Luz Mala Novels & Stories

Staring at the ceiling, illuminated with white fluorescent light. Perhaps waiting for some help from anyone. I still didn't know why the moon goddess allowed me to get here? how will I leave here?. My series of questions was interrupted as a devilishly handsome man, with brown hair and mesmerizing hazel eyes, emerged from the door of my room, with a mobile phone close to his ear, talk… … ****

- POV AUTHOR NARRATING At a club in the city center, the delicate Luz moved her hips, following the rhythm of the agitated music that involved her in a mix of sensations. Forgetting at that moment the tragic memory of seeing Atlas being kissed. “I need to meet my brother,” Alyssa said close to Luz’s ear “He’s here. Don’t dance with anyone.” Luz shook her head in response, but without really understanding what she was saying. She continued dancing, feeling great about being around other people, it was fun.

My body is loving the break from all the walking and standing. Then the strangest thing happens, the floor around me comes alive. But it’s not the green of my eyes this time. Or the twined metal and obsidian flowers of the Senator. It’s a liquid yellow. Like a lion’s mane. The color of molten sunlight. Malachi.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Luz’s amber eyes flashed with something dangerous, the black veins along his jawline pulsing erratically as Mestre Escuro’s words struck a nerve deeper than any blade could reach. Luz’s armoured hand tightened around the hilt of his sword, knuckles turning white beneath the black steel. “You are enjoying this,” he said, his voice dropping to a lethal whisper. “Twisting my past into some kind of psychological weapon.” The hidden white ribbon on his wrist seemed to burn against his skin as memories of Amelia– her laughter in the sunlit village, her courage during the fight– flooded his mind like a torrent. “I have denied myself everything since that day on the battlefield,” Luz continued, taki

(Such a low budget scene the author wanted to write). While everyone was enjoying the delicious food and Doce bebida (a sweet and sour beverage or a mix of twelve special ingredients) Ma'la stood and requested everyone to give their attention to him for a few minutes. The oldest allowed him and supported him. Ma'la with all his confidence started, "Nida, your village's girl. When I saw her I had a doubt, but in a single day and in a short time I felt like she's the only one. But before confessing what I feel and what I think, I would like to introduce myself again, with your permission Sir?" (And again he got allowed). "Thank you so much! King Wizahiya Ma'la Nihaya, me… I am the conqueror of

She cranked up the music on her tiny Bluetooth speaker and some ridiculous pop playlist began playing, Mala sang off-key while I sat there, dizzy with the feeling that my life had just cracked open in a good way for once. Every bite of food tasted brighter, every laughter came easier, even the traffic noise outside, which had annoyed me every day since I moved in, sounded like part of the celebration, like the city was alive and I was alive with it. At one point, Mala leaned back on her hands, studying me, “You know,” she said, “you’re glowing.” I rolled my eyes, but my cheeks warmed. “It’s just the wine Mala” I replied giggling from the effect of the wine.

My entire body was burning in pain, but I was not one to give up easily. Malphus! Is there a way I can fight and put this bald egg to sleep? Malphus said, “I can try something.” he told me the spell which I chanted and the tips of my fingers started to tingle this time. Even my nose tingled and I sneezed. Achoo! As if on the impact of my sneeze, my palms felt warm and I saw a blue globe of light emerge on top of it. Malphus said, “Try to concentrate on the light and you can manifest shapes with properties with the light. It will help like a weapon.”

she says excitedly, her eyes going wide. “That was probably a sprite.” “Maeve made the sprites around our packs little lights, so every night, it looks like we have lightening bugs in the forests, but really, it’s just them,” Malin says, smiling at Cohen. “It does make the forest look magical,” he says, smiling back at her. “Are they all white lights?” Marlene asks, getting more and more excited.

"Derek, are you not going to tell me who this cold lady is?" Derek feels his head hurt. He did not want Lydia to call him his name so nicely. She is making trouble. "This is the Luna Queen of Silvermoon Holdings. Malia of Silvermoon. The girl who kicked me out." Lydia laughs loud. "Oh! So you are Malia! You are pretty. Thank you for leaving Derek. If you did not drop him, he and I would not be happy together now!" Malia gets very angry. Her hands shake. She looks at Derek with sad and mad eyes.