Isobelle Molloy Maleficent Novels & Stories

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’

Once the image of the wolf formed completely, Alpha Zane's eyes suddenly closed, and he fell to the floor. Kane came forward, but the priestess raised her hand to stop him. The ritual wasn't complete yet. She closed her eyes and continued with her chants, the fire growing bigger and bigger. Suddenly, the wolf turned away from Zane's unconscious body, and it bounded off at top speed. The priestess finally let her hands down, and the fire died slowly too. She opened her eyes, now blank and without the colored part. Kane watched, his eyes thin. The priestess closed her eyes again, and took in a deep breath. When she opened her eyes again, she was back to normal.

Quickly, she addressed his confusion by saying, “I recently lost my eyesight. Can I feel your badge?” She hated to sound paranoid, but couldn’t deny she was in disbelief that they had arrived so quickly. Who had attacked her? And why? What if these men weren’t who they said they were, but rather the first attacker coming back with an assistant to finish the job? O’Malley seemed unfazed and helped her hand touch the cool, metal badge on his chest. “We’re with Seattle PD.” “Okay,” she said, satisfied and apologetic. “I’ve got 9-1-1 on the line. I’m going to let them go. Come in.”

Tall, dark red stilettos. She’s wearing a sating dress that clings onto her body perfectly, complemented by the dazzling jewelry around her neck and wrists. Her hair, her smile, her eyes, she looks incredible. I soon realise that she is not the woman I met last night. Something has changed, and her aura has shifted into something dangerous. Tristan’s body is still turned to me, but his eyes are fixed on Bella, with his lips slightly parted in awe. Her scent fills the room. “Miss Ward, please have a seat.”

His werewolf form emerges in its full, terrifying glory, raising a bloodcurdling howl that echoes across the entire landscape and beyond, a sound that speaks of primal rage and supernatural vengeance. This dramatic transformation immediately attracts Isabella's attention as she swiftly turns her head to witness the sight of a massive, brutal brown wolf leaping toward her with dangerous fury burning in its blood-red eyes. Before she can properly muster up a sufficient amount of powerful dark energy to combat this supernatural threat, Morgana materializes from seemingly nowhere, positioning herself directly in front of Isabella with a sinister smile spreading across her ancient features.

“Just get on with whatever you have in that ‘reports’ of yours.” She exasperatedly demanded from her assistant. Venus Mabel Gracia. The Spaniard beauty was a Maleficent you couldn’t make an invitation list without. Trendy, glamorous, and proficient, she was an enigma. At the age of 25, she was an idealist feminist fantasy.

Achilles frowned at Isobella and Eloise. “I don’t understand, I know her parents, they are both Vampires.” “Her mother may be a vampire but, I can assure you, her biological father is not.” Eloise fumbled with her hands. “But she has a familiar, I’ve seen her marking,” Achilles shook his head. “That could be genuine or, it could be another glamour but, she is a Dhampir, a powerful and dark Dhampir.” Isobella shivered.

While it was going down, the power inside turned off. Isabella reminisced and still remembers when her mom was narrating, it was funny she rolled on the floor. Alexandria used her whole body when she was telling the story like really reliving what had happened. She didn't accept the role of the second wife, but they recognized Bella as their granddaughter, so they took them in. She was 16 years old when it was revealed to her. Pity, who knew after that she would disappear...

The maids reassured me with a smile, as they said that it’s gonna be okay. After hours of exhausting training, Damien and his parents entered the training grounds; and the very first thing that caught their eye was the sight of me pulling the gun’s trigger, and ended up shooting next to the bull’s eye. They looked at me with amusement, and soon after, Damien walked closer to me with a proud look on his face. “Not bad,” he smirked. I looked back at him, as I smiled. Damien’s eyes were fixed on me; not a second of turning away. We’re like lovers who hold the most genuine feelings towards each other. A model having an affair with one of the strongest mafia bosses in the world. What could be pos

The legendary monster that was let loose from the Malluvian Cave. "My name is Eve but you can call me the monster of the Malluvian Cave." The woman uttered. Only taking small steps forward. "What do you want?" Arthur asked in a gentle tone. Who was he to challenge a monster that can turn him into a statue. "I want the weapon." She stated. Bella frowned. "There's no way we will hand it over to you!." She blurted but Arthur quickly cautioned her. He knows everyone is highly emotional right now but it won't be for their good if they spat out annoying words in front of a monster.