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Cursed Me Captain Of The Shadow

Reincarnation Of The Cursed Witch

#She cursed herself to never be in love only to fall harder for him# ... "I know you like me and I like you too. But with my status, I can't lower myself to marry a mistress's daughter. Someone like you fit only to be my toy" Hearing the man she loved say such heartbreaking words, Lilian was devastated. "Even if I were to be reborn, love shall be the last thing I feel for a man" she cursed herself on her deathbed. And she was reborn as Rosalind Hellebore, nicknamed as Little Miss 'I hate men' ... Lucien Kingsley was asked to help find a girl. He met the girl and was unknowingly attracted to her. And there begins his hunt to capture the prey that jumped a step away from him every time he stepped forward. ... "How do you want to pay for this?" Lucien asked wiping the wine stains on his suit jacket. "I'll wash it myself" Rosie muttered, with her head lowered. "Not happening" Lucien's voice was cold and decisive. "Then I'll pay the amount in instalments. For now, take this" Rosie uttered, taking out the two hundred dollar bills she saved after working for two long months. "Just until when will you pay me the full amount like this?" Lucien scoffed. "What do you want me to do then? I'm not from a rich family like you. I'm dirt poor. Even the dress I'm wearing now was bought by someone else" Rosie felt her eyes burn but held back the tears as tears were the last thing she wanted to show him now. "How about you work for me?" Lucien's voice was the softest he ever used on anyone. "Why should I work for you? What if you just trying to lure me into a trap?" Rosie asked. That was it. Rosie, the little lamb and Lucien, the big bad wolf started their banter. Read more to know how Rosalind and Lucien take on a journey of love and mystery.
SG2905 · 15.1K Views

The Cursed Exorsict

In a fractured world teetering on the brink of chaos, the Tree of Eternal Life—a source of unimaginable power—remains sealed away, its roots the only barrier between harmony and ruin. For centuries, the four worlds; Heaven, Hell, Purgatory and The Material world have been kept apart by Yahweh’s decree. Now, whispers of rebellion stir, driven by a force ancient and vengeful. Jeremiah Mason has carried a curse since childhood—a pact forged in blood with Lucifer himself, bound to the demon Eosphoros. Shunned as a devil and haunted by a power he never asked for, Jeremiah’s soul burns with a single desire: to prove he is more than the darkness that clings to him. But in a world where strength is survival, he must decide whether to embrace his curse or forge a path through sheer will, even if it destroys him. Rakael, born of angelic blood, watched her clan slaughtered in a night of fire and death. Consumed by vengeance, she made unholy pacts, choices that stained her wings forever. Now an Exorcist, Rakael fights to atone, carrying a blade forged from her guilt. But with every strike against the forces of hell, the ghosts of her past only draw closer. When a secret sect rises to unite the worlds and unleash the Tree’s power, humanity’s fragile existence is thrust into peril. As Jeremiah and Rakael uncover the truth, they realize the stakes are far greater than they imagined: Lucifer himself plots to use the Tree to exact his ultimate revenge on Yahweh, reclaiming the place he lost in Heaven. With the line between good and evil blurred, Jeremiah and Rakael are forced to confront not only their enemies but their own demons. How far will they go to protect a broken world? And when the time comes to choose, will they save humanity—or damn it? The Cursed Exorcist is a dark fantasy epic of power, vengeance, and redemption, where every choice cuts deeper and the cost of survival may be too high to pay.
Sataroth · 1.7K Views

The Dragon's Shadow

In the church's prison, a man looked at his shackles. 'Little girl... is this the ending you wanted to see?' Thinking back to that resolute and pretty face in his memory and that golden hair like the blooming sunset, Lister sighed. 'If I had known that my end will be like this, I might as well have abandoned that little useless princess, opened a small tavern, and found a woman to spend my life with.' "Man, how unlucky am I..." Lister remembered that while he was playing with these little fluffy monster girls, he used to often tease a certain witch that she would accidentally end up on the stake, making her puzzled, but he didn't expect that he would be the one to go up first. "If all this could start over... I should have chosen the monster girls after all." "Oh? Really?" A cold yet teasing voice sounded beside him. As he turned his head to look, powerful magic energy gathered and swirled, and finally, a tall female figure walked out of it. She wore a tight black dress that showed off her curvy, mature figure. Lister knew her... or rather, should have known her. 'The Sinful Dragon Demon Lord, Priscilla' "Did you really mean it when you said you'd choose monster girls?" "...I wonder if the mighty Demon Lord has decided to grace me with a heart-to-heart in this cozy little prison." "As expected of the mastermind who single-handedly helped that incompetent woman to the throne. Even now you have the energy to crack jokes?" "You flatter me. I think it's quite humanistic for a Demon Lord who has children for breakfast, lunch, and dinner to chat with a dying man in prison." "Tsk, getting upset over a little teasing already?" "Sigh, alright, I don't have much time either. Let me get to the point with you. What are you still waiting for here, waiting to die?" "I don't know, maybe waiting for a female Demon Lord to come swoop in and save me?" "You know Aurola has abandoned you. What are you still hoping for?" "...So what does this have to do with the Demon Lord? We only have a very shallow cooperative relationship; I don't think it matters if I die or not." "Of course it does." Priscilla smiled and pressed the blunt end of her dragon horn against his forehead. "Because I want you, but I'm different from Aurola. What she gave you, I can give. What she couldn't give you, I can also give. Didn't you want to choose monster girls? In the Demon Capital, there are all kinds of monster girls. You can pick whichever you like." "Then, are there fluffy and warm ones?" "...I think the ones with hard scales and slender, elegant physiques are not bad either." "Ahem, I digress." "Anyway, I understand you better than you think. As long as you come with me to the Demon Capital, I will satisfy your everything within my power. As long as you promise me one thing..." "I know." Lister picked up where Priscilla left off, smiling back at her. "You want me, right?" "What a smarty~. So, you agree?" "Mm. I'll go with you." 'And come on, it's fluffy monster girls' 'I can't refuse.'
haytham_ · 458.2K Views
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