Ginger And The Cursed Prince Novels & Stories

My wolf said. As seconds pass, the heat, the fire, the bones shifting. Muscles pulling tight. I cringed, hand clutching my chest. She’s coming… My vision blurred. A low snarl echoed in my mind. “You should calm down, Silver. I am trying to connect with the spirit.” And from across the square, Elder Mira turned to me, her blind eyes suddenly glowing. She walked toward me, moving faster than her cane should allow. She touched my cheek. “Silver Colt. The Cursed child born under the Blood Moon eighteen years ago.”

She was older, sharp-eyed, and had a tongue like a whip, but she knew every rumor that passed through the palace. Beside her was Tessa, a young kitchen maid with a round face and a habit of slipping me extra bread when she thought no one was looking. “You’re in for it now, girl,” Maris said, tossing a damp sheet into a basket. “That princess will eat you alive if you let her. Pretty on the outside, teeth like a wolf on the inside.” Tessa leaned closer, lowering her voice. “Have you heard about the princes? They’re cursed. Some say they won’t see the end of the year.”.

And that was when I realised how much of an asshole I was for talking to her in such a rash manner. The attention I had garned from the students was too much. Everyone was wondering who was the person beneath the mask. Only few students who were from the Moonfang Pack knows who I am. Yes, I'm the cursed ice prince of the Moonfang Pack. Named 'Curse' because they believe the scar on my face was a curse from the Moon Goddess; that wasn't true though. And 'Ice prince' because I'm cold. Ruthless. Never smiled before. But why would I smile? There was nothing exciting going on in my life.

Igor felt the wall: “ Kataleya! Kataleya saw the door moving and shouted: “ Igor! Do not enter! Igor: “ Kataleya! Are You There? Baderiwna: “ Yes! But you can't go in! Igor: “ Why? Kataleya approached the door: “ If not, you won't be able to get out! Igor: “ I'm coming to get you! Kataleya: “ No! We could be stuck forever! Igor: “ And I’m going to leave you trapped there? Kataleya: “ Better one than two! Igor: “ Is that why you didn’t respond when I called you? Not to find you? Kataleya: “ I thought of you! Igor: “ And I in you! Stay away, I'll come in! Desperate Kataleya: “ No! Igor tried to fix the door, but he couldn't. Kataleya: “ This boat is cursed! It's made of wood, but it won't brea

said Lord Kaisen with a sigh " I'm here because I need your help " " my help ?" asked the woman incredulously and then she started laughing , a laughter quite similar to a villainess maniacal laugh " My , My what can I , a prominent criminal. could do for my elder brother who is the infamous prime minister of the Kellington Empire ? You sure jest dear brother " " Cynthia I'm not here for your jokes " said Lord Kaisen his patience running thin " My daughter was cursed by a dark mage by the reduction spell and only a dark mage knows how to reverse that curse . I want you to reverse that curse from my daughter "

This time his fear was no longer suppressed, even as he commanded her, he already reached out his quivering hands to grab hers. "My prince, take this and sprinkle it on your face. it'll help you to drive the evil spirit away" she handed a flask of white powder to the prince. "What about you?" the prince inquired "Oh, don't bother about me I've already used mine," she replied with a wink to the young prince. A moment later, the young prince, Ogidigbo, sprinkled the white ash to his face and breathed it in. That was the genesis of his nay future crisis.

Laughter rippled between them and it was so cruel and twisted. “Oh, but it is,” another chimed in, eyes flashing. Panic gripped my chest as hands grabbed me, too many hands and clawed at my wrists, my ankles, forcing me down despite thrashing hard but their grip was ironclad. “She dared accuse the Princes,” a girl hissed, stepping forward. “They don’t kill, you stupid human. They’re cursed because of an unfortunate circumstances that happened, not murderers and I will be the one to cure that curse and marry him”

“The king died, passed the curse to the prince, and a hideous change overtook him. The prince turned into a monster, and the young witch came from above. Her beauty in the moonlight overthrew him, and she cried as the change took hold. Mesmerized by her goodness, the dragon felt no pain. She held his hand as they turned into claws.” “She said she was a tester of men, and that the prince did not deserve to walk as one, for he was incapable of love. She cursed him to crawl on his belly and made him a crown of thorns. When he asked why, she told him to not be afraid, for in his suffering, he would find beauty. When the sun rose, the girl flew into the sky and she became the Morning Star.

I heard him laugh out loud. "Do you really think that the curse is still here?" I was so shocked that I immediately looked at him. "A-Are you saying…" he nodded at me. “The curse is gone. When you disappeared from my world, the curse was lifted,” he took a deep breath," I was safe from the poison that Endrix gave me because someone helped me, an old woman. " "Did that old woman have a yellow teeth?” Lary nodded immediately so I was amazed to hold my own mouth.

"The ghost chef always uses ginger when she prepares a meal. It is her signature. She thinks it cleanses the palate. She uses it in almost every dish she serves to Alaric." I looked at the fire. My plan was perfect. It was a work of art. "There is something we can add to the young prince’s medications." I said. Magnus was the one supplying the boy’s medicine. He controlled the apothecary. "It is something that is poison but not poison. It is simply rat poop. On its own, it does nothing. But when mixed with ginger, it causes the throat to close. It causes the heart to erratic. It looks like a sudden, violent illness."