Mal Total Drama Novels & Stories

Is that Malia and Michel are going to get engaged" "What" "What" "What" "What"

Lucas was just staring at him blankly until he made his way out. Zera entered the room and collected the ashes of the contract. “Shall I call on the next?” she asks, and Lucas just nodded, feeling sleepy. Zera went outside his office, carrying the ashes and disposed them in the huge Tree of Death in their lounge area. Domus Malum, or the “House of Evil” is nothing like a creepy place that most movies make as the devil’s nest. Lucas made it look like an ordinary office with minimalist designs, it has a wall of shelves for books, a nice lounge area for the guests and a huge piano beside the Tree of Death, where the contracts of their clients serve as the soil and the tree being fertilized by t

he said. Malia snorted. "You ruined my morning drama, Gabe!" Gabe chuckled softly. As an apology, he held out his smart tablet in front of Malia. "I have a collection of dramas that you can watch there," he offered. Malia brushed off Gabe's helping lightly, shaking her head. "Thank you, Gabe. But your drama collection will not be as interesting as the love and hate drama that is right in front of me." Malia explained seductively.

I smile at her to reassure her that it's okay. She hasn't yet learned how to control that ability of hers and I smile thinking of something that can help her. She's too precious to be ignored for something that can actually be a masterpiece. A treasure box. "It's Zaitelle, you can call me Zai," As soon as our hands touch, fate starts to work its job and I never knew that the mo ment our path crossed, something will happen that I never expect. What is your role in my life, Jazeera?

Andrew decided that if he rejected me and I lived I would still be named Second Beta and me and my chosen or second chance mate would take over the Elite Squad together. Dominic's brother and sister convinced him to allow them to meet Melissa before he rejected me because they thought something didn't feel right with this all. Apparently Melissa was tatted up and not at all what anyone in the family was expecting. She wreaked and was much older then they thought she would be. Dominic just kept gushing about how hot she was and how great she made him feel. Anastasia and a few others from the cleric pack were called in and it was discovered she was a hag, or evil witch, who had put a spell on

Mom started a live stream. She used to be a well-known socialite, but now she looked worn out and exhausted. Natalie still lay on the hospital bed behind her, beautiful, but lifeless. According to Mom's account, Chelsea got into some trouble before I saved her, and she began hounding and pestering me ever since, trying to offer herself to me in marriage to "pay me back" for my kindness. However, Chelsea then brought her parents in and tried to transfer out our family assets instead, even shoving Natalie to the floor who remained unconscious until today.

"Food will be here any time now" "They will starve us until we swore allegiance to them" Daren said. He is a unique Badblood; he will become what he touched. If he touched a rock, his body will turn to rock. Though Mira didn't saw him transform into one, just thinking of it gave her chills. Daren on the other hand has very manly features: hard muscles, a clean cut hair, a beard, and a strong black eyes. His lips is tiny and his nose is extremely long but in a handsome way.

His grip tighten a little bit more, crushing my wrist as he dragged me, almost throwing me down the remaining flight of stairs. “Bitch.” he sneered, pushing me into the floor beside the bloody, kneeling guy Bast was torturing a while ago. Luckily, I had braced myself early, enough to save myself from swimming on the floor. I glared at Matias before I turn my gaze towards Bast. But the moment Bast saw me, the world seemed to stop as he turns a shade paler than the ghost. “Diana?” At the mention of my biological mother's name, the alarm in my head had gone off into a frenzy. My tongue seemed to glue itself at the top of my mouth, rendering me unable to say anything.