Novel & Cerita Naruto Cursed

“Someone versed with curses told her that she was carrying one that makes her totally disconnected from her wolf and drains her power.” I hide my face in my palms. “He tried to remove it but it was too strong.” I clean my eyes with the back of my hand. “It was Noroya’s curse.” That gets a reaction from him, his face contorts into one of fury and he rages “Noroya! That cursed witch?! Why would she-” “It’s no use getting angry now.” I tell him. His brows tilt in a frown and I huff a dry laugh, turning to the statue. “Someone removed it.”

"The curse is real." "No," I said desperately. "What do you mean, this isn't me!" "Four hours," Dante whispered, looking directly at me. "You've been here four hours and I'm already dying." "What do you mean by that? and if you think so, is this how curses work?" "Isn't it?" Soren asked coldly. "Your first mate died in a hunting accident. Random attack. Your second mate got killed by rogues. Random attack. The third mate just dropped dead. Random death."

Nikitas pov The dim light of early morning cast long shadows through the tall windows of my father’s office, and I sat alone at his desk, confronting the silence with an iron will. Exhaustion gnawed at the edges of my mind, a persistent ache growing stronger with each sleepless night spent grappling with the relentless curse within me. It had become a separate entity, living beneath my skin, whispering insidious thoughts of surrender and relief in the quiet moments between each breath. But none of that would deter me from my chosen path. I would not let it win; this curse died with me, even if that meant going through this pain for years.

"Have some dignity and tell her the truth, you piece of shit. I know you hate me and you want me to suffer. I don't remember how I caused you all the pain you have, but she has nothing to do with the things I've done. Just leave her alone..." " You don't remember? You don't remember how you took her life?" Wondered Chris, with his eyes full of pain and hatred. " Can anyone explain to me what's the truth? Don't you both think that I deserve the truth?" I shout at both of them, unable to be the lame standing between these two creatures. Lucas then started chanting some weird words that I believe had something to do with me. " Through death ... Through life. A cursed one shall go dark.

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.

Seconds later all the people were caught up in it, screams of agony could be heard, and they all scratched their bodies, begging for it to go all away. Not that seeing it on their body was causing the screams, but rather the pain they felt, it was like they were set on fire right from the inside. Moments overdue, there was no one present in the bar anymore, all of them had decayed and turned into powdered ashes. Nagato became calm, no one was certain to mess with him, and still live, this is the price for it and also the price for witnessing his curse gift, he reasoned out and then transformed slowly back into a human.

"He carved it on you too?" "He called it a loyalty curse." "It's not a loyalty curse." Brenn's voice spread through the room, not louder, but steadier—like a spring that had been compressed too long slowly releasing its tension. "It's a detonation curse. You betray him—you blow up from the inside." Lane crouched where he was, fingers on his knees, not moving. Moonlight fell through the vent, laying a thin white strip across the floor, a silver dividing line between them.

A few strands of his coppery brown hair flicked in front of his forehead. I nodded slowly, forcing myself away from him and looking at the dead Naga. "I still don’t think killing is the answer." I insisted. Hunter sighed. "I understand what you mean, but Naga are a cursed species, one that is more beast than human." We carried on walking, and I didn’t know how to reply, instead remaining silent. How do I argue with that when I knew that already, but then why did it still feel so wrong? -----

The scarred leader studied my face, my stance, the line of Ronan’s shoulder just behind mine. “You’re her,” he said. I tilted my head. “You’re going to have to be more specific,” I said. “There are a lot of ‘hers’ I’ve been lately.” His mouth twitched. Not quite a smile. Not a smile. “The cursed human,” he said. “The one who broke it.” A rustle went through his wolves at the word cursed. Old fear, old stories. I kept my expression neutral. “I was cursed,” I said. “Once. I’m not anymore. That’s the point.”

Years ago, a witch cast a prophecy over me. She said I was the cursed wolf, an abomination who would bring the pack to ruin. My parents believed it completely. Locked me in the cellar that same night and left me to starve. My older sister, Sia, fought like hell to keep me alive. When the pack came for me, she stood in front of every single one of them, crying as she tried to shield me. "She's not an abomination. She's never hurt anyone." Because of those words, when the Alpha fell for her but still feared me, that so-called abomination, I volunteered for exile. Walked away from the pack forever. Before I left, I gave Sia a charm. Told her, if anyone ever laid a hand on her, just speak into i