Malachai Riverdale Novels & Stories

Believe me, Zurich is sexy but I wanna get to know Malakai better for some odd reason. After breakfast, I took Micah to school and then dropped Talia off. I ran a few errands with Malaya then went to our hair appointment.

The Jocks and cheerleaders of Malcolm High. Yeah! Today is my lucky day. Not! This was their usual hang out spot and they also kept mistreating Makaila whenever she was the one waiting their table. They all sat on the big table and one of the Jocks yelled for a waitress. Makaila made her way to their table. "Awww look, It's our favourite weirdo. How revolting." One of the cheerleaders, Cassandra scoffed. Makaila ignored what she said and brought out her note pad.

Just empty air and the smell of ozone. Malachi didn't answer with words. He stepped through the treeline, but he didn't walk across the grass. He seemed to bleed out of the shadows of the pines, his midnight silks trailing like ink in water. His skin was the color of a drowned man’s—translucent, marble-pale, mapped with faint violet veins. He stopped ten feet from the porch, his amethyst eyes locking onto Aradaa with a predatory stillness. "Seals break, Scholar," Malachi said. His voice was a dry rasp, cold as a tomb. "And I didn't need a map. I just followed the pulse of the earth. Your blood is very loud in a world this quiet."

I kicked Malachi painfully under the table when he wanted to open the bottle of water. “I wouldn't do that if I were you,” I said to him and he gave Cade a look. Cade gave him a firm nod. “What's going on?” Malachi finally asked. “The water for this table has been tainted,” I said,

Malachi said, “so I can’t fuck you. But I will have your mouth.” Willow looked nervously--instinctually?--at Atticus, who sighed but nodded. When she looked back at Malachi, he had his cock out. She blinked. It was beautiful in the way some cocks just are, and huge--long and thick and veiny. Willow didn’t know if it was truly magical like Cash had said, but if Malachi could wield that fearsome weapon like Willow thought he probably could, she could see lots of women mistakenly thinking he was supernatural.

I guess it was not only babies that were disturbing. "D-Dr-Drystan is dead," Malakhi huffed, and I looked at Miall, shocked; he, on the other hand, wasn't surprised; his stoic expression made me weary. What did you do, Miall?

Malachi's POV: I fucked up! I fucked up so bad with my loves. I stupidly let the businesses get in the way of everything that matters. I don't know how I'm going to get them back but when I do they're never my sight. I let the hot water run down my body as I think about the past couple of months. Once the water goes cold I shut it off and step out to dry off. I throw on some sweats and a black tshirt before heading back downstairs. I hear everyone talking and dishes clanging against each other. I guess the moms and aunts decided to cook. They do that when they're upset about something. I enter the dining room to see Soren on his laptop, Saxon on his phone and the twins were playing a video g

But she performed well to gather secret information around Virina. Malaika’s heart skipped a beat when she heard the name of her fellow warrior. Nobody knew that she liked Yulli. Well, except Alleki. She just could not lie to him, maybe because she owed her life to the new commander. She was fortunate enough that Alleki followed her tracks accidentally and found her when she was drowning in the river near the Great Lake ten years ago. “Thank the goddess. I made it in time!” Yulli arrived. He made a gesture of scratching his gray wavy hair. “By the way, congratulations Commander Alleki.” he made a Halan salute by putting his fist to his chest.

Maverick winked at me. I laughed too quickly, the sound coming out thin, because if I didn’t, Ethan would notice the way my hands were trembling. Under the table, a nudge against my leg. Casual, well not casual because my entire body jolted, and I pressed my knees together, willing my face not to give me away. “So, Malia,” Maverick said, turning his focus on me. “Having fun with our resident genius here?” His tone was mocking, but not cruel though it was just enough to make Ethan’s jaw tighten.

"There is nowhere safe. The drones found us in a sewer. They'll find us anywhere." "Not everywhere," Malik said. We traveled for another twenty minutes. The river narrowed, winding through a canyon of steep cliffs covered in vines and moss. The sound of rushing water grew deafening. "Hold on," Malik shouted over the roar. Ahead of us, the river ended. A massive waterfall cascaded down a hundred-foot cliff face, blocking our path. The spray created a thick mist that obscured everything. "Malik!" Eliana screamed. "The rocks!" Malik didn't slow down. He accelerated.