Malenia Novels & Stories

Just the same as the light emitting from the broken crystal. “Who are you?” Malaika’s eyes widened. She was anxious that the girl might harm her, but she was also ecstatic to know she was not alone. The girl smiled as she came closer. She was so beautiful like she had never seen before. She could not identify if she were an elf since her ears were covered. Malaika scrutinized her more. She had a calming aura as if comforting her. She was instantly drawn to her vibrant green eyes that matched her tanned complexion. Her left temple had a strange marking like four swirls.

the brunette said nudging Roman who gave him a death stare. “good morning princess, sorry theses idiots are here, these are Harry and Elijah” Harry was a brunette with green eyes while Elijah was hazel eyed with tattooed skin. “guys, this is Camila” “she looks good and I’m sure she’s also good in...” Harry started to say but he was cut off by Roman digging his eyebrow into his stomach. Harry fell to the ground with a dramatic groan and Elijah rolled his eyes. I chuckled.

Malek ran upstairs towards the washroom, calming her senses. Being near Burak did something to her. Her heart was beating fast and she couldn’t understand why. She always despised him for his ways and only wanted to work peacefully in the company so as to earn something for her mother but this feeling was unusual. Malek shrugged it off focusing on her career and her mother’s goodwill. She washed her face and patted it with the tissue paper when the lights went out. “What the heck?” Malek whispered.

She laughed, looking at Faye who was still uneasy. “What about this one?” Selene looked at the painting that Faye pointed at. It was a painting of a place, a grand piano at one side, a wall of shelves on the other, and a humongous tree at the center that was painted looking like it’s glimmering. At the top center was a name, “DOMUS MALUM” written in an elegant font. Her signature was at the down left corner of the painting. Selene shrugged. “It just came into my imagination,” she said and chuckled.

I consoled her “manvi.. Relax” “Oh lord, what is happening with my daughter? first the Haldi and now this Mehendi is ruined” Nandini said dejectedly. She scolded the lady who was applying the design on Manvi’s hand “Didn’t you check properly..” she was innocent, it was Ahana who had switched the cone. I sighed and said, “it’s okay Mom..” “Yes Nandini, thankfully it's just a bit of her palm, not the legs” Karan concluded.

Then the Titan laughed ominously and said to me, " you are doomed to eternity, but you could have had something more – the history of your illness written on the tablets of the book of the earthly mistress Sophia." – Well, you can read your medical history aloud. Janie Lynx. The patient is 33 years old. Suffers from paroxysmal-progredient of schizophrenia. Hallucinatory-delusional syndrome. Pseudo-hallucinations predominate. Nonsense of invention. Convinced that she has invented a time machine, so it seems to her that she travels in time to different worlds. Pretty face, slim build. The patient is prone to suicidal behavior for delusional reasons. You want me to believe this nonsense?

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

“Jelanie will go to a Fashion week in Paris at the end of the month. Aren’t you gonna go with her?” I heaved a sigh and bite on my pizza before answering her. “As if I want to go with her.” I rolled my eyes in annoyance. Jelanie Green is my sister. I was five years younger than her and she was a famous fashion model. Every single girl in this school knows and admired her for being a beauty which I found funny because her attitude s*cks. Jelainie was not an angel, just like they called her in every magazine they featured her. Her face maybe, but her attitude—oh hell will freeze.

Emerald mentally sighed to myself as Malena walked to the front door. I wanted my questions fully answered, not vaguely and through some riddles. What was wrong with having legitimate answers? As I continued to be deep in thought, I soon heard my name being called. Tearing my eyes away from nothing in particular, I turn my head and see Malena standing there with another woman. The woman was beautiful, not surprising me one bit. In ways she looked a lot like Malena, as if they were related somehow.

A rough growling voice says. I turn to see a woman. She is thin and short. Her hair is long, and her face is covered. "That is right. I am only 17," I answer. She moves closer. "Well, don't get drunk in my place and cause me to lose my liquor license," she says, laughing. I am not sure the supernatural has a liquor license or if anyone can get here that isn't special in some way. I nod while she laughs. "I am Umbra," she says. She moves closer, and I can see her hair is white with small pieces of copper. She was once a redhead, like me.