Malenia Novelas e Histórias

As I turned the corner, I heard some voices, muffled but enough to make me stop. It was Melina. She was talking to Laziel in a low, sharp tone. “You’re getting too close to her,” she said. “You don’t see it, but I do.” “See what?” Laziel replied calmly. “She’s not who you think she is,” Melina hissed. “She’s manipulative and assertive. Everything around her crumbles—first Castillo, then Aether, and soon… you.” My heart raced. “What do you mean by crumble? Aether hasn’t crumbled or has he?” Laziel asked

Seeing the lines of comments scrolling by, I stayed calm, expression unreadable. Since I was little, I'd known the truth: everything in this world was a lie. All of us were just characters in a story, made for someone else's amusement like toys. Because of that, I'd grown up lonely and strange and ended up with selective mutism. I didn't think much of it myself. It was only my mother who suffered, always trying to make me happy. "Let go of me! That old man only broke his leg. He can still move his hands. Why can't he be our goalie? And anyway, he wanted to exercise himself—"

“His heart rate is completely normal again.” After my fingers remove the silver needles, my mouth says, “Now our paws must just wait for his wolf to wake up so my mind can assess his condition. My ears heard he and the other pup are in a similar boat, both dealing with a dark mind illness. The other pup's sickness was triggered by a scary kidnapping event when he was small, but what happened to Malek's spirit?” “This little pup,” Benjamin sighs heavily, rubbing his face, “he has a massive obsession with his birth mother. It is an excessive longing for her scent that has done this terrible thing to his mind.”

My gaze remained fixed on the door as I wondered who the man was and what his intentions were for helping me out. “You'll be alright,” the doctor reported, retracting his stethoscope from my chest. “You just need a little rest,” he continued. I tilted my head in all directions and as soon as he walked away, I turned to my right side. My memories reeled in like a movie tape, building up a migraine along with it. I could recall the brutal scene. That was how I wanted to describe it. I was too humiliated to admit I let him have his way. These memories came with pain. Elaine was a monster, I said to myself. A ruthless, self-obsessed demon, I cried.

Rita said, simply and calmly. "Let me make something clear to you, Miss Bethany Madison. Makaila is nothing like you. You are just a bundle of stupidity, foolishness, fake body, bitchiness and Sultriness. Makaila on the other hand is a pretty girl with an open heart, very smart, brave and courageous girl. If you didn't know that, know it now and get it into that empty brain of yours. At least there would be something in it." Rita told her to her face and that left Bethany awestruck.

“In your previous birth, instead of getting to you herself, she used a vulnerable pawn. She dug out the deeply concealed desire for everlasting youth and immortality from the pawn’s heart to reach her own goal,” “Malena…” I muttered immediately, as the words rose onto my lips spontaneously. And nurse agreed serenely. “Yes, Talia, Malena. You’d be baffled to know that Malena wasn’t a maleficent and murderous witch. She was an intensely loving, caring, and amiable woman who never could have imagined hurting anyone, let alone kill them. But that brutal witch Jezebel, transformed her into this evil juggernaut who wouldn’t even wince before murdering even an innocent child,” nurse croaked, her vo

Surprisingly, a median tier creature might pose a threat but with enough preparation, collaboration and planning they could be dealt with. However, when a woman encounters a Malaka, the situation turns into something of a train wreck or the worst-case scenario. The instant Malaka senses the presence of a woman nearby, an extremely weird biogenic fluid secretes inside their brains. This triggers a reaction that creates a domino effect, inducing the Malaka into a state of paranoia. Unfortunately, this biogenic fluid inside their brain gives birth to an unstoppable rush that immediately morphs into a twisted carnal lust. The creature drowns under a stream of maddening degeneracy. This biologica

She wasn’t moving, so I let myself came closer and closer until. “Levi, I want Delight! Let me—oh?” I nearly slumped to the floor because of Caius’ loud voice that surprised me. Even Adalee was surprised, so she cleared her throat on purpose and looked away. Great timing, Caius! I turned to him and gave him a what-the-hell-Caius-you-shouldn’t-barged-in-so-soon look. “Ah,” he mumbled then laughed. “Mianhae. Moleukesseoyo,” Sorry. I didn’t know, he said and his voice was obviously in a teasing tone. “I guess, I should buy one for myself outside. Bye,” he added as he waved his hands.

The other maids who were also in the vegetable garden giggled and squealed. Malerna was thirty-nine years old, of black descent, and a single mother of one five-year-old son. She was Lady Faye’s assistant and her right hand. Lianne treated Malerna like an older sister that she had never had. Residing in a town near the Regaleria mansion, she and her son would trek a kilometer away every morning just to go work in the mansion. ‘Mae’ sometimes she was nicknamed, had always been called a matchmaker of the other maidservants.

The girl glanced at Vivian but uttered only a single word, barely above a whisper, "Malia." "Malia," Vivian repeated softly, acknowledging her response. "That's a beautiful name. Now, Malia, where can I take you? Your home address or perhaps a friend's address?" Vivian continued, attempting to gather more information. However, instead of responding, Malia's face contorted with anguish, and tears streamed down her cheeks.