Novel & Cerita Dark Fey Maleficent

Maleficent chuckled, ‘You are either a very brave or very stupid child but I like your feistiness’ Ella held her breath as the evil Witch spread out her arms looking for all the world like a huge black crow, ‘I, Maleficent, Queen of the Darkness do hereby give notice that the lives of the half-blood Brothers, Ansitif and Phillipe, and the Mother of Cinderella, the Moon Goddess, are all given back to them. No harm shall come to them’

the king demanded, his voice trembling. The guard stumbled forward, falling to his knees before the throne. He looked up, his eyes wide with terror. "It was not what we bargained for, sir. She...she..." "She what?" Seraphina yelled, impatiently. Her hand twitched towards the hilt of her sword, itching to draw it. The guard swallowed hard, his throat dry. "She's not human. She's a wolf, sir. A werewolf, your highness, and she...she killed everyone of us. I only managed to escape..."

There was a man sitting on the Master's seat, reading some papers seemingly not bothered by our presence. "Sir" Yara called out with a bow, before walking away as per his command. He finally looked up, staring deeply at me. I was speechless. He was... so breathtaking and for a moment I forgot to breathe. He was dressed all black, and his skin was fair, making him look even more breathtaking. his lips were a thin pink, and his nose was sharp. He looked beautiful, yet so masculine. Staring into his eyes, they were gold, such rare color... maybe he had contacts on?

Kael's hands were trembling slightly as he packed his belongings, his breath uneven. He had heard tales of the ruthless Lycan King, but witnessing him make a strong Alpha like Magnus tremble, bleed, and eat his own severed tongue was on a whole other level. That man is a devil. Kael's mind was unsettled—especially with the fact that the same king had the face of the man from the inn. Hell, it was him! Those eyes, that face—he’d never forget them. That strength and aura… it sent him into a pit of fear.

Tears rolls freely down my cheeks. He continues his taunts. “Did your mother not tell you the origin of your birth?” he drawls mockingly, a smug look on his face. “Oh, it slipped my memory that I fed from her, draining all her bitter blood. Then I guess, I have to do the honours.” He leans closer. “You, Freya is an hybrid. Hybrids like you are dangerous and should be kept in correctional facilities.” My fingers dig into my palm, almost drawing blood. He's lying.

She wondered how much evil he had done to imbibe so much fear in everyone; he could not see her from her window so she sat there and watched him talk to his guards; He looked normal from afar off; his dark eyes, the terror in them, his fearful aura, none could be seen from where she sat; without those features, he looked like a walking god; charming and breathtaking, but it was just afar off, on a closer look, you would see the monster for who he was.

He surged forward, towering me. “He is the Lycan, you're a mere she-wolf. You are useless if you don't get engaged with him. So, whatever nonsense you are thinking should end right now. Go into his chambers, get down on your knees and apologize with tears in your eyes. Am I clear?” Lilith walked in and immediately broke down in tears. “I'm really sorry. All this is my fault. I shouldn't have let my genuine affection for the Prince get the best of me. Maybe I should just leave entirely.”

"He never touched me like this, and he never wanted me like this." "That is because he is a fucking weakling who did not know what to do with a real woman," Malakai growled, his breathing turning into harsh grunts as he accelerated his pace, grinding his heavy length hard against my aching center. "You belong to a monster now, Daphne. You belong to a male who wants your mind, your curves, and every single drop of this wet cunt." His whole body went rigid as stone against me. Every single muscle in his broad back locked up, his breath catching in his throat with a violent rasp.

Below it, two opposing forces met in a cataclysmic confrontation. I recognized the faces of the Lycan brothers, their ferocity unleashed, fighting with a primal hunger I hadn't witnessed before. And then, a moment that stole my breath—a massive, shadowy creature, its eyes burning with an infernal light, rising from the depths, casting a pall over everything. It was a being of pure malevolence, and my blood ran cold as I felt its gaze, even through the vision, pierce directly into my soul. The final image was of a colossal, ancient tree, its roots reaching deep into the earth, its branches stretching towards the heavens, yet its leaves were withered and black, as if cursed.

“I know you hate me around Caleb. If you’ll just give me back the baby— I’ll leave. I’ll vanish.” My chest tightened for an instant. To women like her, I had always been the villain— the unwanted fiancée, clinging to an Alpha who never wanted me. A bitter laugh slipped past my lips— but before I could answer, a car door slammed behind me. Caleb stepped out. “Don’t worry,” he said smoothly, striding toward her, his dominance filling the air. “No one’s taking our pup.” She collapsed into him instantly, pressing her face into his chest, trembling as though he was her only lifeline. Caleb wrapped an arm around her waist.