Ginger And The Cursed Prince Novels & Stories

bad servant owl:- why you talk like a drunk man prince:- I want to go for a drink. in the meantime, there was a princess of curses fate. what siting over a broken wall, her dress is royal and fancy, her hair is yellow, she can seduce any man just by one look. her hand nail was red and it was not artificial, she was depressed. someone shows up after 15 min, it looks like they were secret soldiers from an enemy nation who know for extremely worshipping demons and devils.

Queen Mila stared anxiously at him, she was ready to do anything to save her son from the curse that had been placed on him, even before his existence. Her son, Jamal the prince of Zedora had been cursed by Naja, a winter witch to an heart of ice and stone, years before he was born, after finding out that King Carne, Jamal's grandfather was responsible for the death of five maidens from the winter clan, two of which were her apprentice. She had then placed a curse on his third generation which happened to be Jamal. At first, it was called off as a bluff. Not until Jamal was born and he didn't cry like every other new born child neither he laugh. His face was still with no emotions present.

She didn't want to do this but the prince had forced her hand. "For you have chosen to tread the wrong path young prince, this is your curse" she stopped talking and removed a dagger from the side of her dress so she could slice through her wrist. The blood trickled down to the ground before she looked at the prince and shook her full head of gray hair.

To him, he is claiming what will forever be his. While the outside is in chaos, as everyone looks for the cursed princess so she can be locked in before the clock strikes ten, the said ‘cursed princess’ is having the best time of her life in Riccardo De Santi’s bed, writhing and moaning under the Supreme Ultima’s naked body. But all good things have an end, and Caralyn’s approaching rage fit will soon prove that. The clock ticks. The curse looms.

But I still wanted to know. "He was banished in our world when he was 10. He was brought to the land of mortals hundreds or thousands of years in the future!" "Will he come back?" "He must! Coz someday, the kingdom will be attacked by the enemies and he's the only one who could save it!" "But how can he save the kingdom when everyone was afraid of him?" "His curse must be cured first, barbie doll!" "How? What's the cure?" "From a rare woman. Pure and innocent. From her ~"

Without casting a spell, she just gestured her fingers and a heavy gust of wind came clearing them out of her sight, separating their parts from their body. When she reached home she doses off, her body was really weak. By the time she woke up in the morning, her body has aged a few years, and this made her freaked out. Later she discovered that it was her curse, the price of using magic for her was aging. She spent years researching how to reverse the side effect but nothing worked so she embarked on a quest of finding others who were cursed like her.

A man's voice, cool and soft could be heard. Li Hua entered the office room. Inside there was a man that looked like in his mid forties, playing around with cauldron in front of him. Near the man, on the left, was a rack filled with jars in each shelf. Inside those jars were all kinds of poisonous insects and human body parts. Li Hua had to hold the urge to vomit everytime she visited this place. "Oh? Mrs. Xiao, back again I see." The man didn't lift his eyes from the cauldron for a quite a while. This man was Rui Chang Hu and he was know as Master Rui, The Curse Prince.

I'm at the supermarket when an old woman I don't know suddenly grips my hand tightly. I instinctively shield my baby bump, but she says, "Someone has placed a swap spell on you. The dead baby is about to be transferred to your body soon." I think she's a liar, but she says, "Hurry up and try to make yourself vomit. You should try to throw up as much of that fish you just ate as you can."

“Dear Yohan, When Prince Quincelet brought you to the magic realm for recovery I had no idea you were the crown prince. That was shocking, but what was more shocking was that you were cursed by the Queen. Everyone knows it wasn’t her fault, she didn’t mean it but still, it ruined your life. A curse from such a powerful deity can most likely never be cured unless you wish it from The Holy Elk. I’m sorry for that , I really am. My heart aches for you and I don’t hold anything against you about not coming to my wedding and all. I wish you did but I know you must have other problems so it’s okay. I hope you and your mate are happy. From Roro and Mimi” Oh Roro… You’re making me feel really guil

Even if it was cursed it was their love in the end. Their Cursed Love. ____________________________________ THE END Hope you guys loved the story. Thanks for all the support and love. Don't forget to follow me on I* guys it's mirah_selim for my upcoming stories information. Till the next story adios