Nanami Cursed Tool Novels & Stories

A freak accident that left me completely alone in the world. But now, I couldn’t help but wonder. Were they werewolves too? Had they known this would happen to me? Alaric said the curse didn’t activate unless you killed someone. If they were werewolves, had they never triggered the curse? Or was it something else entirely? I glanced at the window, where the light of the setting sun was fading, giving way to the night. The full moon was coming. I could feel it—a strange hum at the back of my mind, growing stronger with each passing moment.

he said. "What! It can't be. I was the one he loved at first. Why the sudden twist of fate?" I asked. "You have to understand that the Alpha is under a curse and the only person that can help him break it is that girl and that's why they are bonded together," he explained. "Curse…! I think I have a brief knowledge of that," she said. "I am telling you all this so that you won't feel worse when you find him in the arms of another woman. They are fated mates," he said.

His arms caught me before I hit the floor, the heat of him overwhelming, the iron grip of his hands forcing me against him as blood poured between us. “Elysia!” His voice was raw, guttural, half-human, half-wolf. “No. No, you don’t.” My vision blurred. I saw torches sway, wolves’ wide eyes, mouths frozen in shock. Someone muttered, “She’d rather die…” Another whispered, “The curse is real.” “I said quiet!” Danearo bellowed, his fury crashing over them. His hands pressed hard against the wound, but more blood welled through his fingers. His jaw clenched so tight I thought his teeth would break.

"So I'm not cursed?" "Not exactly," the healer said carefully. "But that doesn't clear you either." "Why not?" "Because some curses mask themselves. They hide behind other magical signatures to avoid detection." The hope died as quickly as it had come. "So the test proves nothing?" "The test proves you've been exposed to supernatural forces. But not what kind or why." Ivan appeared in the doorway, looking nervous. He pulled a small object from his pocket. A silver pendant on a delicate chain. "Alpha Soren," he said formally. "Here is what you asked for, the pendant that was found near the tree lines, Blood evidence suggests it was lost during the assault on Alpha Dante."

I can execute my plan without getting my hands dirty! "You might be in shock, please prepare yourself." "I can accept all the facts, just tell me." "Cassandra was sold by Smith, she didn't escape to Pack Nexus. Who was Cassandra sold to? Jayden. They had a one-night stand, Cassandra got pregnant and Jayden asked her to marry him, because only Cassandra broke his curse. Jayden was cursed by a witch not to be able to have offspring, do you know who the witch was? Yes, Isabela- The curse is broken if Jayden connects with a she-wolf with healing abilities. Only your daughter has that ability, so she can get pregnant with Jayden. From this story, you can see why Cassandra wanted to leave Jayden,

Blood, betrayal, a baby born of two powerful lines, hidden away, marked by fate. Marked to be cursed. “You were born under the Rift’s shadow,” a voice said behind me. Not my parents this time, but the pale figure from the forest. Kai. “You weren’t just fated to a mate,” he said slowly. “You were cursed to destroy him… or save him.” “What… what do you mean?” I gasped, clutching my head as the pain grew worse. “You are the cursed mate,” Kai whispered. “Chosen by power, not love. Your bond to Finnick was never meant to be easy. It was meant to break you… or remake you.”

Jamal asked shakily. "Sit down back and stay silent till he finishes" Abu ordered. Jamal slowly sank back into his seat while Forbes continued. "He was cursed by Naja a winter witch because of his mother and my wrongdoings to the witch, he was cursed to be emotionless" Forbes paused, trying not to break down before the council. "We searched endlessly for a cure but could not find one until now, unfortunately the cure happened to be A Sheba, the witch's daughter"

Sarreth added that I could not understand. Ah, we are now on our way to meet that mysterious goddess of mine and yes, Sam gave me a backpack. It’s just not a normal backpack because of a lot of stuff inside. Of course, I could feel the weight of the backpack Sam had given me. The backpack is black with no design. Only the silver zipper holder is the unique color that I liked. And locker? The fuck is locker, anyway? I stared at the black card I was holding. What is this card for? Why do I have a name here?

“Braylon? What is going on?” Braylon looked at him puzzled, stunned at the same time. “The reason why I couldn’t use my powers. I mean, the curse that was imposed on the alphas. She…. she can lift that curse,” “Wait, that means…Oh! My! God! The last heir to the Crawford…. Imogen Crawford,” he replied within the period of time his memory flashed back to the hospital. He had seen her name on her identity card, also at her house on her award crystal.

“Shit, she’s right. I could bankroll this—get your guy, Damien. What’s his name, anyway?” “Doesn’t matter,” I said, grinning, dodging the question—only Daiki knew it was Alaric, and I’d keep it that way. “Point is, you’ve got the dough. I’ve got the leads—crappy as they are.” “And you,” Nana said, turning on me, her eyes glinting. “You’re no slouch—alpha smarts, years of fighting. Help Lucien with that curse. You’ve got grit—figure out how to chain that wolf of his.”