Furby Curse Novels & Stories

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."

Gabriel said, he never wanted to share that with anybody, he was scared of what they would think of him. “How did it happen?” Gordon asked, cleaning the tears off his face, he was surprised about Gabriel’s reveal and was glad that someone shares the same dilemma as him. “Well… I was burdened with the possible reality that I may never get my wolf back. I missed Fluffy, I felt bad for leaving my illness for him to bear alone. I thought he became dormant, never to come again, as everyone said. “I told Minx about it one day, she said she knows a way to activate my curse again, some wolf blood witches that didn’t want a part in magic usually used this method and never practiced magic to make thei

Mariya could only abandoned such a thought, we were talking about Hwagu here, so how could he able not to tell that there's a Golden Corpse lying at the Bloody tomb? Mariya felt so intense aura, she wasn't at all shookt anymore. It was familiar aura that faster her heart beat, it was thrown on a crazy beat. Such like been meetimg for the first time the Ultimate Sibling, one that near to your heart, as if both of you has the same fate and destiny. How cruel could it be? Thinking that being a Golden Corpse will be her destined fate shaken her to the core. Then a voice trying to communicate with her, “Luna, the last of the curse...”

"Your powers are unlike anything this family has produced in three generations. I have seen what you can do when you are pushed. You cleared out an entire wing of soldiers the night the eastern border was breached. You were seventeen years old." "I know what I did," I said. "Then you know what you are capable of." He picked up his fork again. "We are running out of time, Seraphine. Destroying the Ashfords may be the only real chance we have to break this curse completely. The longer it sits on this bloodline, the worse it gets. You know that." I didn't say anything. "Sienna doesn't have much time," he said. "You know that too." The candlelight flickered.

“Where I control myself.” Her gaze lifted to mine. “This is where you came… that night?” “Yes.” She hesitated, then asked softly, “Why does it happen to you…What's the beast they talk about?” I exhaled slowly. “It’s a curse. When it happens, it demands blood. The only good thing is that it makes me stronger in battle. Deadlier. But it also takes from me…eats me slowly” She stepped closer to me. “Then why did it take over when we were kissing?”

I thought to myself, then I said to him, “ Good, it's okay to have a change once in a while.” We walked deep into the forest in silence, enjoying the quiet around us. After that weird moment when I saw my mother, I hadn't had a chance to relax when another piece of information hit us: the curse wasn't just a curse; it was artificial. Greed brought something that no one could control. Now, generation after generation is paying for it. Something that keeps bothering me is why I don't share the curse? Does being the Goddess's favorite play a role in that? So many questions with no one to answer.

Her hazel eyes sparkled with curiosity. I gave her a toothy grin, and she giggled, flashing her tiny baby teeth. "Can I hold her?" I asked, stretching out my arms. Lucie smiled and handed her over. The moment Emma was in my arms, Matthew immediately sat beside me, watching me closely. "She can’t talk," he said matter-of-factly. "She was born without a voice." Lucie sighed. "It’s true. Emma was born mute. The pack doctor said her vocal cords were damaged somehow, and they’re not sure if she’ll ever be able to speak."

I muttered out loud to myself, oblivious of my humming pendant. I felt my eyes become teary and my throat dry but I couldn't stop now. This is the only chance I will ever have to pour out my heart “While others found their mates and got their wolf gifts, I felt left out and like something was wrong with me. I never got to hunt with the pack, run in the forest, or experience transformation. All I could do was watch from the sidelines as everyone else figured things out. I started to believe that I was cursed and decided to give up hope of ever connecting with my wolf, finding my mate or falling in love. The incident with my brother only reinforced my decision to give up. I thought there was n

I looked down at Felix’s unconscious body, my hands trembling. No one would believe me. I had no proof to clear my name and even if I did, this man was beloved by his pack. It was my word against his, and he would win. I didn’t stand a chance. The injustice of it all made me want to scream. There was one other option, one even a fool would run from. Only someone so desperate for life, so starved of its touch, would even think to take this route. Someone like me. I’d live this last month in peace, and when my birthday finally came around, the curse looming over my head would take hold. The same curse that claimed the lives of my ancestors, of every firstborn female in each generation.

I smiled up at him, “I’m ready to take the next step.” His eyes widened and his stare became heated, “really?” I pecked his lips gently, “really.” Finn began dancing in circles around us, “hell yes! I bet I’m going to be the best, most fucking epic wolf there is!” “What curse?” Erik asked. “Long story,” Marcus grumbled. Even I didn’t know what happened to cause the curse. It must’ve been something epically tragic like a witch cursed the babies of their families’ bloodlines because of some sort of vendetta against the parents. I’d have to ask sometime, but I had a feeling it was a bit of a sore spot.