Miraculous Cursed Images Novels & Stories

Even if it was cursed it was their love in the end. Their Cursed Love. ____________________________________ THE END Hope you guys loved the story. Thanks for all the support and love. Don't forget to follow me on I* guys it's mirah_selim for my upcoming stories information. Till the next story adios

“You’re unbelievable!” I frowned immediately. “What happened?” “What happened?” she repeated angrily. “You rejected your pregnant mate publicly then banished her right after?” My body went still. “What?” “You heard me!” I stared at her confused. “What banishment?” Mira looked at me like she wanted to hit me. “Don’t act confused now, Arnold.” I grabbed her arm immediately. “What are you talking about?” She shoved my hand away angrily. “Gamma James gathered the elders and banished Leticia under your command!”

6 th April 2021 The thoughts' endless chain was interrupted by Aura . "Ma'am your pasta ." "Aura please dust those paintings there they look quite unkept ." "Ok , ma'am .I will "Aura had already fetched the cloth duster tied to a stick and started dusting when suddenly she started screaming and dropped the duster .The white cloth duster was transformed to crimson colour with drops of red liquid dripping. "Are you Okay Aura " Lily and Lisa had already rushed to the dining room.

1696, St. Austell, Cornwall, England I awoke with an unusual burning sensation enveloping my entire body as I tried to open my arduous eyelids, but the smothering heat engulfed me, drowning me as I started to shake uncontrollably, impelling me to the darkness as I lost consciousness. However, before I was hauled to a bottomless gulf, I heard Amara's revoltingly aggrieved voice. “You will be doomed for an eternity of solitude and suffering, Caleb as you have scathe and betrayed my love for you...”

Jimmu looked at James and said calmly, “If you want to kill me, go ahead.” James frowned at his reply. He immediately activated the black inscriptions in his body, and thousands of them materialized instantly. They thrummed with bizarre power. “Surely you understand what this is right, right?” James patiently replied to him. “I’m sure you know how terrifying Curse Magic is, so I’ll give you one last chance.” The color drained from Jimmu’s face when he saw the mysterious Curse Inscriptions. “How is this possible? You shouldn’t be able to do this! How do you know Curse Magic?” he screamed in alarm.

“The guardian of this place. You must have no idea what the Cursed Mirror of the ancient Supreme Pack is. It is a relic that will suck any living creature with a soul once you come too close to it. That was what happened to you.” “So this isn’t a dream? Why did I see my dad earlier?” “What do you expect? This relic is named Cursed Mirror for possessing dark magic. Once you are sucked inside, you will be attacked by illusions until you are consumed by darkness and become a dark soul caged in here.”

Torches flickered weakly as I descended deeper, my steps echoing unnaturally. And then I saw the vial. Suspended in midair, glowing dark crimson, pulsing like a living heart. My hands shook as I reached for it. The moment my fingers brushed the glass the world shattered. Visions exploded behind my eyes. A blood-red moon eclipsed the sky. Wolves chained to stone altars screamed as magic carved itself into their bones. They watched helplessly as their mates and children were slaughtered before them, the curse sealing with every death. I saw Liam standing beneath the eclipsed moon, a crown of crescent silver placed upon his head as the world bowed.

“We don’t have any time for your guilt or your need to prove something. Celine needs you. But definitely not like this.” “H-how is this even possible?” I asked, my mind still on the face that they were communicating with me through the mirror. “Sorry but I can’t take my mind off it. What kind of mirror is this? And how is any of this possible?” The armored gut leaned forward slightly, his lips set in a thin line and his eyes annoyed like he wanted to reach for me and punch me in the face. “The mirror is cursed,” he replied, his tone bored. “And the way we were able to curse the mirror was because we found a gap in the bridge between hell and earth. It lasted lesser than a second which was sm

wrongness. "There," she whispered. "It's not on the beach. The true Darius—he's not even fighting." The realization hit them simultaneously. While everyone fought the duplicates, the real threat was elsewhere, drawing power from their distraction. Miranda began gathering specific artifacts—a crystal that seemed to pulse with moonlight, a dagger with runes etched along its blade, a small vial of what looked like liquid darkness. "We'll need these," she said. "Weapons that exist between states, just like a Mystic."