Tails Doll Curse Novels & Stories

The only way to go about this was to seal the child's wolf so that he may grow to be ordinary— nothing more. No bastard was going to carry on his lineage, especially not a child that belonged to his most prominent foe. Greyson inhaled profoundly, and the process began. A bubble of lightning surrounded him and the child as he fluttered his eyes shut and chanted the spell to activate the curse. The space was illuminated by bright blue light that permeated from his cursed energy. It swirled around them as his lips moved faster, faintly whispering the curse to seal the child's wolf.

"You've returned." I nod solemnly. "It's done. She’ll be here soon.” Elora arches an elegant eyebrow, a knowing smile playing at the corners of her lips. “Seems like this was a bit too easy, no?” My eyes narrow, my patience wearing thin. "You promised that once the task was complete, the curse would be lifted. That was our agreement." Elora's smile doesn't waver as she waves a dismissive hand. "Oh, did I say that?" She moves closer until her fingers brush against my shoulder. “The thing about agreements…you should always get them in writing.”

"But we need to find Lydia, and we need to figure out how to lift this curse. We've got a long road ahead of us, and we can't afford any more mistakes." "I'm so sorry about all of this," Ethan grumbled. "Just pray that we find a solution out of this situation you put us in. And I hope you learn a valuable lesson this time," Ethan hung his head low, his fingers fidgeting. "We need to think of something," he announced facing the rest of the pack. "Hey, what about witches?" Lucas hesitated, glancing around at the others to gauge their reactions. "I mean, they're powerful, right? And since one of them placed the curse, which means a witch can lift it too?"

Queen Mila stared anxiously at him, she was ready to do anything to save her son from the curse that had been placed on him, even before his existence. Her son, Jamal the prince of Zedora had been cursed by Naja, a winter witch to an heart of ice and stone, years before he was born, after finding out that King Carne, Jamal's grandfather was responsible for the death of five maidens from the winter clan, two of which were her apprentice. She had then placed a curse on his third generation which happened to be Jamal. At first, it was called off as a bluff. Not until Jamal was born and he didn't cry like every other new born child neither he laugh. His face was still with no emotions present.

The woman announced as she motions for us to come closer. The first costume consists of full reds. There was a black corset and top underneath it but the bottom one was red and so was the hood. “This costume is inspired from the character in the famous tale, little red riding hood which is a little red herself. Red Riding Hood is a tale about a young girl who comes to visit her grandmother only to find a wolf that plans to eat her. It was quite a happy ending since the wolf was killed and they were safe,” The woman told the tale.

The mist twirled on the air, forming into a doodle of a demon and the other of a long droopy hat— a characteristic of a peculiar creature. “Demon and a witch,” Belle noted what she saw. “Mr. Dante was cursed by a demon’s curse that now falls on me,” whispered Belle. “And a curse is the speciality of a witch.” “Smart girl,” he praised that caused her heart to widen. Belle gulp, not wanting to dwell on how she felt delighted being praised by the demon prince.

Kael said but Talon still remained quiet. "I don't know how to explain it. It started all of a sudden at the game. I was okay before but now, whenever someone touches me, I become dizzy and I'm in pain." "Might be a curse," Jett said making me gasp. A curse? "A curse is a spell that is super hard to undo. We have to find the person that cast the spell and the medium used in casting the spell." Talon explained speaking for the first time since I woke up.

“Sure.” Kayson walked toward the entrance of the Killicks’ residence. He had just approached the door when an old, dazed-looking butler stopped him. “This is the Killicks’ residence. No one is allowed to enter without permission. Please leave.” Kayson raised his hand and jabbed the old butler’s forehead. The butler’s eyes shut, and he collapsed on the ground. “That’s the Voodoo Curse!” At that exact moment, Kayson realized that every person in the Killick family had been cursed with the Voodoo Curse.

She would most likely have been killed by an activated curse. Like the Underground Creep, it filtered souls by their resonance, defining creatures based on the very essence of their being. A room appeared before them, empty, save for the square tiles upon the foyer arranged in a spiral pattern. Mistress Toussard stood upon one and turned to Lady Lucia with a grin on her face. "This is it."

' Miracle shook her head though she could foresee what it was going to be. The girl was about to start when Rex interrupted. "Oh, come on, Jessamine! Don't scare our new classmate! We don't even know if it's true," he said, putting a knee on his chair as he turned around to take attendance. "Please, I doubt it's a rumor. Students get horribly killed every eighteen years. This place is so freaking cursed. Have you forgotten how secluded this island used to be? And you call yourself a Syihuex-ian?—Oh, wait," Jessamine paused, remembering a point. "I forgot you just moved here a few months ago."