Novel & Cerita I Am Cursed With Bad Luck

I said to him and he sighed. "I know it sounds crazy but I can't shake all this off Liam, I just can't. I feel like I'm slowly losing my sanity and it feels like someone's trying to slowly drive me mad with misery. I'm under investigation for an attempted murder when I can't even hurt a darn fly. I lost my job, my reputation that I may never get back and now I've lost my cafe and another murder case is about to surround me cause they will investigation and since I already have a pending case, they'll add me to the list of possible suspects. Tell me now Liam, am I really not cursed?" I asked, heaving a sigh of frustration as it dawned on me that I am indeed a misfortune like mom always told m

“We can do this. You always told me we can handle everything together, remember?” Eloise swallowed hard, her luminous eyes still red and swollen. She drew a shaky breath before speaking the truth that had been burning inside her. “You know… I’m a cursed fruit. That’s why all these strange things keep happening to me.” Elena’s brow furrowed in confusion. “What do you mean, Ely?”

Merida swiftly said. “Why not? They all hate me, so what’s the use?” I asked her. An outcast. That was me, Celeste. No matter what happened, I’ll always remain that. So, why fight it? Why not let it go now? And... perhaps, forget all my pains and sorrows? Cause nothing ever worked for me. Whenever something good began to come my way, a bad thing obstructed it. Which could only mean one thing— that I was cursed… Cursed with bad luck and misfortune.

Nicholas is silent for a moment. I can tell he's trying to process what I'm saying, but he can't. "I don't understand," he says. "It's not you," I say. "It's me. This is all my fault." "Can you be more specific?" he asks. I don't know what to make of his tone. "I'm cursed," I say. "I'm bad luck." "Cursed..." he repeats. "I don't understand. You're not making any sense."

She shouted. A middle-aged woman came running into the dining hall. She bowed her head. "Your grace, what will you like me to do for you?" She asked. "Take her away," Maria pointed towards Cara." Take her out of here!" "Yeah," Anastasia walked towards Cara and pulled her up. She helped Cara who limped on one foot out of the hall. "I'm doing this to avoid her death. Aren't you aware of the curse in the Royal family?" Maria asked her mate.

"I'm cursed" I clamped my hands over my mouth to prevent me from screaming. "What kind of curse?" I asked curiosity getting the best out of me. "I don't have human feelings, I can't be happy, I can't be sad, I can't fall in love, anything feelings, I don't have" What?! I almost cried for him as he spoke, how did he get cursed? Who did he offend? How does he cope? "Why are you telling me?" I asked.

She begged, "Please spare me. I know my mistake now!" The tips of my fingers turned white, digging so tightly into my palm that it almost hurt. I stared at her and said slowly, "Did you ever stop to think how much bad luck I've had to endure this past month? I got hit by flowerpots, run over by cars, and even had the proposal I worked so hard on stolen by you! The doctors said I came down with three or four terminal illnesses overnight. "When you were carelessly squandering my luck, did you ever think this day would come? You brought this on yourself, Regina."

"What blessing?" He smiled, then kissed me. "Listen, don't interrupt. The curse gave us power and made us formidable; the only downside of it was that it drove us mad. The curse comes with some rage, so when pushed too much, we let the rage control us, and it could drive us mad." "What happens if you go mad?" I asked. "Then Lucien and Sam will have to kill me because my soul is lost, and I will massacre everyone on my way." "Isn't there a remedy?" I asked, and he shook my head.

Why aren’t they working the way they are supposed to? I taste blood on my tongue from where I’ve been biting too hard in my lower lip. My magic power is running out. If I don’t want to resort to that, I need to finish this now! “Curse of poison. Curse of rot. Curse of internal bleeding. Curse of broken bones. Curse of pain…” I mutter so quickly under my breath that it becomes a reflex action. I keep going until I am sure he is dead then I stop.

My poor body still aches from the harshness of the dungeon ground and my mind was filled with nothing but the weight of everything that had happened to me just within a short period of time. First it was Ethan's rejection and now, it was Alpha Alejandro. I must be a cursed woman! I must have gone against the moon goddess in my past life to warrant all of these bad things that keep happening to me. I MUST BE CURSED! “Come on, Roxanne, don't say that. You are not cursed, neither have you gone against the moon goddess in any way!” Zoey chided me in a soft tone, but I shook my head. I can't be made to believe otherwise. I was cursed. If I wasn't, then bad things wouldn't be happening to me over