Novel & Cerita Mala

had been broken. “I am the King!” Malakai roared, and for a second, his power flared—a desperate, dying embers of the god he had tried to become. He lunged at me, his claws extended. But he never reached me. A massive black shadow crashed through the hole in the ceiling, slamming into Malakai with the force of a falling star. It was a wolf and the largest I had ever seen. Its fur is the colour of midnight and its eyes the colour of a summer storm.

"If he’s cheating on me, I’ll have her head. I’ll kill them both." "Maria, wait," I said, but she wasn't listening. She was already limping toward the house, her emerald gown torn by the bushes. I looked down at the floor of the gazebo and saw something glinting in the moonlight. I picked it up. It was a small, silver pendant—a mirror-shaped charm. It was exactly like the one Diana wore. My heart dropped. The "Mirror of Malice" wasn't just a name for my marriage. It was a web, and we were all caught in it.

LYRA “Excuse me. I’ll be back,” Malaki murmured, already turning away before I could even lift a finger to stop him. His scent dark, woodsy, familiar lingered for a moment, then faded into the noise of the hall. And just like that, I was alone.

“Testing her patience.” Kieran smirked. His hand punched thumb and forefinger together, tapping twice at his chin. “Seeds?” Implying at the thing she does with the little black seeds. Malen nodded, her hands forming small circles near her chest. “Healing drills.” She signed 'injury' by tracing her middle finger down her opposite arm, then shook her head sharply. “Fake.” A quick downward push of both hands. “Skip chores" Her fingers paused midair, then brushed forward. “She saw right through it.”

Thankfully, the familiar, horrible sight of Malia and her disemboweled mother wasn't there anymore. " Here is the ride", the voice said and I waited for a too-fast-to-be-seen car to come carry me out of there, or for a magical rollercoaster to come out of nowhere and take me on the ride, but nothing happened, not even a bike came by, rather a small breeze started to blow, slightly shaking the statues, both the statues of the hanged Messiah and his mother who's statue had a ring around it's head, representing her halo, or as some might say, representing the twelve stars with which she was crowned with. Suddenly, as if it was forming out of dust particles in the air, coming together to conjuga

I tell him “You are taking time this time, Ric. Can you find him or do I need to ask Maliah’s grandma for help finding someone?” “Her grandmother? What does she know about hunting rats?” Ric's voice was forced as he spoke and I knew he felt offended that I was insinuating he was inefficient and he hated that more than anything else. “Maliah is an Ishii, man.” I confessed, running my hand down my face. “A fucking what now?” He scoffed but I could tell he was amused. “I know” I laughed “Crazy, right? After telling myself you’ll be the only crime-related asshole I’ll ever acquaint myself with”

Beta Aiden said bowing his head severally as he spoke. “I decided to go for a stroll and I….” He paused looking at me “I saw you harassing this little girl”. “I wasn’t harassing her chief, she was just bothering the pack’s peace” Aiden replied giving me quick glancing like he was trying to cast a spell on me to apologize. Chief Malric stepped foward, He was dressed in a simple long dark coat over worn leathers, hood half down but he carried authority and aura like it was stitched into his body. He looked like someone no one in the pack would dare to argue with not even Alpha Erica.