The Curse Of The Were-rabbit Novels & Stories

“It’s a female, with a black coat and eyes as red as blood!” “What?” “What is it Frank, do you know her?” Darren and I are watching in silence and my mate holds me down by one hand. “So? Do you know her?” Vlad asked again, confusing. “If what you say is true there was only a wolf with these characteristics .... they called her the Cursed Alpha! But it’s impossible that it is her, she died many years ago!” “Are you sure?” Vlad said, confirming. “Yes, I ordered it and I saw her death with my own eyes!”

If he thought these wolves would act like lambs to the slaughter. “We line them up and perform the ritual all at once.” Alfred tried again to explain to the resistant wolf. He couldn’t understand what the problem was. It would be over in minutes. He just needed them close together so that one set of reagents would influence the magical anchors that kept the curse attached to them. Once that was released, he’d mark it all return to sender. That’s probably the last thing Veronica would expect to happen.

She reassured me. "This white wolf,” I cleared my throat as I asked, “what does it mean exactly?” Dr Celia inhaled and exhaled slowly. "The white wolf is...actually, let me go back to the beginning." "The beginning?" "Yes." She said. “See, long ago, a curse was placed on the packs. The nature of the curse is quite.... peculiar. A very powerful witch was defeated by the Blackwood Pack and Stoneheart Pack. Her powers were sealed, but she cast a powerful curse in her final moments.”

“Not just any witch. But the chosen one, and it wasn't that easy. We were created from a curse. Long ago, there were two tribes in a certain place. One was large and powerful. Many other tribes respected them so much that they even made them the main axis of other tribes. Many marriages were conducted to unite the two great tribes. But the glory of both tribes made them arrogant. They killed and harmed other tribes, exploiting them. Until one day, they massacred a tribe that turned out to be inhabited by a powerful witch. She cast a curse before her death. The witch cursed the infant grandson of the two tribal chiefs, that the child would be the downfall of both tribes. And sure enough, by t

They don’t have anyone to defend them anymore. Curtis realizing that he have made friend with the wrong people let out a burst of laughter. At last, his old age have made his mind gibberish. Even his judgment wasn’t what it used to be like anymore. For he have joined hands with an unworthy ally. He thought about his sins and the guilt against his clan. He sighs and whispers, “Even she won’t be able to help if the whole entire werewolves clans comes for us.” Then a chuckle of madness crackled the air. He almost sounds as if he was ready for his demise. Austin thought it was strange as this eagle was looking rather cheerful before his death “What’s so funny?” asked Austin. He thought that mayb

Hissing in pain, I gazed at my palm to see small flecks of blood seeping from the wounds. A small satisfied groan sounded, as mother eyed me. “With her blood, he shall come. He shall rise and cleanse this world of those unworthy!” Grabbing mother, Gabriel threw her to the ground. Gasping, I jumped to my feet as a dark brown wolf lunged at me. Before the cursed could latch its foamed mouth around my leg, a brown wolf with red flecks locked its jaws around the cursed one's neck. It whimpered and thrashed as it clawed at the wolf’s underbelly, but the wolf only tightened its jaws till it stopped moving. My eyes locked onto the jaw that tightly held the curse. The sight of blood flowing down its

Kilaila: “ How long will you persist in this! Baderrinwa: “ He'll be better off without me! Don't you understand? Kilaila: “ What do you mean? Kataleya: “ I will never be able to give Igor what Núria can give him! Kilaila passed her hand over his face: “ Behold me! The two of them walked to Kataleya's room. Kilaila sat down while Kataleya circled in place. “ Speak quickly! “Kilaila said anxiously. Kataleya: “ I made a curse! Kilaila: “ What kind of plague? Kataleya: “I don't know if you remember, but everyone who raped me died! One of them was our sister Marrifa's husband. Kilaila: “ What did you do? Kataleya: “” All men who mess with me will die in the most painful way, they will die in ten

I had to get out of here as fast and as far as I could, there was no other way. Why did Junior refer to the wolf mum as "what is going on, Lucifer?" Why are you acting so strangely? Why, Fabian, did you ask that? "Because that's who she is," I said, "what the hell is going on, Lucifer." She is who she is, says Fabian. You're claiming that she died and was then resurrected in another person's body? Lucifer asked in answer. The reason Jr. was able to identify his mother, in Fabian's opinion, is because he is still fairly young and hence still has a connection to her. Lucifer questioned his own powers and mused, "Why wasn't I able to recognize her as my mate back then?" She may have been trying

Morwen led us to the wooden table and gestured for us to sit. Alistair sank into a chair, his breathing shallow. I sat beside him, refusing to let go of his hand. "The witch's curse is old magic," Morwen said, pouring dark liquid into three cups. "It's designed to destroy a wolf from the inside out. First the connection to their animal. Then their strength. Then their will to live." "Is there a cure?" I asked. Morwen slid a cup toward me. "There is always a cure. But it comes with a price."

The Shriek was a terrible sound that a werewolf heard when the first stage of the bond rupture happened. It was a long and painful process. I had read Sage Winters series of published books on the Rejected and found it quite interesting. The Omega was an intellectually sound werewolf, almost close to being a genius. Her first book which was titled Not a Virus was an interesting read. She had academically detailed the process of the Bond-rupture explicitly in a way that was easy to understand. She was right. What was happening was far from a virus. It was a curse.