Nanami Cursed Tool Novels & Stories

I'll die a sad and lonely wolf and all because my father thinks keeping me locked up like this is protecting me. I know you'll probably ask why I don't just go outside without Siri noticing but believe me, I've tried. The cottage is fortified with some sort of magic or enchantment, anyone can just walk in and out, anyone except me. Each time I try to walk out that door, I become enveloped by excruciating pain and it almost feels like I'm engulfed in fire, the flames blazing at my skin piece by piece.

I gazed at the rose tattoo on my palm, trying to decipher what other things this tattoo is capable of. "It's probably because of your touch that Amaris's crow became white as well." Namir suddenly chimed in from my back. "But you were also able to return it to its former form as well. Does it mean it's also possible you can return the curse to her if you wish to?" He added. His eyes were full of curiosity as he glanced at me. "Aren't you getting back to your old form yet?" Druji suddenly asked him. I guess she's starting to feel uncomfortable seeing him just wearing a breechcloth.

"You are free to leave now." With a nod, the guard fled. When I raised the wolfsbane collar in my hand, I got close enough to see the spark in Ronan's eyes. The silver-glinting metal was inscribed with slightly blue-pulsating runes. It was poison carved into steel, not merely a restriction. It would burn through his veins if he made a single mistake. Ronan's grin dimmed a little. "Well, you're ready." I snapped the collar open and murmured in a quiet voice, "I've learned from my mistakes." You are not allowed to do anything you want this time. This dungeon cannot be left untouched.

she demanded at once. “I am cursed…or I was cursed.” I said and Kylo squished my hand. “My Luna and my pack went through a big tragedy, Alpha Zenith. A half-witch cursed her to be the misery of my pack, and after our coronation, the curse started to happen. And the only way to cut the curse was her death, we asked the Hybrid Reaper’s help but he created a bond with her. I hope you can help us cut it.” She looked at me, and pity lingered in her eyes.

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

The hoarse voice answer, till maintaining the low pitch. " Controlled? Hahaha. Trying to fool me " Marcus sarcastically retort back. " He isn't saying anything wrong Marcus .He was surely controlled .Didnt I tell you I would rule over him and you .Just wait some more."the cold voice ended the stance with a laugh, causing Marcus to froze in his thoughts. " Fire.." Marcus tried to call the later one. " Hahahha. Checking for me." The cold voice told with sudden playfulness. " Fire is cursed .The cursed which would destroy you , Marcus .Destroy you."

She paused and said, “Are you really the apostle of Dazzle, the Spirit Doctor? Did you use the Beleben Soul Jinx to save Steel Tower?” Alex froze. “You know it too?” Ms. Nanami shook her head. “I don’t, but I’ve heard of it.” After a few seconds, she said, “Alright, get some rest. I’ll come back in an hour to take the needles out of you.” “Wait!” Alex called out to her. “I’m lying here looking like a porcupine because of you. I can’t even move! Can you stay and talk to me?” “Sorry, I don’t do ‘talking’. I’m busy.”

The noise in the room stopped. I walked toward her. “Namisa,” I called quietly. She still didn’t raise her head. I stood in front of her and observed her. “Tell me,” I said, my voice low, “how heavy is this curse you speak of? How can my mate bring bloodshed upon the land? What has she done? What sin has she carried before she was even born?” Namisa’s lips trembled; I sensed fear from her voice, it’s obvious she’s only playing around with the gods under someone’s command.

Your comments and gems. And one more good news, Lycan Redemption will be uploaded soon. Please check it out once and share it as well.

“You’re more powerful than any wolf I’ve ever known.” “I've grown to love you regardless of these things” They built a life. They dreamed of children. Anana tried everything, herbs, rituals, medicine but her womb remained untouched by life. And then came the visit to the old traditionalist, deep in the snowy woods of the North. “She is cursed,” the woman had said with milky eyes. “Her womb is sealed until her true mate breaks it.” Those words echoed louder with each passing day. Anana had cried in Kade’s arms the entire way home. He had held her and whispered promises, kissed her forehead and told her love would be enough.