Muzan Curse Novels & Stories

With that, Alex slowly lowered the hand symbol. A terrified expression appeared on Colton’s face. He wasn’t satisfied with this outcome. He was only one step away from the Immortalization stage, and now, he was actually going to be killed by an ant. “Blood Curse. I know about the Blood Curse. There’s a Blood Witch in the Japan division. She knows all spells related to curses. I can take you to her,” Colton said. The Ksitigarbha’s hand symbol Alex summoned halted in the air.

"This is very dark magic and piecing everything together— the way I almost died when I tried to break it...and the way it takes over your bodies and keeps trying to kill your mate...it is definitely the curse." Shaking her head, Morane continued. "There is no doubt that this is the curse we are dealing with. This is it!" "So, what can we do?" Bryan asked urgently. "We are so close to finally breaking it. Tell us, how do we break this curse?" Morane hesitated, her gaze dropping to the tome on her lap. She sighed heavily before meeting their eyes, but still said nothing. "Morane, what is it?" Aiden asked, noticing her expression, which conveyed bad news.

he began, “The child she carries is tied to a dark curse.” Murmurs echoed through the hall. Right then, I felt Zane’s arm tighten around my shoulders. Timothy continued, his voice growing louder. “The dark seed within Ceres has formed a symbiotic link with the unborn heir. If that corruption spreads, the entire pack will suffer the consequences.” “That’s just a speculation,” Sheila snapped from across the council circle. “It’s reality,” another elder interrupted. “The curse has no known cure.” Timothy lifted his hand, silencing the room again.

Quartney smiled menacingly and said, “That’s not an ordinary curse. It’s called the Sorrowful Spirit's Curse. I acquired it from a fragmented scroll left behind by Franciscus. I combined it with Deadgory Bugs and cursed every member above the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank. “Once I die, everyone cursed will also perish, regardless of their strength.” Quartney laughed wildly and said, “It’ll be easy for you to kill me, but I’ll bring down everyone above the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank with me. That includes the Heavenly Warriors, eighty-four powerhouses at the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Ninth Tribulation, three hundred or so at the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Ninth Tribulation’s upper grade, and middle grade. You’ll b

“Not now. I need more time with him,” “But—” “I said no. Mondrian can't die yet. There has to be a way to save him. I have to find it.” I caught sight of Zara exchanging a look with Alex, her gaze worried, and she stepped forward. “Celene, please. Don't make this harder than it has to be…” “I can't accept this, Zara” I replied, stubborn to the end. “The curse is ancient, bestowed by the moon goddess herself. Once done, it cannot be lifted…we've tried.”

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.

Muzan snapped. “Talk,” Edric growled. “Diana, whatever you are to this curse…whatever your soul is…it’s dangerous to it. You might be its end.” “That sounds like good news. The bad news?” Edric asked. Silence. Except for my ragged breathing. Edric’s shuddering form. The distant howl of something far older than all of us. Muzan took a breath and tore his eyes from the trees back to us like it was difficult to look at us. “Bad news is, the curse doesn’t like that…and so, it’s fighting back.”

It always happens whenever I'm scared. "Calm down, Cara, lest you reveal your powers to him," Hana whispers angrily. "If that happens we can kiss this place goodbye because we'll be thrown out as bad bloods." Bad bloods. Otherwise known as the Ruined, or the Cursed. The spoilt apples.

“Wait… what did you just say?” His gaze swept over us, sharp, piercing. “Centuries ago, it was foretold: our land would be cursed by the Wicked, and two boys would arrive from a distant realm. One would break the curse, the other would fight to preserve it. Mortal enemies, bound to the fate of this world.” Carter and I exchanged a glance—best friends, inseparable. Then back at the hooded figure. “That’s impossible, sir,” I said. “We’ve known each other forever. Nothing could turn us against one another. We’re not part of your prophecy.”

At the hands that had just touched a man who immediately died. "I don't know what happened," I whispered. "I swear I don't know." "Then we'll figure it out together," Soren said. "Starting tomorrow." "Tomorrow?" I asked. "Yes, tomorrow.” Dante said. "Tonight, you sleep alone," "Far away from everyone else." "In case the curse works through proximity," Soren added. "Tomorrow we start testing, and we keep testing until we understand exactly what you are." The way he said 'what you are' instead of 'who you are' made my blood run cold.