Malaikat Novels & Stories

Tethys’s grin only deepened as he heard the challenge, turning away from me and stepping out toward the ledge to meet the Ifrit. His voice was a low, mocking purr that carried over the wind. “Ah, Zaahir, mighty ruler of flames. Your ambition burns brightly, but you’ve overlooked something quite important.” Tethys chuckled with absolute contentment, glancing back at the shadows of the tomb. “You see, I have a new ally. A pet, if you will—Maalek!” From the deepest corner of the cave, the air began to warp, shimmering with a sickening, toxic heat as Maalek materialized.

Then a figure emerged, one step after another. The room collectively gasped. There he stood, Alpha Oliver in the flesh, alive and healthy. Not a trace of weakness, or anything close to death. For several heartbeats... Nobody moved or spoke. The entire hall looked as though time itself had frozen. "My Alpha." An elderly maid whispered before bursting into tears. "He... "He's alive..." Another servant fell to his knees. "The Moon Goddess has answered our prayers." One after another, murmurs spread through the crowd like wildfire.

Thane kissed her when she sat on his lap. "Maka gave birth to four elemental Gods. Ignus, the Fire God, Aqua, the Water Goddess, Ventus, the Wind God and Terra, the Goddess of Earth. From what I know, Ignus and Aqua always argued with one another, attacking each other using their powers. They were feared and hated by the mortals. So Maka took their elemental powers and randomly selected a creature who would inherit them, and that was your uncle." She paused. Thane frowned when she started brushing her hands to his chest. He knew Elisia was trying to seduce her and he had no complaints about it.

Lana’s brow furrows, “You speak of the four horsemen of the apocalypse? Are you saying my sisters are the horsemen? But they’re…men. Arent they? ” Clotho nods, “You’re thinking of the human’s biblical terms. Of course, the humans would make them all males. Zeus forbid that females be just as vicious as males.” she rolls her eyes, which would be so amusing if the situation wasn’t so dire. “However, the basic concept of the horsemen is the same. You are Abaddon, the destroyer, the antichrist. Whatever religious moniker you are labeled leads to you being the ender of worlds. Once the balance was restored, your true identity and your sisters’ souls would be mobilized.”

Blake said and, with a severe look, left the room to let the women talk among themselves. “Blake will break through? Won’t he ascend if he does?” Tabitha asked, looking for an answer from anyone. “If he breaks into a minor realm, he will not need to ascend. It would be known as a Quasi-True Divinity.” Maia explained. “Then brother will become what’s known as a Martial Venerate in my world!” Sister Song exclaimed. “What’s the difference? Tabby asked.

At that time, the priestess of the cult of Um-Mu, who came from reality 88; 54, she created chaos and sold enough souls to create chaos in her home world. Miaki Magdal, she was a 1.50 m tall Chinese woman, not tall, short, and thin, and she had long white hair due to black magic, dedicating her life to cursing her brother's life, even though she was curse him. Under a new alliance with Moloch, he was convinced by Malagarde (who worked for the entry of another galactic force from the realms of Geryon and therefore Asmodeus that if he showed defiance, Asmodeus would respect him and absolve him of all crimes; instead, he was deposed and his galactic king of Malagarde, who convinced him to join

The other angel said. “Uzmael?” I was surprised when I heard the name Uzmael and remembered what Michael told me. “Uzma, thinks he is higher than God” But Lily is Uzmael. Well, I am sure that she didn’t know it, like me. I didn’t know that I was an angel before. If Lily is Uzmael, well who is the owner of the white smoke? Michael will better know this but I haven’t seen her since I pushed her away.

He was the only possible solution in the entire universe. -Azael, listen to me. -She sighs and crouches down to my height.- Lailah loves you more than herself. She is just afraid that you will screw her again like you have so many times. And even if you promise her that it won't be like that, you won't get anything, because now your words are empty for her, so try to prove it to her. If you care, just do something. I sigh and Kya gets back up.

Of all the beauty, hers was the most divine. Her purple eyes gleamed with her grey armor as she rose from the ashes, did her purple gaze shine with her tears or her enemy’s blood? They were afraid to call her by her name……. Athena. I am Athena Raven Lark, and this is my Story.