Malenia X Tarnished Novels & Stories

“Of course you cannot, girlie. Lana is a hybrid born from a mermaid from the Ambivalent World and an incubus from the Malevolent World.” Twirling the green-colored sherbet in her hand, Cent hummed before she tilted her head to the side while staring at Matilda with eyes full of curiosity. “With her looks, she should have stayed in the Ambivalent World. Her beauty did not match our race. She looks like a nymph surrounded by vile horned beings like what usually happens in the story.” Cent placed her chin atop the back of her hand, her elbow resting on the glass table.

A minute later she answered - "Ametrine, a semi-precious stone of purple color, from dark purple to very light." To be honest, I didn’t catch the connection right now - an endless day and an abundance of information made themselves felt. Alina was silent, but I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes. Without waiting for my questions, she continued: - Here you have, for example, the surname Yantarskaya was passed down from your father. One has only to look into your eyes and the question - why, will immediately disappear by itself. I am Ametrinova, my she-wolf is black, but the tips of the tail and ears have a peculiar coloration, like the color of Ametrin.

She mumbled, biting the inside of her cheek, impotent to lift her head. Her mind was surrounded with vexations she tried to control but to no avail. When Ruth broke the seal she moved back, allowing Zadicus to come and embed the relic in him as well. They all moved back as Zadicus stared at the relic with dead eyes. It was a silver crest which had a strange pattern of a devil that was twinkling in the dark, indicating the souls trapped inside it in which one of them were Leona’s too now. Taking a deep breath, Zadicus’s heart clenched. This isn’t how he wanted to gain this relic; by sacrificing a comrade.

Sapphire continue “ When Mileena shifted when she was five, which shocked me, her father and everyone in the pack. Even since then, she had been bullied but the worst when people call her abomination including the adults. It had become so bad that I decided to leave the pack with her. I thought that my mate will come with but instead he decided to stay behind and let me tell you that was pain for me and Mileena my mate betrayed us. So that why we became rouges” “ That crazy, why will they call your daughter an abomination?” Winston ask. Sapphire looked over to Mileena, they gave each other eye contact when Mileena nodded, she looked at me and said “Mileena is a white Lycan” “ That impossible

“Mazy is immortal.” “Yes, and so are you,” he says. I blink at him, confused. “When you completed the ceremony, you shared power. The white streak in your hair tells me you are now immortal.” He grins and continues to stare at me. “I wonder what other abilities she might have shared with you.” “That happens?” “Not always. The wolves who carry multiple abilities can share after mating, but Mazelina is different again.” he stares harder. “Mazelina is the Legend of the White Wolf and has infinite abilities.”

"Trust me, I love being sick, I love being frozen, ice, frosty, I love this new me and you are going to have a taste of it" "Okay, that's enough" Damien stood and grabbed her wrist and pulled her back but Mystique pouted, the harshness and frosty look disappeared from her eyes instantly. "But babe, I haven't even started yet. It's not fun" She pouted cutely, Damien couldn't look away, wondering if it was the same person. "No, you had enough fun," Damien said dismissingly. Mystique sighed defeated. "Fine, just a mood killer. But can I come back later" She smiled brightly, just like the old Mystique but different, this Mystique was darker and manipulative?

Veronica's POV: As Malia lay crumpled on the floor, her once formidable presence reduced to a broken figure, a solemn silence fell over the throne room. The weight of her actions hung heavy in the air, and the kingdom braced itself for the consequences that awaited her. My father, Tyler, the lycan king, stood tall and resolute, his voice ringing out with authority. "Malia," he declared, his tone laced with disappointment, "you have betrayed the trust of this kingdom and tarnished the honor of our bloodline. Your actions have brought pain and darkness upon this kingdom. For your crimes against the crown and its people, henceforth, you are stripped of your royal title and sentenced to the dung

“What is happening Talen? I was… about to start a spell.” “I’m sorry to interrupt,” he apologized. “Something unforeseen has occurred here and I…” He paused. “I was seeking your advice.” “My advice,” she repeated, surprised. “Sure.” She was a little bit flattered, she thought. “How can I help, Talen?” Connery leaned in, his cheek to hers and the phone and her hand between them, listening in to the conversation. “We completed the werewolf mating,” Talen explained softly. “But there was an unexpected side effect which I believe is due to the hybrid blood ingested. Morgana began to turn.”

That singular fact destroys the lie she had been brewing in her mind; maybe she just got the wrong door. Surprise fills his eyes. Then they harden. He draws his lips into a line. Something unwelcome flits in his gaze. “Melaina.” He shoots. His voice is hard and- angry. Or maybe Electra is just imagining that. Melaina. The name echoes in Electra's mind. She looks at her again. The name is a contrast. She's too fair to be called dark. “Anders.” Melaina calls in that sweet accent that's beginning to haunt Electra. She hates that Melaina is so perfect.