Killua Cursed Images Novels & Stories

said Lord Kaisen with a sigh " I'm here because I need your help " " my help ?" asked the woman incredulously and then she started laughing , a laughter quite similar to a villainess maniacal laugh " My , My what can I , a prominent criminal. could do for my elder brother who is the infamous prime minister of the Kellington Empire ? You sure jest dear brother " " Cynthia I'm not here for your jokes " said Lord Kaisen his patience running thin " My daughter was cursed by a dark mage by the reduction spell and only a dark mage knows how to reverse that curse . I want you to reverse that curse from my daughter "

] she replies. [You’ll be cursed if you stay here. Don’t blame me for not warning you.] and he leaves the chat. “Weird people. That’s not how curses work.” After eating she moves her cursor to the close tab but the mouse freezes. The hand from the screen disappears and she looks carefully into the screen and sees a pair of eyes in the distance coming closer to the screen. “A… kappa?” [Author’s Note: ‘Kappa’ is also known as a ‘water goblin’ for those who didn’t know]

It was unusual for Ethan to be so expressive, even to laugh so loudly. "Well you don't know William, Leona. William Redorge. A very famous action film actor and-" "Yeah I know that. He's a famous actor, and?" "Come on, Ethan! Let's go quickly!" interrupted William. Ethan cleared his throat. After that he rose from his position. "Okay, Miss Russell, looks like I have to go now, before the ferocious wolf attacks me," said Ethan. William glared at his cousin and assistant. Ethan could always call him a 'wolf' in front of Leona. What if the girl gets suspicious?

But since she was a witch, that edge had become insignificant. Since KuLaa was more powerful than Kurt, she could easily take him out with her witchcraft, but that would be outrightly killing him using a soul attack. But Kulaa couldn't bring herself to do it. She loved this man all her life and he had hurt her the most. Even if she was going to kill him, KuLaa wanted an explanation. So instead of just taking him out once and for all, she exchanged blows with him. Unfortunately for her, because he was berserk, his blows were more deadly than her own.

"Ah, looks like this is my bad day." Kyllian sighed when he saw Delldora's forehead start to blacken. Before slowly peeling off and rot. "Ah, shit!" Delldora's cursed as he realized what Kyllian meant. He raised both his hands. Now, not only did his forehead look like it was rotting, his hands were starting to show the same symptoms...

“Do you know who I am? Do you know what I’ve been through? Do you know what has been happening to me? Don't you dare lie to me. Speak the truth and tell me exactly what I need to know. I am not here to play games with you. I have been through so much and my life and that of my baby is on the line. This is the worst time to joke with me as a person. I repeat one more time do not joke with me because I am dead serious about this. I need to know exactly where I stand. Am I cursed or not?” “why would I joke about this, milady? Ask about me, ask around in the Southern realm, I am known for my integrity and my ability to cure people of incurable diseases. When I tell you that it is what it is, you

"Bu⁠t we‍'re out o‌f ti​me. The proximi​ty i⁠s‍n't enough. The bond need‍s more or t‌he cur‌se will finish what it started." I sat back down. My legs f​elt we​ak. "S​how me." "What?" "Show me. All of‍ you. Show me what the curse is d⁠oi‌ng." Caelan h‍e⁠sitated. The⁠n he‌ sto‌od. Pulled up his sl‍eeve. The m​arks we⁠r⁠e there. Darker‌ th‍an‌ I'​d seen on Kieran. Covering‌ his en⁠tire forearm. St‍atic now but visible. Proof.

I was determined to let Ethan realize the consequences of his actions. Before long, Ethan strode in, looking impatient. He said, "It's about time you apologized. Why haven't you just done this before? How many times do I have to tell you that Mandy and I are just like siblings? And what are you doing in this dump? It's so depressing." His words trailed off as his gaze was drawn to a photograph on the wall—an enlarged portrait of Heidi smiling radiantly. Ethan froze, his expression a mix of disbelief and horror. After a few seconds, he snapped out of it and flew into a rage.

Zeph’s stomach twisted further. With her arms crossed, Camille grinned as she watched Ryker come closer. "This is your lesson for attempting to get him back," she purred, cocking her head. Her voice dripping with hatred, she drew closer. "You will always be the cursed omega, regardless of how much power you have." You are so very wrong, Camille. Zeph wanted to respond, but the gag muffled everything. “Save whatever you want to say. You will need it soon enough.”

He takes the sword. "No!" I scream but only a whisper escapes my lips. No one hears me. The crowd begins to chant in one voice and one rhythm. "Kill the false Luna. Kill the false Luna." I fall to my knees. My hands reach for something, anything, but the floor beneath me melts into black water. I sink into it, cold swallowing my body inch by inch. My lungs burn. My magic sputters like a dying flame. My wolf howls, thrashes, cries but no one listens.