Novel & Cerita Who Cursed Subaru

He simply walked up to Marcus and patted his shoulder. "I'm at a loss for words. I thought..." As he gazed at his best friend, Marcus was at a loss for words. For ten years, he had believed he had betrayed him, and in the meantime, he had been cursed, but how come? " The curse thing, did it have something to do with that witch girl? " " I thought you would have forgotten about it." Kane flashed a dazzling grin. "After the death of his daughter, it was her father who cursed me. He believed I was to blame for her death."

Fuck, she can be so cruel. “Don’t drive like a maniac, you red demon,” Indra spoke up, hitting the back of the driver’s seat. Wes turns to look at us briefly and smirked before the car jolted forward. Indra screamed. “You son of a puta,” she continues to let out a string of curses.

The hoarse voice answer, till maintaining the low pitch. " Controlled? Hahaha. Trying to fool me " Marcus sarcastically retort back. " He isn't saying anything wrong Marcus .He was surely controlled .Didnt I tell you I would rule over him and you .Just wait some more."the cold voice ended the stance with a laugh, causing Marcus to froze in his thoughts. " Fire.." Marcus tried to call the later one. " Hahahha. Checking for me." The cold voice told with sudden playfulness. " Fire is cursed .The cursed which would destroy you , Marcus .Destroy you."

He then winced at her letting her know he was going to tell his son everything. She noticed this and walked out excusing them to have a father-son talk. Yahiko sighed and looked at his son then he opened his mouth slowly to spit the heavy words slowly " Kazuma, he uttered, yanking his attention over to him, I think you are cursed"; he whispered under his breath. Kazuma was shocked by what he heard his father say, "And what does that mean"; he asked tensed up "It means you have an ability that makes you different from others and based on my hypothesis, I think you're cursed with the power of reincarnation," he muttered, letting Kazuma process all that he just said before.

Maybe my pain and anger could do something. I sat up suddenly, my hands trembling with fury, repeating the words through gritted teeth. “I curse anyone who wants my mate to die. I curse them all.” The room felt charged, like the air around me had thickened, but I didn’t know if it was just the intensity of my emotions or something else entirely. Could I really curse them? Could my pain, my rage, actually do something to stop this? I repeated it again, louder this time, as if willing the universe to hear me. “I curse anyone who wants my mate to die.”

Blood, betrayal, a baby born of two powerful lines, hidden away, marked by fate. Marked to be cursed. “You were born under the Rift’s shadow,” a voice said behind me. Not my parents this time, but the pale figure from the forest. Kai. “You weren’t just fated to a mate,” he said slowly. “You were cursed to destroy him… or save him.” “What… what do you mean?” I gasped, clutching my head as the pain grew worse. “You are the cursed mate,” Kai whispered. “Chosen by power, not love. Your bond to Finnick was never meant to be easy. It was meant to break you… or remake you.”

I'm at the supermarket when an old woman I don't know suddenly grips my hand tightly. I instinctively shield my baby bump, but she says, "Someone has placed a swap spell on you. The dead baby is about to be transferred to your body soon." I think she's a liar, but she says, "Hurry up and try to make yourself vomit. You should try to throw up as much of that fish you just ate as you can."

There were two glass jars inside with my head and kidney both soaking in formaldehyde. "What gives that bitch the right to be your wife? She even got one of your kidneys," Carmen snarled as she caressed the two jars. "That's why I took it out. I'm returning it to you now. What I can't have, I won't let anyone else have either. My godfather will be here soon. He'll kill all of you to avenge my father!" There was a glimmer of love in Evan's eyes as he stared at my head in the jar. He reached into his pocket and gripped the scalpel inside tightly.

“Where I control myself.” Her gaze lifted to mine. “This is where you came… that night?” “Yes.” She hesitated, then asked softly, “Why does it happen to you…What's the beast they talk about?” I exhaled slowly. “It’s a curse. When it happens, it demands blood. The only good thing is that it makes me stronger in battle. Deadlier. But it also takes from me…eats me slowly” She stepped closer to me. “Then why did it take over when we were kissing?”

Lucius POV The room was a good deal colder than it had been before. I sat on the edge of my bed, and I was holding that old medical file in both hands. I turned the pages with my shaky fingers. The words were necessarily faded, yet, at the same time, obvious enough to destroy all of my knowledge. Five years ago, I said to myself, Toxic exposure. My heart felt all twisted. The curse began to behave strangely five years ago. It was then that the violent incidents became more severe, and when I began to lose grip of my wolf.