Novel & Cerita Hisoka Cursed Images

"He's our alpha. Our leader. Alphas have the power to turn humans. The rest of us are betas, and you are too, now." "I don't understand," I said shakily. "We're werewolves, Hosanna. And you've gotta keep that a secret, you hear me? I've got some contacts for you to hide your eyes." He plucked a lens out of his eye, revealing a burning gold iris. I gasped, flinching. He laughed at me. "What? Yours look just like mine now. So you've gotta wear these contacts to make them look brown, yeah? If you don't, the police will shoot you."

he muttered, gripping the photo. "I can tear him apart from the inside." The Master smiled—a slow, calculated expression. "Do as I say, and you will make Antonio suffer more than he ever has." Unknown Location – The Crimson Lotus Dungeon The room was cold. Dark. Only small candles flickered, casting an eerie glow over damp stone walls. The air reeked of smoke, whiskey, and something far worse. Cassandra woke up with a throbbing headache, her body weak, her mouth dry. She tried to move her hands— Chains rattled. Her wrists were bound above her head, cold metal biting into her skin. Her heart pounded violently. Panic set in. Then— Footsteps. The door creaked open. And there—standing in the doo

The words echoed through the trees, and Ravok suddenly refused to move even though Kaelen tried to step forward. His wolf held firm, grounding him. “No, not now.” Kaelen pushed harder. “Move.” No. It was the first time Ravok had ever disobeyed him. The moon above them darkened slightly as clouds drifted across its red surface. Sudden laughter erupted, and everyone shuddered with the chillness. Kaelen realized something at the moment: the curse that was spoken about had been awakened.

My voice cracked on the words because I was certain that he did love me. Confusion marred her perfect features. “Is he sick?” Because truly, that would be the only other problem. “He's cursed.” I blurted out. “Cursed?” She sounded disbelieving. “Yes, cursed.” I spent the next few minutes explaining Brian's curse, his age, the death of his prior mates, and the future event of my possible death.

But that image soon warped, replaced by him coughing and choking as my eyes crossed the next line: "...bleed to death..." Blood. So much blood. Not just Kael… even that of the male that had tried to molest me in my pack— the male I took an eye from, blood in the cell… I tried to breathe. "...passed down through generations..." —his hands clutching at his throat, his body writhing. His skin turned pale, lifeless. "...affecting certain women..." "...unknowingly carrying the curse..." I slammed the book shut, trying to catch my breath which had picked up—fast, too fast. Blood, Kael coughing, choking, more blood, those haunting eyes... it was all I could see. I squeezed my eyes shut and inhaled

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.

After 13 days; "Dear diary, welcome me. I am back from my dream place. How do I express my happiness? It was one of my best gifts and I am thrilled. I have a lot of pictures and I am going to paste them onto this page, so whenever I will open this page, I'll recollect my memory." Every picture was telling Isabella's happiness. Either she was on Mickey Mouse or her father's shoulder. Her pose was different in every picture except for her bright smile, which brightened up the picture and the person who would see it. Alexander couldn't stop himself from looking at those pictures again and again. And she is now different from the past. Looking at those pictures one last time, he turned the page

What was wrong? Hazel tried to resist, but he kissed her deeper and deeper, her eyes began to blur, and as she seemed to be losing the last ounce of her sanity. Not far away, someone had a phone and secretly took a photo of Joshua kissing her. Whoever took the picture immediately sent it to Isaac. “... Fuck!” Isaac couldn’t help cursing. Joshua was bad enough. To get him to give up on Hazel, he asked people to send him photos of them together. Who could bear it?

Jacques. Several Ultara students had been hospitalized within a single week; this had broken the school record. Is there really a psychic vampire in our school? Ever since Jacques set foot in the Ultara Academy, students started losing consciousness for no reason. Could she be the cause? But something came to disagree with my hypothesis. If Jacques was a vampire, then I could have recognized her, but she smelled and looked human like everyone else. How could she be some kind of devil spawn? Maybe jealousy had clouded my mind. Maybe I should rest with the belief that I was just insane.

and I winked at her and grinned again. Isabella broke the silence. “I want to thank you for your intervention today,” she said. “I’m not sure I would have caught the sucker if you boys and your beasts hadn’t been here.” She stood up and retrieved some papers from an old wooden sideboard. “I pulled these last night,” and handed Chase some pages. He looked them over and then looked at Isabella. “Jensen told you about the curse?” I shook my head and Isabella answered. “No sweetie, my seers did.” she pulled another sheet of paper that was hand drawn in what looked like crayon. It looked like a cliff edge that was shaped like a crescent moon. On one side was a cage and inside was a wolf and a gir