Neji Hyuga Curse Mark Novels & Stories

It's worse than I imagined. A jagged scar cuts across his ribs, but it's not just a scar. The flesh is blackened and twisted, and within it, something glows—a deep, pulsing red light like embers in dying coals. The mark is shaped like a broken moon encircled by thorns, and as I watch, shadows writhe beneath his skin, spreading out from the mark like roots. "This is the Bloodwraith Mark," he says, his voice hollow. "My father tried to break a sacred bond, and Vorrak punished our entire bloodline for it. This curse turns emotion into hunger. The stronger I feel, the more dangerous I become. And with you…" He shakes his head. "Everything I feel is amplified a hundredfold. Your fear feeds me. Yo

"We must present this to the elders. Right now. I intended to debate. I could manage this alone, I said. In my heart, though, I knew the truth. I couldn't. The pack elders gathered in the great hall, examining the mark on my wrist with stern expressions. One of them, Elder Miren, an elderly woman, used her fingertips to trace the dark lines. She went pallid. She said, "It's as I feared." Darius grimaced. "What do you mean?" Elder Miren's eyes locked with mine. "This mark is not typical. It is a symptom of an old curse. A shiver went through me. "A curse?" Her head nodded. A prophecy was made a long time ago. A darkly marked soul, a cursed soul that had the power to bring Viktor back, was men

“You don't keep mentioning it or you'll have the whole world hear of it.’’ I snapped. She cussed underneath her breath, sweeping her bag over her shoulders before walking out, intentionally nudging her shoulder against mine. I couldn't help wondering if perhaps, Keegan made her get a new one after discovering she probably threw the previous one away. This mark must be really something. Turns out that not only Alpha Levi suffers from a curse after all. I might be a curse myself. I left straight for my room, into the bathroom. Took off my clothes before the mirror and located the crescent-shaped birthmark somewhere at the back of my left shoulder. Through a little difficulty, I was able to att

LAYLA Standing in front of the mirror, I stared at the mark on my neck. Yeah. That mark. You know the one you get after your fated mate marks you with a kiss. Although my mark looked like it, it was literally smoking like a cursed barbecue. Black smoke curled out of it with little flashes of red, like someone shoved a demon inside my skin, but whatever it was, I was so happy about it. My entire existence was not in vain. I finally had a purpose goddess chose me for.

Davil grows into a giant and a tear drops. "Losing her child and womb is nothing compared to what I plan to take from her. I will take and take until she is isolation and I will have the last attack. I will break her until there is nothing left to break. An eye for the whole body part, "he grin, and I walk backwards. Davil continues, "She doesn't deserve to be happy. A curse deserves to be treated as one"

Candles flickered around her feet, their flames had no source, and no wind could extinguish them. I stepped forward and dropped to one knee, bowing my head in reverence. The talisman pulsed in my palm, then dissolved into dust. The offering was accepted. “Alpha Liam,” her voice echoed from everywhere and nowhere. “You return to me at last.” I kept my head low. “I need answers.” “I know.” “I need to know why the curse still clings to me. Why is it burning worse now? Why she…” “You speak of the girl.” I looked up.

What he cared was only what his master thought of him. He lifted his paw and put it on top of Wu Shi Jian's hand and the moment he took it away, a pentagram appeared on the back of Wu Shi Jian's hand. "This.." Wu Shi Jian stared at the pentagram mark on his hand, clearly dumbfounded. "Don't worry, others won't be able to see it. This mark will shine bright red when it's near the person who gave you that curse." Bai Hu said and returned to Ming Yue's side. "I see.." Wu Shi Jian bowed slightly, "I am in your debt."

I didn’t even realize it was mine until Nina grabbed my shoulders. My hand flew to the mark, scratching at it, trying desperately to scrape it off. Skin peeled under my nails, streaks of blood smearing the dragon. Jenny’s sharp voice sliced through my screams. “Get away from her, Nina. That’s a curse.” Nina jerked back as though scalded. “A curse?” Jenny wrinkled her nose and backed away until her spine touched the door. She pulled Nina with her—her precious daughter. “Have you ever seen a wolf with a dragon’s mark? This must be a curse from the moon goddess.”

Xerxes’ expression was filled with inconsolable resentment as he said, “Jade Benmore, your master’s father died at the hands of the Witch Cult. Eleanor Curtis, the tactician, was once controlled by the Witch Cult members for over a hundred years. And I...” He suddenly pulled down his clothes and exposed his shoulder. That area of illusory skin faded away, revealing the real bone. The crowd saw a dark red mark on top of his shoulder. It looked like a skull entangled by a snake. Hiss! Alex’s eyes abruptly narrowed. He had seen the mark before. It was on his classmate, Hayley Hanson. He had not been able to think of a way to dispel Hayley’s curse. Even if his cultivation level had skyrocketed,

“The council requests your presence inside. They claim the storm is too fierce.” She did not turn around. “The storm is irrelevant. It’s the mark.” Rowan positioned himself beside her, his dark hair dampened by the rain, his eyes glowing like gold even in the dim light. “The Curse Mark?” Aria nodded. Beneath her collarbone, the faint crescent-shaped mark throbbed with a warmth that radiated through her ribs and throat. It was no longer pain—it was a summons. “It’s reacting once more,” Rowan said quietly, his brow furrowed. “More intensely than before.”