technically I don’t know what death feels like but it just felt like me when I found myself here… I felt cold, lonely, and claustrophobic…” Serena was impressed by her analysis and decided to give her a bit of more information. “When Alaric refused my proposal three years ago, I was furious. So, I cursed him.” Walking around Sienna in circles, she continued, “Eventually, I realized that he won’t be mine even if his mate died. So, I twisted the curse so that his mate is trapped in my prison.”

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