Novel & Cerita Mal Wicked World

“The Wolfless, as it goes on to call such a person, will be used and abused, and in the wrong hands their power will destroy the not only the Wolven Realms, but the human lands as well.” “Sounds like witchy gobbledygook if you ask me,” Marla said, one eyebrow raised. “Everyone has the power to destroy the world nowadays. It’s like they haven’t even heard of nuclear war.” Frustration rose in me, rearing its ugly head, as images conjured themselves unbidden in my mind’s eye; I saw Scarlett cowering on the floor, bruised and bloody and crying. “Davin, I’m sorry, but what actually is the point of this? This isn’t helping us find Scarlett. This is just academic hoo-hah that’s better suited to a c

The clear voice rang out quickly, she took a deep breath and added: "Tell me, what are you going to do to help me get back to the real world, and what do I need to do next?" The other side did not seem to be surprised at Adela's quick answer, he smiled lightly: "In front of you is the setup and operation of this world. Its purpose is...to help you get through. five random worlds to return to reality." "Five random worlds?" Adela looked at the white screen in front of her eyes that was lit up with words like a computer screen, she bewilderedly asked if it was not because she was startled to find that this world was actually created because of her. Because she or not is no longer important? Wh

"Nothing." "Look, Santini," Scarlett stepped in. "How can you blame us? We were all working. It might as well be an outsider." "Shut up!" he shouted at her. I don't think I've ever heard Santini shout at Scarlett before. She seemed just as shocked as every other woman. Were we in the Twilight Zone? "This is the f*cking mafia. If my club becomes a spot for the feds to just do as they please, then I'm as good as dead." Santini hissed. "Any more bright ideas, Scarlett?"

He only pretended to forget because it gave him an excuse to betray me. I hovered above the chaos and looked down. "Kill her!" Fear turned into something else. Blades came down again and again on Vanessa, blood spreading fast, covering her before she could even struggle free. "And them, too!" The knives shifted toward my parents. Their screams cut through everything. [Everyone in this world consists of criminals transferred from other worlds. This was always how it would end.] The system's voice came through, distant and cold. [You gave them a chance when you chose to stay. They failed to take it. This outcome was inevitable.]

(Titus POV) It’s been a few days since we’ve gone into The Dark World, and it couldn’t be worse. It’s like a warzone out there. Many swarms of demons have attacked us each day. Then, when we think it’s over and can finally rest, more appear in our sights. In other words: we have not made any progress. If we keep this up, we will not make it to Gabe in time. So it is time that I devised a plan.

Morgana said with a sheepish smile as she saw Marcus and Anberine staring at her blankly the moment she said the first part about Light Dwellers. “Shame we can’t find a way to kick him out of power, he’s keeping us on a leash by having our families in the Dark Realm. Country, Realm or whatever they like to call it. It’s a prison for us that his ancestor enchanted to keep us trapped” Morgana commented bitterly. “Well it’s going to be his mistake for underestimating us” Helga grinned before frowning and sighed heavily at how powerless things seemed.

- There would be detailed graphic scenes of abuse, sexual assault and other highly disturbing scenes. Do NOT read if you are triggered by- -Violence -Sexual abuse -Dark Manipulation -Mental Abuse -Physical Abuse -Blood -Gore -Mistreatment -Degradation I’m giving all the warnings beforehand, this book is not for faint hearts. It is extremely dark and disturbing! Meant for those who want to push their limits on the dark side. Hope you have a good read.

Mwajuma whispered. "That is because there are no men here," Malkia said, her brown eyes locking onto Mwajuma’s with absolute, hypnotic certainty. "We cast out the corruption centuries ago. We built a sanctuary where the daughters of the earth could live without fear. The monsters you fought in the wilds below? That is the ultimate fate of all men. When left to their own devices, their violent nature consumes them, turning them into mindless, savage beasts."

"To him, I’m everything he thinks he was owed." Sarai tilted her head, her curiosity pushing her to ask the question lingering in her mind. "How did he get his powers? I’ve heard what he’s capable of—it’s not natural." Hugo’s expression grew darker, his brows knitting together. "Malrik didn’t get his powers on his own," he said. "There are witches who deal in dark magic—ancient, forbidden spells that corrupt anyone who wields them. Malrik sought them out when he turned rogue, trading whatever was left of his soul for the power to destroy everything he envied." He paused, his voice heavy with disgust. "He’s not just dangerous because of his strength. It’s his cunning, his willingness to do an

THE CITY OF BOMADA (THE SECOND ZONE, CRYSTAL WHITE PACK) A sudden, unnatural darkness swallowed the city whole. Chaos erupted. Werewolves stumbled and fell, their vision stolen by a powerful, roaring spell. A force greater than them had struck without warning. Wealthier pack members, those fortunate enough to own cars, attempted to flee. They sought refuge in the human world beyond their territory, but nature itself turned against them. Thunderbolts crackled through the air, striking their headlights, plunging them into deeper despair. Trapped within their vehicles, they could do nothing but listen to the desperate cries of their kind.