Mala Novel Episode 4 Novels & Stories

DEG Aninidra was surprised when suddenly four handsome and tall men appeared in front of her. DEG DEG DEG The surrounding aura made Anindira shudder immediately. Her instincts triggered alertness with a heartbeat that raced faster. SREK Anindira's feet tried to run away immediately but her response was too late. The four young men whose presence made Anindira uncomfortable had surrounded her. ''It turns out the scent came from her,'' said one of them. ''You're right,'' added another one with Emerald's eyes while grinning, ''I didn't think we'd get her without any trouble. Either she's careless or has high courage... without a guard, he came out when she was *heat.''

Malia suddenly speaks up. I sweep my eyes over to her. She doesn't look the least bit afraid. Essi turns to her, her expression angered. "You saw something, didn't you?! Tell me what you saw!" Essi snarls. Malia doesn't cower. "I saw your death." She stated blandly. She then turns to me. "I saw his death. " "And I saw the death of every vampire. Your clan, your people will die. " She stated. For someone who always cowered when Essi was near, as of now her posture was straight and unafraid.

Was it the night shade? “How is Mila?” I ask, breaking the silence as my mates read the text. Caleb looks up between us, but he can’t seem to make eye contact with me. Great, how bad was last night? “Oh, she will rest for a little longer before painting in her room upstairs. It was a rather late night after all.” he grins and my stomach knots with each look he gives me. “But I was right about you. A female alpha far different from the rest of them. It was an eye opening evening,” he smirks, licking his lips once more, my skin crawling with his gaze. I don’t remember what I did. I don’t know what I said. But I can feel his eyes on my body like fingerprints I can’t scrub off.

she uttered, leaning into my touch. “Always,” I vowed. 🌱🌱🌱🌱 Far away, within a throne room carved from obsidian, Malachi stands before a shattered mirror. The image of Helena dissolves into darkness. “So,” he murmurs. “The serpent has been exposed.” A slow smile curves his lips. “No worries.” He turned toward the horizon, crimson eyes gleaming with anticipation. “The game has merely changed.” Lightning fractures the sky as he lifts his blade, its black steel drinking in the light. “Prepare the armies. The Alpha and his Luna march toward their destiny.”

Aurora I couldn't help but hear every single word that came out of alpha of Matthew's mouth. He was determined to do whatever it took to make them reject me. The door flew open, but I was too caught up in my sobbing to take notice of what was happening. As they all rushed out, one of them lifted me up and carried me somewhere, but I couldn’t focus on anything as my tears just blurred my vision. With a gentle kiss on my head, I was carefully placed into the dark room, instantly recognising my surroundings. The air was thick with tension as news of another attack spread. Left alone with my thoughts, I strained to see the faint outline of the bunker as they all rushed off.

His eyes darted around in panic, reflecting the chaos within. "Malia, Malia is gone!" he yelled, his hands clawing at my arms with such force that blood began to seep from the scratches his nails left. The sight of the bed, soaked in blood, made my stomach churn. "There's so much blood, boss. Losing someone like this is overwhelming. They got to her before I did! The scent was unmistakable; they snatched her right from my bed!"

Gerard angrily shouts down from his throne, "Are your fingers making that call to Derek Hale yet?!" Malia's face is already completely drained of all color, her mouth filled with the hot, metallic taste of her own blood fluid. Even so, she stands her ground on her knees, weakly shaking her head from side to side. "No... my mouth won't let Derek walk straight into a... lethal death trap because of my mistake. Your rogue pack might as well... give up!"

★NINA★ The morning after the gym incident felt like a lesson in suffocation. I expected a pink slip; instead, I got a ghost. Malachi moved through the house like a specter of his former self—rigid, silent, avoiding my gaze. Whenever our eyes nearly met, he would pivot away, his jaw tightening so hard I could almost hear bone grinding against bone. I sat in the dining room, idly picking at a piece of toast while Lila explained the complicated politics of her stuffed-animal kingdom, when a shadow fell across the table.

Vittorio – POV At His Mansion, “Lock the fucking doors. Nobody enters and Nobody breathes unless I say so.” The heat slapped me the moment I stepped into Malva’s circle. The walls pulsed red from the fire in the center of the room. Sweat already gathered at my back, sliding down my spine. Smoke curled thick in the air, burning herbs mixed with blood, something sweet and rotten, something alive. Malva stood barefoot by the flames, her long braids wet with oil, her skin shimmering with sweat. She didn’t look at me. Didn’t speak. Just dropped bone after bone into the fire like she was feeding some starving god.

Although she was determined to help Loui recover, the other side of her was a little scared – worried that Loui would lose control, like the vampires who had killed all of their family members. Her arms seemed to tremble as she held them out in front of Loui. Eyes wide, her amber beads move in all directions every now and then. Malia closed her eyes for a moment, gathering all her willpower. Then, fifteen seconds later, she opened her eyes wide, staring at Loui who was still frozen. "Don't you like the part of my arm?" Malia investigate. Loui finally responded. The two bases of his eyebrows rose up, almost together – surprised and confused to hear Malia's loud words.