Gravity Falls Cursed Images Novels & Stories

Lana stepped away from me, a satisfied smirk on her face as I turned away from her. She stepped on the grass that was supposed to be Logan's funeral site, her little dainty feet stomped the ground and a crack appeared. The crack spread fast as it reached my location in an instant, stopping right next to my feet before the entire floor collapsed. The collapsed floor exposed the secrets hidden deep in the ground. A whole different world lay underground. There were natural ancient graves made from mud and inscriptions of the ancient were everywhere. The negative energy in this crater almost rushed into my brain. I could feel my hands darkening with the speed of light.

I went still. Cold clarity swallowed me whole. Rage—not mine—rose from deep inside. A presence older than Elara. Darker. The Curse. Miguma. I surrendered. My eyes opened underwater. They were no longer honey brown. They were pitch black. The sky above cracked open with thunder. Lightening tore across the desert— And rain—impossible, slicing rain—fell like shards of glass. Melody jerked back from the waters edge, eyes wide. “What—what’s that?!”

The curse knew we had found what we were looking for and it didn't seem like it was happy. “We need to get out of here. Now.” I said, looking around the room. Mr. Grayson put the scroll back in the box and clutched it to his chest. He nodded. “Let’s go.” We turned to leave. But, before we could take any more steps, the temperature in the room dropped. Ice frost began to creep up the walls and a thick fog began to form around our feet. "The curse is manifesting," Zel gasped out. "Run!"

This release is forceful enough to launch me hundreds of feet up into the air. In a wide parabola, I float back to earth amid the desperate flapping of my arms, proving I’m still bound by the rules of gravity. I take in the view of a citywide mine burrowing straight down to the molten bowels of the earth. There are rock walls so vast and grotesque they could be the work of giants, and yet for all their superhuman propotions every crag and crevice is filled with the bestial howls of the damned. I shut my eyes to the sight.

Then the doctor ran in as we stepped back and Xavier growled as he was male, unmated and unmarked as far as we could tell. "I came as quickly as I could, alpha, what's going on?" he asks, looking at the unconscious girl in front of me. A gasp of fear and shock escapes him and he backs away. "You have to kick her out!! I cannot treat her! She's the Cursed Rogue!! She matches the description perfectly! Alpha, she cannot-" I snapped. "SILENCE!" Xavier roared. It was rare for our wolves to actually speak on their own like that without their human counterpart, but in this instance, I was right along with him. The doctor instantly closed his mouth and bowed his head in submission.

Aria Pov In six days I shall be destroyed by the crescent moon. I am cuffed with the metal closing round my wrists, feeding off the energy of my wolf. Before me is the Seven Tower Gate, a dark monolith whose ancient power smothers mine. I'm a mutant-an impending bomb-a danger to my pack.

She gasped too as soon as she did. "The Solutions to all my curses," Rendall read aloud. "Flip through it and find ours," Helia said eagerly and Rendall began to do what she had asked me to. He flipped through the pages carefully until he stumbled on a heading. "The Destined Curse of The Werewolves and Werelions," Helia read aloud. "Destined Curse?" Rendall asked and they both looked at each other. They looked back at the book and frowned. "You've got to be kidding me," Helia frowned. The page they were both looking at was torn. The only thing that was left was the heading.

"Haha, ya, you just never make it there." "True, the couch always calls to me." I get up and go into the spare room to get dressed. I walk into a big room with large windows and deep red linens and curtains. I see the suit and shoes on the vanity. There is a painting of a white and back wolf on the wall it's howling at the moon. I am mesmerized by the detail. I turn away and go to grab my shirt when I notice a picture of Link, a guy with raven black hair and blue eyes and the girl. The girl I have been dreaming about. I grab the picture, and it's like I am sucked into a memory of her. All in leather and a sword, she is fighting, but who or what, it's all a blur. "Link! Who is this??"

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

Everyone was shocked of what had happened to her. “W-what have you… done to me? Why my healing powers isn’t w-working on me?” Almirah wavered. Her voice was cracked and shaky as she sobbed between her lines. Suzaine came to her and used her divine healing to help Almirah heal herself but to no avail, nothing happened, too. She screamed out of frustration. That’s the time Leviathan laughed out loud. “Cursed Realm Augmentation: Falls of Dissatisfaction.” A sudden horror enveloped me. Chills ran down through my spine as Leviathan manifested his cursed realm.