Mala Influencia Book Novels & Stories

The people listened but this time, it was Malia who didn’t. Malia had told her, when they became friends that the people around had warned her not to interact with her. That she was a sell out. Always looking for her next money from the people close to her. Malia told Viva that those people were wrong about her. That she was indeed a kind older woman.

I tell him. Slowly, and almost deliberately, Malik places the book onto the chair. The cover is incriminating, and just the sight of it makes my heart race. I wonder if Malik actually reads things like that, or if it was just a purposeful thing he had done to mess with me. The latter suits his personality a lot more. "You don't know what it brings yet," he reminds me. "You could love it." "Doubt it," I say, folding my arms over my chest like a set of armour. The special kind, that has Alphas running in the opposite direction.

“Then what about me, Jakara? I had been searching for you for a long time, and this is what I get?” “But Kim, I still don’t remember the feelings I had for you back then, although I feel comfortable with you around. Aside from that, we have hurt people. You hurt Maezy before by your indifference, and now for discarding her like trash.” “I even think I knew why Maezy seduced Tim. It’s because she’s insecure.” “And because she’s a nymphomaniac. You have no idea how she still goes out at night to have sex at a bar my friend owns.”

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Like both of them understood that once something crossed into language, it couldn’t be taken back. Keisha shifted her weight slightly. “You keep talking like I’m already inside something,” she said quietly. “But I still don’t know what ‘something’ is.” Malik looked down for a moment. Not avoidance. Calculation. Like he was deciding how much truth would fracture everything at once. Finally, he said: “There are systems that influence outcomes without people realizing it.” Keisha didn’t react immediately. That sentence didn’t land like explanation. It landed like confirmation of something she hadn’t admitted she was already noticing.

She wanted to quickly find the book and get herself back without Cosmo's influence or seeing the creature around her again. It's exhausting to know that you were acting not based on what you want but rather the impulsive impulse of the creature that you couldn’t see. Mila then walked away from Liam and started tracing her hand through the books there. Where is the book actually? That was if what Mila thinks is true and the book does exist… But, what if the book doesn't exist... And Mila will continue act like this. She didn't feel that she would be able to fight Cosmo, because whenever she was under the creature's influence, she would also feel that what Cosmo wanted would become her own.

Or was it a sign of something deeper, a connection that surpassed the boundaries of power and control? As I contemplated these thoughts, a surge of frustration washed over me. I prided myself on my ability to maintain a sense of detachment and remain unaffected by the world around me. But with Malia, that armor crumbled, and I felt exposed and vulnerable. But as I turned away from her room, I couldn't shake the nagging feeling that fate had other plans. Our paths had intertwined in ways I couldn't ignore, and I had a sinking suspicion that our journey was far from over. No matter how hard I tried to resist, Malia had woven herself into the fabric of my life, and I couldn't escape her influen

“Thank the goddess. You are not chilling anymore.” Malaika got up, massaging her temple because she could still feel her throbbing head. She wondered why her body could not withstand that magic, considering it didn’t consume much mana. She suddenly heard Xoxo’s voice in her mind. “Your body could not withstand it anymore, Princess. The more you use magic, your mana will be drained. That is why you need to learn back to the basics and find out how your body can sustain….” Malaika ignored Xoxo’s words. She’d talk to her magical creature once they reached the house. She focused on Professor Prife instead.

Just punishment that’d stick with them forever. First, Malia. That girl had despised me from day one jealous of my grades, my looks, whatever. She’d spread rumors I was sleeping my way through professors, hacked my schedule to sabotage my rotations, even slipped something into my coffee once that made me puke during a big exam all because of Ryder. She did so many more you don't know. I don't know. But Now she was acting like queen bee. I’d hit her where it hurt: her ego and her secrets. I’d use my enhanced senses to track her scent (that cheap floral perfume she drowned in), slip into her house under cover of night as a shadow partial shift, quiet as a ghost. Then, induce fear. Make her rel