Is Makima Evil Novels & Stories

FLASHBACK (18 years ago). As the little white-haired girl Amaia runs faster out of the forest where the enemy is. She loses her balance, making her feet stumbled at the big roots of Cupressus Tree. Her unbalanced body rolled down at a hilly side of the forest, going down to the river. Before her body meets the water, her head hits the big rock making her unconscious. Her body floats at the big outflow of the water down to the city of Human Town.

Without any further contemplation, I walked out of the marquee, unable to muster enough motions or strength to even run, or tears to spill from my soulless eyes for that matter. The indestructible power of evil had been shown to me for the very first time, and the innocent soul of Madam Maxima paid the price and perished torturously. My frozen mind bubbled one crucial thought as my legs forced their way of out of the place, that my dream of a life filled with peace and bliss, lay far from my reach…as I viewed myself stuck in the never-ending realm of evil….

FATE. The development of events beyond a person's control, regarded as determined by a supernatural power; an inevitable and often tragic end. Having survived the frightening split, Anna refused to abandon Dylan. She was determined to understand the origin of his trauma—the deep childhood wounds that amplified the betrayal. As Dylan slowly emerged from his depressive state, he revealed the core of his BPD, the result of parental emotional abandonment and manipulation, leading Anna to realize that the monster was merely a frightened boy shaped by a cruel, predetermined fate.

mumbled Matt as he nibbled some chips. “They were known as the strongest magi in the history of all creation!” Xander added. “Sadly, there has never been any record of a known sourcerer in existance, aside from the Golden Prince of legend, and the last known Ravant, Lady Chantrell Ravante, just passed away last week.” The room fell quiet as they paid their respects to the deceased registrar. It was only broken by a soft chime. Mar took out her cellphone and looked at Dorin after reading the message on the screen.

I raked my hand in my hair. " Good evening, boss. " Manager greeted me. I nodded, " Tight the security around my suite. " I ordained him. " Yes, boss. " he bowed. This was one of my five stars motels. " Dylan caught Alisa and your daughter. There is one more girl, Lucy. Magro reached before he could do anything. " Adrik said. " Are they fine? " I asked, getting in my car. " Yes, sir. Dylan tried to hit Alisa. Magro shot on his hand. " He said.

“If he’s exiled, we’ll just have to run the city from the outside in. Nothing’s changed.” Mira arrived soon after, her arms full of bluebells and broken circuitry, her hair wild with static. She swept into the room and deposited the flowers on the table, seeds and fuses spilling everywhere. “All the market kids are worshipping him,” Mira said, ignoring the mess. “They made up a chant. ‘Vale the Vicious. Worship or get bit.’” Damon and Devin howled at that, literal and long, and even Carolina grinned.

Rita said, simply and calmly. "Let me make something clear to you, Miss Bethany Madison. Makaila is nothing like you. You are just a bundle of stupidity, foolishness, fake body, bitchiness and Sultriness. Makaila on the other hand is a pretty girl with an open heart, very smart, brave and courageous girl. If you didn't know that, know it now and get it into that empty brain of yours. At least there would be something in it." Rita told her to her face and that left Bethany awestruck.

I exclaimed as I pushed every ounce of my power into them. Maverick slowly smirked as he looked around the room because we both were the same. Unfortunately I was the only one to realize that I had emotions that were not mine and was risking everything. Unlike everyone else all I had to do was force him back to his original state. He was pure evil just like me. We were one of the only Gods to exist that had not one ounce of light in us. Ariella's lies were slowly coming to light along with all her allies tricks.

It was thick, wet, and thoroughly unbothered by his immortal pedigree, which meant every single step he took resulted in a loud, incredibly degrading squelch. He was supposed to be a terrifying global tycoon. He was supposed to be the brilliant, modern apex predator who had successfully leveraged shell companies, mercenary armies, and high-tech tracking arrays to corner his obsolete brother. He wanted so badly to be the ultimate, untouchable villain—a "billy bad" whose name made the supernatural underworld tremble. But the cold, hard, embarrassing truth was that Malakai was the most profoundly immature immortal to ever walk the earth. "Worthless... peasant... old... kitchen hag," Malakai mut

CHAPTER ONE 15th May 2021 MILA'S POV I stood in front of the chapel in which MacCarter was about to be wed. It had been 5 long and hard years, but I was back to recover all that I lost or rather, what was stolen from me. I was no longer that weak 18 year old girl, fresh out of high school, without a Mom or a healthy father. I turned out to be strong and bold. I had to be because life had given me a lot more reasons to be.