The Cursed God

The Cursed God

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, May 30, 2026
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Fiction
Paranormal
Werewolves
Shifters
Supernatural Creatures
He was the Alpha-King ,an immortal who walked the earth with the weight of centuries on his shoulders. He possessed every vanity a man could desire: absolute power, limitless wealth, and the kind of respect born from terror. Yet, he was a king of ashes. To him, the world was silent. He had been cast out of the God's Realm, branded a murderer, and abandoned by those of his own blood. His sister's heart was a well of venom; his father had stripped him of his name; and his mother had perished the moment he drew his first breath. He had everything, which meant he had nothing left to lose. Until he found her. She was a ghost in a living body, broken by a fate that had stolen her entire world in one night. She wasn't looking for a savior, and he wasn't looking for a purpose. But two broken halves sometimes make a jagged whole. This is their journey: two souls who lost everything only to find that the universe wasn't finished with them yet. #1 in paranormal #1 in alphaking
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WARNING: THIS BOOK HAS MAJOR PLOT HOLES, AND IS ALL TOGETHER VERY BAD. I SUGGEST YOU READ MY NEW BOOK, Skeletons In My Closet. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. When they slowly cut my skin, I didn't scream, when I felt their blades lightly drag across my stomach and legs I didn't shake. This was my life and I was used to it. It was fine. When they slowly cut my skin, I didn't scream, when I felt their blades lightly drag across my stomach and legs I didn't shake. This was my life and I was used to it. It was fine. When his red stamp hit my card, I couldn't dare look. But those red letters attacked my eyes; Weak. ---------------------- This was the Alpha playing with his food. I could imagine how he would stalk to me, his head high with all his teeth showing. His pure white fur not being touched by the dust he had created when he chased after me. I can only imagine how every step for him would be a leap for me. That blood would hang from his mouth and drip onto the forest floor but not even faze his fangs. I was terrified of him. Even if I couldn't bring myself to mention it, to be weak and choose to submit. These thoughts kept me running, the invisible echo of a laugh that wasn't really there stayed in my ear, even though he was nowhere to be. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• He was terrifying, but yet, at he same time he was safe. AU: I STARTED WRITING THIS 2 YEARS AGO. ITS NOT THE BEST STORY.

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