Story cover for Cursed by WaniniM
Cursed
  • WpView
    Reads 175
  • WpVote
    Votes 25
  • WpPart
    Parts 7
  • WpHistory
    Time 1h 17m
  • WpView
    Reads 175
  • WpVote
    Votes 25
  • WpPart
    Parts 7
  • WpHistory
    Time 1h 17m
Complete, First published May 22, 2024
A witch and a werewolf. To the park, that is a curse. She would be a monster! They would reject her and she would do nothing more than not backing down without a fight. She will be the monster they fear. She will be ruthless. She will be the greatest freak of nature! She cackled loudly closing the door tight shut at that revelation feeling all mighty and pleased with her deed. As always!
All Rights Reserved
Sign up to add Cursed to your library and receive updates
or
#248wolves
Content Guidelines
You may also like
You may also like
Slide 1 of 10
Daughters of Hecate: Impure Blood. cover
Victorious  cover
I am a wolfire cover
My Badass Mate cover
Mate Killer - A Demon Series (#Wattys2016) cover
A hybrid wolf rejected. (Edited) cover
The Devils Daughter cover
Second Chance Book 1 cover
Werewolves and Witches cover
War of the Hybrids Heart  cover

Daughters of Hecate: Impure Blood.

10 parts Complete Mature

Born between two worlds, despised by those who should love her. Being labeled as "defective", "incomplete", "impure". Suffering repeated and constant persecution. How could she believe in happiness? Her heart had been bombarded by countless insults over the years in her home pack..., but against the setbacks of life, she remained determined to overcome all obstacles and prove that she was not weak but "unique", as her father always claimed. Her Witch blood did not diminish her courage at all... But lately she had been feeling strange... dreaming every night of a man, or rather, of his silhouette. The strength he emanated was terrifying, like a being from the coldest, most soulless underworld... making her doubt her real existence and her own sanity..., but why, even though she felt a terror that paralyzed her body, she couldn't forget the sadness she saw in his eyes? They were begging... for what? Someone? A love? To be rescued? Who was that "God" that lived in the darkness? His face gave her the feeling of recognition, he was not totally strange to her soul..., but at the same time, she was absolutely sure she had never seen him before... her blood warmed and her heart beat faster... What did it all mean? Was it all a result of her longing for her companion who she was told would never come? Or did it really have some other meaning? I had to find out...