Isaac Cursed Eye Novels & Stories

After a few seconds, he snapped out of it and flew into a rage. He shouted as he pointed at the photo, "Amelia, what kind of sick game are you playing? Why are you displaying these things? Are you trying to curse Heidi?" I stared at him coldly, my heart unmoved. "Even now, you refuse to believe Heidi is gone. How dense can you be?" My voice was eerily calm, sending goosebumps to anyone who was listening. "Ethan, why would I use Heidi to deceive you? You're not worth it anymore. If you don't believe me, ask Simon if he really picked Heidi up safely that day!"

****** Isaac brought his two palm and clasped it together, he started making incantations and when he opened his hands, two identical eyes stared at him from his palm, each eye was at his middle palm. "I need you to kill River, show her no mercy." Isaac ordered and the eyes closed. He rubbed his good eye and smiled to no one in particular. "I would like to see how tough you are, River, better get ready for my unexpected attack."

Her voice wavered as she crouched down and snatched the baby bottle from the woman's unsuspecting grip. Her hands trembled, her eyes wide with dread. "W-Where did you get this bottle?" Turning toward me, her gaze was filled with accusation and despair. Tears welled up as her voice cracked. "This… this is the bottle I gave to Nicholas, isn't it?!"

The corresponding curse was known as the Spirit-silencing Curse. People always said that the eyes were the window of one’s soul. Vivian’s soul had been sealed up, which was why there was no light in her eyes. Since it was used to target normal people, this curse was a very low-level curse, and Kayson removed it without any difficulty. Light began to return to Vivian’s eyes as she looked at her grandfather blankly. “G-Grandpa?” Master Gould burst into tears of joy when Vivian called him. “Vivian! My granddaughter!”

"Well couldn't that be called a gift?; he uttered furrowing his brows. His dad gazed up at the young teenager it seems he want to accept all that before knowing all about it "no matter how to take it, it is still a curse"; he murmured gazing down at his palm like it was his fault for giving birth to a cursed, but that wasn't what he was thinking, how would he guide his son to the right path and not letting him succumb the other way?. The reason why that woman disguised herself was to steal the ability from him so she could bring chaos easily upon the world, that was the time to prepare for that by teaching Kazuma the way of the sword.

She screamed, making list of the people flinch and younger children cry in fright. "But you know what, I will leave and you will never see me again. Of course I won't leave without a gift for your unborn child, whether male or female, the child shall not experience the feeling of full wolf transformation. You can try to break the curse but you will fail and you will also beg to find me and you will also fail. This is my parting gift to you," she smiled deviously and just within a blink of an eye, Rebecca was gone. ~JASON~

The same teary eyes that used to satisfy him with the fact that he has broken her but now those tears made him disgusted. Uncomfortable, disgusted, and worried. He didn't like the way her eyes looked so red yet hateful. He didn't like seeing tears in them and what he hated the most was the fact that he was the reason for those tears, only if he could rewind the time and get that fucking night out of their minds then maybe just maybe things would be different. "Fuck!" He cursed rolling on his back laying flat on the floor. He closed his eyes breathing out heavily. "What should I do to make you say yes? Just one chance." He mumbled opening his eyes.

He grunted and slammed the window shut, cracking the glass. Elias stared at the bed, brown eyes willing her to wake up. She had to work – the warlock had divined her success himself, led Elias to her door, and casted the curse that left her ready to be turned. If the warlock was wrong, Elias thought to himself. He will face serious regrets. As Elias began to muse the old techniques used to torture practitioners of magic, the girl gasped, panicked.

Just when he opened up, I have my legs ready to come in but he stopped me with a question. "What are you looking for?" He asked mildly and somewhat harsh. I couldn't understand his point, I guess he woke on the wrong side of bed. I am ready to forgo and to listen to his words. He blocked my route and have his eyes fixed on me. I know something is off but I intentionally decided to answer since it won't remove an hair strand from my body. It's just a question anyway…. "I want to ask about the curse…" Immediately I said that, his countenance changed readu to let me in immediately. "I am so sorry for having to question you. I just wanted to be sure," he said.

'The color of her eyes, why-' William's mind went blank for a moment. He just kept looking at Leona's emerald eyes with a look that was difficult to interpret. There was something attractive about those eyes. A color that is relatively rare for William to meet in his life. Not just the emerald color, but like there are other things that make William interested to continue to stare at those beautiful eyes. 'Click' William immediately turned his gaze towards the door of his room. There were three men who froze while looking at William with a surprised look. William didn't understand why they were looking at him like that. Before he finally remembered the girl who was now in front of him.