Mal Wicked World の小説・ストーリー

Slowly, tears escaped her eyes as her ears listened to Will’s voice… “I absolve you from your sins, you mother fucker. You will return in your original state when you first came into this world, pure, free of any transgressions, immaculate, with no iniquity.” A second later, everything fell quiet in the room which was soon followed by Una’s heavy breathing as she began to cry. “You have no idea what you have just done, you mother fu―” “―oh you’re wrong about that Will. I, for a fact, know what I have just done. I just opened Una’s eyes to the truth. Now she knows what you really are.” “And you will see every bit of me, Sinclair!” “Can you make him shut up, please?” Sinclair told his men who

“Child, the world is not simply good or bad. It is balance. For every dark, there is light. For every angel, a demon. For every death, a birth. But you…” Her gaze locked onto mine. “…you and Malik have become something in between. Something the world has no place for.” My breath faltered. “Mama… we just love each other.” “And that love,” she whispered, “is powerful enough to break the scales.” The sand shifted again— forming images. A future. I saw myself on a cracked city street, smoke coiling from my hands, eyes glowing black. Buildings burned. Skies turned red. Creatures bowed before me.

THE WORLD OF "FORBIDDEN MATE" Someone once asked me about the world setting of the story since they saw elements of modern and mediaeval worlds in the story. This is your answer, dear: In Story 1, the setting and world are a blend of supernatural elements and modern-day life. The narrative features caves and packs, which are key components of the werewolf culture. These caves serve as communal spaces and dens for rebel groups, where they hold meetings, make important decisions, and discuss their strategies. The packs, as you already know, represent a strong sense of community and hierarchy.

It had led to several bloody wars and needless deaths. MistWorld was a small world inhabited by three supernatural species and magical creatures. It was also a world where magic was used to do almost everything, which included making clothes, cooking, sometimes communicating, and others. Demons, as we had been taught, lived underneath MistWorld, and could only appear in Mistworld when summoned by witches. But here in Mistworld, there were werewolves, vampires, and witches. The werewolves were spread across the Western side of Mistworld, divided into packs ruled by Alphas. The entire western area was sometimes still called Old Wood Hill, a name given to it centuries ago.

The actual fact becomes the realistic nature of what we might had seen there after the dreadful night had passed away so deeply quiet and a reassurance of a seeming hope of reassembling back to the sinful world which we lived in. A wicked world , a planet filled of no virtues but more vices. But where there was no commandment there should be no sin. Was it that my planet was ignorant of this or was it that this was another changing world which the Big Book had promised and that it shall all come to past at the hours when it was programmed by the Almighty.

"3 punishments were given. First, they couldn't mate since their skin couldn't exist in that form which altered their genes and created a new species. Secondly, they were to live forever with the Remillians to make up for the lost souls. Third, they would all share a love for one special individual. But that individual didn't exist and so the wolves kept themselves busy with the learning of the human world. Having lost the possibility to run on their paws and love the moon the way they used to, the werewolves regretted it. "However, years ago, that individual appeared. They cried when they heard the cry of the child who had just been birth and requested to see her. She indeed was the individ

I scoff, “Honestly, from what I heard from Maria, I thought you were a kind and caring person. A good mother. People of the Moonlight pack loved you. Was it all a facade?” Her eyes widen when she hears what I say in her head and blinks furiously. Her face turns red as she shouts at me through the link. “I am a good mother! I cared for everyone until you happened! A damn curse. Who needs a celestial wolf, the follower of a weak Goddess? It's because of you wolves that this world is ruined. There’s no discipline and order. Only our Lord can restore it. But first it needs to be destroyed.” I scowl. “So you want the world to be ruled by Ashwalker wolves? Wolves that are literally dead, have no

His eyes were constantly flickering between green and gold. “What the fuck is going on, Malik? You guys are not in a cult? Or is it a werewolf cult?” I spat out questions in one breath. “What does it do? Do you turn into animals?” “Wolves,” he supplied. “Can I see?” “Not today.” “Are we mates?” In the movie, they had mates and acted irrationally because of them. Malik’s head moved slowly. We were mates. I laughed, the sound washing over both of us.

Draven snapped, “You should be ashamed of yourself but you sound so fucking proud for the Malrik nodded. “I am fucking proud, you twat! I made you and your brother so don't stand there and think you can talk to me anyhow.” The room fell quiet again as Malrik stood up. “I didn’t come back to argue with you kids,” he said. “I came back to restore order.” I scoffed. “Order? We have order! We conquered the human world and made it our pack! Your pack was in the werewolf realm, we expanded it so don't come here preaching about order.”

“It is huge, Arthur. The world is huge, and outside our realm, it is mostly inhabited by humans. My mother tried to seek shelter with them, but could not. My curse acted even worse on humans. Wolves are humane in comparison to those who are untouched by our world. They are pure monsters. My mother had to kill a few to save me from their clutches.” “What?” Arthur blanched. “Oh, yes. Humans outside our world are ridiculous. They don’t care about anyone but themselves. They have no morals and they live in the world of butchery,” Mila shrugged. “And you want to go there and have sex with me in their midst?” Arthur was shocked. “No, not in their midst, Arthur. We will go to an abandoned village,