Geto Swallowing Curse Novels & Stories

Turning to the person, my heart pounds against my chest heavily with heavy shock and surprise. "Mother…!" I called out gently. A smile processed through her face, "daughter… I don't know if we could actually meet here one day," she said. I don't really understand what she is trying to say, but I know she is trying to communicate something vital. "Mother…. I have missed you," I said trying to go inside her arms. She slapped my hand and looked at me with smiles on her face, "daughter… you must break the curse before it's too late," she said.

She gulped nodding her head. "Yes," _____________________________________ Next will be spicier so get ready with your holy water. Don't forget to follow me on I*******m it's mirah_selim Till the next adios

The curse will go in in their wolves seconds live and the same fate came upon generations of Takas and Avas. Everyone now called it the black and white curse because of the colors of the wolves fur. Soon there was new hope. In the year 1998 there were 3 humans born, but each would become a wolf at their 18th birthday. They were in charge of breaking the curse. All now called packs were hoping that the curse would finally break into a thousand pieces and never will be coming back till the end of time. Would there come Pease between them or would there be even more difficulties on their path to love.

He had gotten used to the pain that comes with it and so didn’t feel it much. Gordon was shocked beyond measure. Gabriel transformed back. “We have found a loophole in our curse.” Gabriel said, Gordon was confused.

Tens of thousands years ago, one discover something that shock the realities of the world... It lead the nation to a great change; affects throughout the world, the change brought a new beginning. The beginning of the curse... "This has to stop," a voice of a woman says, gentle rubbing the crystalize ball that twinkling about. She was place in the dark, only her voice reach the every corner of the room. "Tell me," a voice of man response, his voice gentle. Setting across the high-level throne that shone with bizzare gold, his lips parted as his eyes shone with strange light. "What it is you wish to conquer?"

I couldn't see his face but I knew, my thundering heart could feel it was him. I tried to open my eyes until I saw the burning chapel and people panicking. What happened? I looked up at the man who was carrying me. I stared at him until my vision got clearer and I met his eyes; it was him. I held his cheeks as my .tears started falling again. I remembered everything. "I--love... you," I whispered. I felt my back on the ambulance bed. I closed my tingling eyes again as I felt dizzy. But now I remembered everything, we have been cursed.

She called upon them to help her reign curse upon the Land of Tortuga and Viper. They were nine in number. They had to hold one another hand-to-hand and cast the cursing spells to curse the whole city of Tortuga and Viper. Amethyst died during the process of casting spell has she has been told that this curse would have an effect to her by other members. Henceforth, the land of Tortuga has been cursed, every night you'll see different ghost outside taking souls of anything lively and Viper will always wake from death after every hundred years to destroy the land. It will wake up in the next few days, so that is why we have to act fast to kill him or else everyone is in danger including you.

"Don't play dumb, Joanna. You used the amulet to leech my life force, channeling all your pain into me. You built your fame as an anti-anxiety guru on my back!" My hold tightened, and she looked at me with eyes wide with fear, still spouting lies. "I was helping you! Your place is cursed, and you can't see it. I came to save you!" I was about to retort when Zack's voice cut through the tension. He walked in, bathed in a glaring red light.

Norman and I have gotten a little creative when it came to torturing Clara. “We won’t see anything.” He says, before I see him take an aggressive swallow. Fuck! I grab for his mouth, but his body starts contorting and his mouth starts foaming as whatever poison he had in his mouth takes effect and he falls limp. “Fuck!” I throw my weight into the chair pushing it over. Pissed that I didn’t think that stupid witch would have a back up plan if we ever found her minions. The chair doesn’t fall off, but it slides to the side. What the hell.

Her voice screeched like nails on a coffin lid: “Damballah (Vodou serpent spirit) swallow you whole, bébé (baby)! You think you escape me? Dis (This) curse’ll rot your bones ‘fore sunrise!” She hurled the gris-gris (curse bag)—a stinking knot of grave dirt, baby teeth, and vulture claws—straight at my chest. Before I could flinch, Gwo Pistoleer lunged. His boot connected with the bag mid-air, sending it rocketing back at Louise. It struck her square between the eyes, bursting into a cloud of powdered bone and bitter herbs.