Malenia Novels & Stories

I thought I was used to their harsh words and their belittling stares but I was wrong because you are can never get used to evil unless you are evil. Hi, rude of me to not have introduced myself. My name is Malia Anderson and this is my story. I am a living Cinderella with no prince in sight. I am not going to bore you with the details of my life or that of my parents, which everyone says died a miserable death and of which I would not be an exception. You see I wasn’t born like others. I am different. I was born weak. I am an Omega and here, being an Omega doesn’t count you as being part of the living. I still do not understand why I have to go through hell all because of my wolf nature,

He regretted it the moment those words left his lips. Tears built in Bonnie's eyes. "I'm sor-" "Lorenzo! Come quick, the news." Grace hurriedly said as she dragged Lorenzo to the living room. "21 year old Bonnie Evans went missing Thursday July 13th after being last seen at The Velvet Room, a nightclub in California. Evans was seen with her best friend Becca Jones and is the last person she spoke to before she supposedly went missing. Evans is also described to be blind. She was diagnosed with Retinitis Pigmentosa when she was only 14, an eye disease in which the back wall of the eye is damaged. Police investigators only found her cellphone and her guide dog in an alley of Mellway Street. Ev

But now she was sure the person who was laying beside her was Nyx- his true personality. After reading his file, last night. She was so amazed by his Disorders. It was her first time studying someone who has three disorders, which is rare. Dr.Jimin has mentioned in the file, that he discovered him having Bipolar Disorder, fact explains his moods. Sometimes elevated and others irritable.

He replied, putting the tray aside. "Well..." She sighed. "When you're a little better, we'll talk." Elijah nodded. "Until you wake up, you ugly sleeper." His younger brother, Robert, entered the room with a lopsided grin. "Are you over your madness with that Malia, Moloa...? What's her name?" "Her name is Melia, Melia," he corrected him, emphasizing each syllable. Robert rolled his eyes. "Yes, I'm over it." "I doubt it." He crossed his arms in front of him. "We're worried about you," he let him know, and Elijah looked up, staring his younger brother straight in his grey eyes. "Don't ever do that again."

His eyes searched hers, hoping to find some semblance of truth behind her actions. Melina, though still adorned in fragility, met his gaze with steeliness. Her voice, dripping with both sorrow and determination, carried her response, "I wanted you to see the truth, to understand that beauty is not the essence of a woman, but her strength and resolve. I sought to test your devotion, to see if you could truly love me, flaws and all. Let's see what you really care about, making a heir or seeing my face as you ride."

Lucian mumbled to himself. Meanwhile, Malena had just finished doing her make-up and as she glanced at herself in the mirror she couldn't stop laughing maniacally. She grinned and there was a malevolent aura surrounding her. She then glanced at the box on her bedside table. Then she said with a deranged look on her face, "If you can't be with me, then you can't be with her." She mumbled under her breath.

I enter into my room, lock it and walk straight into my bathroom. I stare at my reflection, hands bracing the sink. The girl staring at me had reddened blips, wild hair and two hickeys lining her neck area. Fucker. I exhale loudly, turn on the two and splash cold water on my face until my hands stopped shaking. "It's not a big deal. It's just a one time thing." I murmured to myself or I was trying to convince myself.

Merlius fell on his knees and bowed instantly while Nat remained standing in silent but blatant disrespect; every pore on her face displayed her disdain and mistrust of the Goddess before us. The surge of rage flared through my body, and I ran towards the bitch, ready to swing my fist into her stupid ethereal face, which held that Mona Lisa kinda annoying smirk. Before I even managed to get closer to her, she evaporated into thin air and transpired right behind my back. I turned to see the glint of amusement mixed with a soft glow in her silver eyes. Malleteagan is a spitting image of his mother; I don’t know why everyone is saying that he looks like Endymion. When I look at Selene, she look

She continues, “Secondly, we have Gideon. A man who doesn’t know how to keep his manhood in his pants. He lacks discipline, and doesn’t know what he wants. A disgusting cheat, and a liar. He is nothing but a dog.” “Yeah! That’s a fact.” Malicia was saying things as they should be. With her three fingers holding out, “Speaking of the third man in your life, Alpha Arthur. He is a crazy, obsessed, arrogant bastard. So possesses, and thinks he owns you. I don’t like him at all, even though I’ve never set my eyes on him. His men had the audacity to push me down, and I almost broke my waist. What should I even call him?”

"Miss, have you seen my daughter? She’s a little shorter than you, loves sweets, and always smiles at people… She—she likes black, just like you." As she spoke, the woman’s gaze lingered on Amelia’s face, her expression distant. "She’s not a child anymore; she’s an adult now. She even won an award." Sensing something was wrong, Amelia placed her fingers on the woman’s wrist and pressed an acupoint to calm her. It didn’t seem like dark energy at work—rather, it resembled a case of soul-loss syndrome. Medically speaking, mental illness could be caused by genetic predisposition or triggered by a severe traumatic event.