Sasuke Cursed Seal Novels & Stories

Zelda. Brenda's hands tightened on my shoulders. "Remember what I said? It ends here," she hissed. I swallowed hard and fretfully turned back to look behind me, I wanted to push her off me but I also knew that any wrong move from me would make the situation worse. Suddenly, A car screeched loudly to a halt nearby, distracting Brenda momentarily. As she turned, a stranger emerged—a man with blazing golden eyes. My gazes locked on his, and a surge of energy coursed through me. Strength I'd never known surged through my limbs.

Before blood starts pouring, something in me snaps and I look up at him, through the strands of hair that are now covering my face, through my narrowed brows and my half lidded eyes. “I’d rather die than allow someone to marry me to you!” I hiss at him, my throat dry, as blood starts dripping from my nose, making everything taste icky and metallic, my mouth flooding with some blood too as blood seeps through my lips when I speak. “Still have the guts to talk back, I see-” Father Cassimir smirks with a twisted grimace still adorning his already ugly and unkept face. “I’ll make sure that such behavior will be left behind, long before you crawl into my bed, witch!” he warns, grabbing me by my t

Sebastian looked away and suddenly a familiar scream echoed in his head. IT'S A CURSE OF A DAUGHTER. He flinched shaking his head and gulping down. Sparing a single glance at Darren he walked back to the punching bag grabbing it with both hands. The bag was slightly ripped off, why couldn't he get that particular sentence out of his end from the night she spat on his face? Something bigger and unchangeable might happen.

Monster. “P-please,” She choked on a sob. “L-let me g-go, please!” I was a fucking monster. 'You are cursed.' A voice started. 'You will never know what it feels like to fall in love or be loved.' 'You shall kill your own mate with your bare hands.' 'You will never know peace as long as you live. You will question your own existence.' 'I curse you, Kaizen Cage!' I immediately took my hands off of Aurora's neck, watching emotionlessly as she fell to the ground trying to catch her breath. She scooted away from me, watching me with wide terrified eyes.

sarcasm laced with my words. Caleb bursts out laughing before he finally picked up his cup. He swirled the tea dramatically before taking a sip. “It might be hibiscus to you but it's definitely lemon to me.” I didn’t touch mine. I couldn't even think about the tea, not with what he just told me now. They hated me for my curse. Now, they hated me for finding a cure. What exactly do they want from me? My death? Caleb leaned back, watching me. “You know you’re too proud sometimes. I know you want to stand on your own, but the elders aren’t just people. They are the control networks joining all the packs together. They are the things you’ll need to run a successful race.”

She pressed herself against the wall, peeking through the gap. Father Zerus stood with his back to her, his cassock already on the floor, his broad shoulders bare. He was reaching for a clean shirt when she saw it—the tattoo that covered his left shoulder blade. It is a serpent, coiled around a dagger, its scales , its eyes burning with an inner fire. The dagger was stained with drops of blood, and beneath it, a single word was etched in elegant script: Sosa. Krystal's blood turned to ice. The club. The night she had been so drunk she could barely stand. The man she had walked into, the man whose hand she had grabbed, dragging him through the crowd. The man she had kissed before he had pushe

"What do you want?" "Freedom. And justice." The face moved forward slightly, the stone around it cracking like an eggshell. "Your ancestor promised an exchange: one of us would go free every generation to serve as the guardian of the seal. But they broke their word. They imprisoned us completely, using their blood as an eternal lock. And you, Siron, are the final key. The strongest. The Soul Flower is in full bloom, that is the sign that the seal is ready to be opened or… transformed into a permanent prison."

— Back in the library, Luka was digging through another set of Cassiel’s sealed records when he came across a sheet of parchment bound in thin leather. He held it up, squinting. “You guys might want to see this.” Selene and Theoden leaned in. Scrawled in the center, in spidery script, were only four words: “The seal remembers Theoden.” The room went silent. Darius looked up from the corner and muttered, “That’s gotta be flattering and terrifying at the same time.” Theoden’s jaw tightened. Selene reached over, gently placing her hand on his. The shard in his coat began to glow just a little brighter.