Tails Doll Curse Novels & Stories

My senses exploded. I could hear the wings of moths. Smell the dew clinging to the grass. I could feel the heartbeats of those walking nearby in the pack square. Everything was… alive. More alive than I’d ever known it could be. I rose to my knees, shaky and gasping. My hands were still human, but filled with something deeper now. Something wild. Zorry hummed beneath my skin, a protective presence. Her thoughts tangled with mine, her instincts sharpening mine, "The curse they feared… it was never a curse. It was me. Hiding. Waiting. Watching."

She was curious about what she needed them for, but in the end, she resigned from asking. “There is one more thing, sweetheart,” she added with a worried expression on her wrinkled sallow face. “If you mix them together, the liquids lose their colours and the whole mixture becomes transparent. Nothing leaves after a person who drinks it. Only dried-up bones and the enormous pain of every single person suffering from a broken heart at that time. This is a powerful curse. It works after sunset and goes away at dusk. And then again and again. It does not kill the victim. It makes his life hell.” The witch reached Jenn’s hands and gave her all three vials. She suddenly started to rush as if she

His ruthless greed and hunger for power had poisoned him inside and out. Layla wondered about Nolwenn's curse placed on Ravana and those he turned. The First Chosen had said that to break her curse that Layla's heart would have to break one last time. With a shudder, she remembered when Atreus slit his own throat with the dagger. Her heart had broken the moment he died before being resurrected. Yet, the curse had not broken then. The curse finally broke when Atreus killed Ravana with The First Chosen's stake.

Feeling a little too tired from standing too long with him, I removed myself from his grip and walked down to the main dining table. I sat right on it even when I was sure I would not want another pack member to mirror my movement. He knew just what to do. So slowly, he opened up my legs so he could stand right between and wrap his hands once again around me. “She says I can’t drink your tea because with what she found out, the curse reacts differently with every carrier. We also have a few bullies in this pack but it has been taken care of and Talia’s eyes can turn red,” I explained how I spent my entire five hours outside my room without him and he listened like his life depended on it.

The Witch Guardian began, her voice quivering slightly. “It’s ancient… and dark. The spell that was performed in Daimon’s realm was meant to bind the child to Daimon’s will. But because it was interrupted, the magic turned unstable, creating a self-destructive curse”. “What does that mean?” Mia asked, her brows furrowed. The Witch Guardian closed her eyes for a moment, gathering her thoughts. When she opened them, her gaze locked onto Evelyn and Alex. “The curse is feeding on the baby’s life force… and Evelyn’s as well. It’s why she’s weakening so quickly. If left untreated, it will… it will consume them both”.

My head jerked to the side, the taste of blood filling my mouth. Then, Mandy leaned in close, her words dripping with malice. "Listen carefully, Amelia. I orchestrated Heidi's death. I made Timmy pretend to be sick. I deliberately didn't notify Simon to pick her up and even faked her voice message. I even tempered with the car windows so the wolves could get in!" "Mandy, you'll rot in hell!" I thrashed wildly, desperate to break free and tear her apart. Mandy laughed at my fury, her face twisted with perverse joy. "Look at you, Amelia. You're like a madwoman!"

Satisfaction sits well in Orav's heart, but still the fire was not extinguished. "This curse will last a lifetime. No greater power shall ever break it." The curse was completely bestowed. It is done. She released the moon's power. All of the joyous taste of it vanished, but she has never felt fulfilled. But the contentment was short-lived when she saw her Ara Mai, lifeless as her blood pooled on her body. There was a bite on her neck, a clean kill. Not far from her was the child, still covered with sheets. Knowing it would break her heart into pieces, she walk towards the child, every step weighs her down. The horror registered on her face as she took her moment to look at the babe. He had

Watching her leave in high spirits, I felt a weight lift from my heart. The moment she had gifted me the bottle, I'd asked my best friend to pass it along to the neighbors. Their son, Derrick, had XYY syndrome and was notorious for his cruelty—tormenting stray cats and, more recently, attempting to assault a little girl. His mother, equally unreasonable and vicious, had made herself a terror in the neighborhood. Most people avoided them at all costs. When I offered the bottle to them, they were only too happy to accept it. Though Derrick was already an adult, his mental development had frozen at age five, and he still used baby bottles to drink water.

An offer was given to them, their puppet child must marry a bastard son in exchange for a large sum of money and a few percent of the stock in the large company. Dahlia didn't refuse as she blamed herself for the curse. However, the unexpected happened once again. On June 24, Dahlia received her curse. Just as the bus hit her, memories that don't belong to her shows up as time slowed down. "I curse you and all your generation to bring all misfortune to everyone around you! You will give birth to a baby who is born with the black eyes that hold this curse!" "And... When the baby reached the same age as my son you killed, the curse will hunt that child to death the same day you killed my son!"

Then, they unleashed their strongest attacks without hesitation. Bea threw out a handful of red threads. Each red thread was like a murderous laser. On the other hand, Alex scattered a handful of paper dolls. He had not used the Paper Doll Curse of Three Realms for a long time. It was a relatively mysterious curse. The power of the Paper Doll Curse of Three Realms would increase, corresponding to Alex’s cultivation level. Most importantly, it could distort reality. “Rawr—” The paper dolls landed on the ground and turned into humans, including Bea and Alex.