Dark Elf Malekith Novels & Stories

The figure takes a step forward, revealing a face twisted by hatred and a thirst for power that sends a shudder through the assembled group. “I am known as Malakai, a name that will soon strike fear into the hearts of all supernaturals,” he proclaims, his eyes gleaming with a manic glee. “The Obsidian pack is merely the first step in my path to domination. With their demise, I will rise as the supreme alpha, ruling over all who dare to defy me.”

I thought she needed me as much as I needed her, but I guess I was wrong. I walk in my house and lock the door. I walk into my room and curl up in my bed. Who would have thought that my family would return and my girlfriend would change her mind about the spell? Maybe I am meant to spend my life alone. What was I thinking when I fell for the first person to not show fear from the sight of me? Maybe I am just a monster like the villagers said three hundred years ago when I killed the Vampire King. I'm the monster who kills monsters and that's all I'll ever be.

she whispered, staring into space, “you killed her.” “Yes, Ava, I did and now do you believe me? Do you believe that I am the most dangerous man on earth and the most heartless? Do you understand why you should have put that damn bullet in me that night, even if not for you but for her? Do you understand why you should not dream of anything good with me?” he approached her where she was on the floor and squatted in front of her, “do you know the meaning of El Diablo? Do you understand why I am call that now? I am heartless, Ava, I have no soul, people are not right when they say I sold my soul to the devil because I am the devil himself. My soul has already been consumed in hell and if you s

"One of them touched me, he grabbed my waist and held me against a tree, tore my clothing. Then Abaddon was there, he pulled him off of me and killed him, he killed them all." "Really? You killed six rogues, all alone." Alpha Eligor looks torn between pride and disbelief, clearly knowing the wolfsbane would still be in Abaddon's system and how difficult that would make fighting against anyone. Abaddon is still staring at me, so his dad calls his name and asks him if that is what happened. "Yeah." Is all Abaddon says and his father wrenches him to his feet. "You heard him, Abaddon fought off six adult rogues, single handed to protect the pack." He raises Abaddon's hand and everyone cheers his

"Gather the packs for training. Next time, I am leading." George gazed at me strangely. For the first time, he did not only defy my order but also challenged me."You think we weren't doing our best, isn't it? Well if you must know, there is another red dragon, which looks exactly like the Dragon Lord. It's stronger and more powerful. His fire reaches at least two hundred werewolves. You have a lot to do if you want to continue this fight and I think that this whole revenge plan of yours isn't worth it."

Tears streamed down her face, and she couldn’t contain her sobs, at the sight of Thor lying bloodied on the floor. “I won’t hurt Nick,” he hissed. “He’s the brother of the devil, and I’m sure my actions will please both him and his brother.” “Drago doesn’t care about you,” he whispered menacingly in her ear, “You will be my sacrifice to him, you will see,” Madchen stilled herself for a moment.What the hell was he talking about, the devil. He had lost his everloving mind, she ascertained, and she was to be the target of Jason’s maniacal fantasies.

Nicodemus growled again with his eyes finally turning Red with veins popping out by the sidelines. She gasped;He is an Alpha Hybrid just like his father!. That was her last thought before he knocked her unconscious. He finally turned to the other witches who were completely enveloped in fear as they watched those threatening red eyes with long canines and claws baring out in the open. "Oh I'm so hungry" He muttered with a bellow and a devilish grin on his face. Their courage vanished once he flashed those red eyes. In all,they knew they were doomed.

Tyramon said making me realize that Aethelfrith might not survive the punishment. "Aethelfrith is a Dhampir," Zella whispered to herself but I heard her. "Aethelfrith wounds take days to heal, how do you expect him to survive chains and all the toughest punishment in the underground prison?" Tyramon said, She walked up to me and whispered in my ear, "save him, it's your fault he is in there in the first place, If anything happens to Aethelfrith I promise I would rip you open and feed you to your kind," Tyramon said and left the room.

The mourning dove fled to the peal of an elfin horn: "What was that call, just now? And that insurmountable wind like lindworm breath?" I murmured to myself, shuddering as I looked out the window: In rode a terrible train of huldre, Jotun, alfar and dokkalfar, dwarves, nixie, mara and trolls of the Dark Court from the depths of the woods. The Cunningfolk's allies in the Northern Holds of Utgardr, and Arcadia's sworn enemies.

In three days, the two packs would unite through marriage. The arrangement our families had made was simple. Selene Moonveil, eldest daughter and gentle healer Omega, would marry Ethan Grimwolf, Silver Moon's Alpha—cold, brutal, S-class. And I, Elara Moonveil, warrior Beta, would marry Kaden Frost, Black Forest's scribe—a soft-spoken, scholarly Beta. In our past lives, those marriages had destroyed both families. Selene had withered under Ethan's indifference and his childhood sweetheart's cruelty until depression consumed her. Depression consumed her until it killed her.