Maldita Vida Novels & Stories

“Ma- Maddie!?” “Yes, mom. This is all your fault. It's your fault that I ended up like this. You wanted to have your name encrusted in the elite circle, this is why you ruined my life, isn't it?”. Maddie sarcastically with a sadist smile on her like as she reflects on the past. “I wish, I didn't have a mother like you, my life would have simply been better than it is right now”

Something didn't seem right, she thought a series of more misfortunes in her life, she would have to take money to pay for the funeral of her granddaughter, daughter-in-law and son, in addition to entering the inventory process, the son had several lands, some houses, in addition to an apartment that was supposed to go into the spoils, he wanted to get in touch with other people. The worst thing that would happen to Victorio Landolfi, now that he became converted, was that he would lose the faith he had attained, in the same way that the worst thing that would happen to Edileia Ramos Duarte, she would never recover, she would lose faith the will to live, the desire to fight, nothing could li

- Malcolm questions the girl - "I hate people who cry the most, if you cry again, I can't guarantee your life" The girl says nothing but stops crying, her red eyes always staring at the floor. "Let's smile" Mia slowly forced a smile, her lifeless eyes annoying Malcolm. He hugs her tightly, patting her head gently. The two do not say a word to each other, and Malcolm holds her until she falls asleep from exhaustion, leaning against his shoulder. The man gently carries her back to her room, on the way accidentally catches Lita standing in front of the door. Malcolm frowns. Lita sees that scene, her face does not change, but her hand is already clenched. She smiles and reverently says to Malcol

(I’m gonna kill that bitch) “Controllala e se provi a farle del male, non sarai vivo per vedere l’alba di domani,” he said pulling away and looking at the doctor and she just nodded. (Check her and if you try and hurt her, you won’t be alive to see tomorrow’s sunrise)

On the day before the anniversary of Volk and Rudina, Malia was wearing a black gown. Now that cloth was all soggy with blood and petrol, in the middle of lined of woods. Just as the set the cloth on fire, cries could be heard from different packs but the one from the Viva was the loudest. Even the deaf could hear Viva weeping. The pain she had inside of her could be felt by everyone. She was indeed a good actress.

"You lit the darkness that almost perished me to the pit of damnation. You saved me and revealed the truth. Your existence is the real power, Xiomara. I'm willing to die for you." Fuck. What the hell are they talking about?! My brows knotted and clenching my fist, I gritted my teeth. "I'm not worth it to die for," I loudly declared before prowling my eyes around. "Dying was the last thing I have in mind. I don't want every one of you to die because you are willing to do that for me. I want everyone to fight for their lives, for their survival, for their freedom to end this havoc. Every life matters, not just mine. Fight for yours, not mine. Live for your life, not mine. Breathe, withstand, b

Nera stood by the window, crying. "What did she say to you?" He asked "That I should free you," Nera turned Frank was quite unsure of what to say. "Marcus gets to die; you get to move on with a beautiful wife; and what do I get with my children?" She asked. "If I free you, what am I getting?" She yelled. "Was I the bad villain in this stupid life, and I get shit because it looks like you and Marcus got the easy way?" "Nera, calm down, and neither of us got it the easy way. Marcus died in an accident alone at night and bled to death," he explained.

And I willingly let myself get drowned in the shadows of dark emptiness. “If I would be lucky enough to live another lifetime. I will find you. But right now, I am too broken to fix and too numb to feel. Maybe then, when that time comes I could be that someone you always thought I am.” I whispered just as I throw the wrench I just used to kill him beside his unrecognizable body. “By the way my name's Laura. It's nice meeting you Nicholas.” I took what was left of him before dumping it on the whirling meat grinder.

“That’s because I’ve been reborn, too. You and Cassie killed me in the previous life, and this time, you’re both paying for it.” “What? So it was all you? I’m going to kill you!” Cole screamed hysterically through the prison bars, but it was useless. Not long after I left, he broke down and smashed his head against the wall, ending his own life. With his death, my nightmare from the previous life finally came to an end. From that point on, every day was a new beginning. [The End]

His wife hunted Hazel down, beat her savagely, called her a home-wrecking whore, and kicked her so brutally in the stomach that she miscarried and lost an eye. The gambler's wife was arrested, but the damage was done. Hazel lost her eye and her uterus forever. If she hadn't tried to scheme her way into the Morland family by targeting Henry, she would never have met that fate. Just as Alexander said, it was her retribution. She brought it all upon herself. I went to see her once. She was living in a makeshift shelter that was little better than a dog kennel, her face caked with dirt. When she saw me, she clenched her jaw so hard I thought her teeth might shatter.