Gumball Curse Novels & Stories

“I hate being disappointed.” “I imagined you'd be happier after hearing that there was a solution, but that's not a problem,” she smiled. “The point remains that I can help you.” “How do you intend to?” I asked. She sighed as she took a sip of her tea. “The rabid curse is quite rare. Yes, it has been used before, but it's been in such few cases that they're almost non-existent since there are no records of them.” You used the word, “Almost”, I observed.

“So now that we have had some good news out of all of this, what’s in there?” Before I can answer, Reed picks it up and turns to Lucas, saying, “This is the data that says we will be dead before we turn twenty-five, Heather along with us.” Lucas turns to face me. “Mom, what’s he talking about?” I took a deep breath and slowly released it. “I originally thought that you guys had to find and have your mate, except both of you, before you were twenty-four, because that is when the ones we thought the curse started with went over the cliff. I’m not so sure anymore now that I have this information that Meg found. Plus, with what we found out about the tablet and bottle that you guys found. I am s

"David's hospital bills must be piling up, and you still went to such trouble! I feel bad accepting this." My polite refusal made her visibly anxious. She grabbed my hand firmly, her voice rising slightly. "Carrie! What are you saying? I'm his aunt. What's wrong with buying something for Nicholas?" At that moment, my husband, James Hamlin, abruptly joined the conversation, "Carrie, don't overthink it. It's a gift from Jess. Just take it." "Since your brother said so," I said, pretending to relent, "Thanks." As I accepted the bottle, I noticed a fleeting glance exchanged between Jess and my husband.

I need to get entertained and right now, I also do not want to make this goblin think I am tied to him forever. I’m sure this is dangerous and very indecisive of me but I don’t care. I need to get entertained and right now, I also do not want to make this goblin think I am tied to him forever. This must have been the dwarf's curse to me last time for refusing to give them help. Hmmm…a curse? Psh, I do not want to believe that now... I’ve been experiencing hell. Nothing hurts me anymore. I would let anyone affect me like this.

Elder Garrett ignored my comment. "We have questions," he said. "Questions about the recent attacks. About the curse that has been plaguing our pack." "I've answered your questions already. The curse was similar to the one that attacked Tom, but modified. I'm working on finding the source." "And what have you found?" I hesitated. I had been researching the curse's origin, trying to understand how someone could replicate my healing signature. But every lead I followed led to a dead end. Or worse, to evidence that pointed back at me.

Lucius has always paid the price for his arrogance, but he might still be useful. Landon nodded. Though Lucius had been terribly manipulated by Jason, he held shares in Mattel Group and remained one of its biggest shareholders. There was value in that. After a pause, Rowan's smile faded as he sternly asked, "Is there any progress on the curse?" All this time, he'd believed his failing health was due to some rare illness. It wasn't until after his fall from the cliff that he learned the truth. It wasn't a natural condition. Instead, someone had planted a fate-bound curse inside him.

Gone? I swallowed hard, my breath heavy as the word echoed in my head. How could it be gone? For years… for decades, I had searched endlessly for a cure. I had bled, sacrificed, endured rituals and spells that nearly killed me, yet the curse had remained unmoved. The curse never had a cure. So how could it suddenly disappear? What in the world would make it disappear without a trace? What? My chest rose and fell rapidly as my heart thumped violently, my thoughts colliding in chaos. None of this made sense. None of it.

Death draws me towards it like we have been attached with an unbreakable string. Maybe it's just a superpower in which I get the last chance to save the person in front of me or maybe it’s a curse. Particularly a Crimson curse, as I like to call it. Through the years the number of deaths I have seen is greater than my age. You would think that death doesn't affect me anymore. You are right to think that because that is what I had thought until 5 days ago.

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?"

Lucifer was on his knees, sweating profusely, clutching his head in his hands, breathing abnormally, and his eyes closed shut as panting breaths escaped his mouth. "Fucking hell.." Draven muttered before rushing to panting Lucifer. He immediately gripped his head in his hands and closed his eyes shut before mumbling. Sarah watched in shock as Draven muttered something foreign. She was confused and shocked, it was the first time she had seen Lucifer like this. His heart was squeezing, and her lungs were constricting into nothing. Draven quickly opened his eyes and looked at Alatar with a tense face. The curse is breaking." He mumbled but Sarah heard it loud and clear. She took a step towards