Mali J Novels & Stories

approving nod. “You know what, Aria? I think you should do it.” Aria blinked in surprise. “You do?” “Of course,” Maliya said, reaching out to take her sister’s hand. “You’ve always felt trapped here, haven’t you? Like you don’t belong. This is your chance to change that. To find out the truth for yourself.” Aria felt a rush of relief. “So you won’t tell anyone?” Maliya squeezed her hand reassuringly. “Not a soul.” Aria smiled, genuinely grateful. “Thank you, Maliya. This means a lot to me.” “Anything for my dear sister,” Maliya said smoothly. But behind her warm smile, something else lurked. Something Aria didn’t see. A Secret Deal That night, after the pack had settled into its usual quiet

he said, pointing to the massive man by the map. "That's Malik. Earthbound Nephilim-blood. Formerly a chief structural engineer for the Dangote Resource Group in Lagos. He was blacklisted after a falling out with his bosses made him bring down a corporate skyscraper with the board of directors still inside. He’s an intuitive architect. Smarter than he looks, heavier than he feels." Malik gave a single, curt nod, his eyes flicking to Lachlan before returning to the blueprints.

Mine to wield. Footsteps crunched outside, heavy and deliberate. The flap lifted, and Malachi ducked inside, his massive frame filling the space. Towering over her at nearly seven feet, his body was a map of scars and sinew, black hair tied back to reveal sharp cheekbones and eyes like polished obsidian. He wore only loose pants of hide, his bare chest gleaming with a faint sheen of sweat from whatever predawn exertions he'd been about. In his hand, he held a strip of dried meat and a waterskin.

’ I asked. ‘I can’t get control of Thor. He is determined to mark Mali.’ ‘Mali is determined to mark Thor,’ I sighed. Thor pushes Adrian back, and Mali does the same to me. They both get together and mark each other. ‘MALI, NO!’ I screamed out. This is bad. Really bad. ‘WE ARE VIRGINS, MALI!’ ‘That’s exactly why we are doing this, Clair. You are never going to get anywhere by being understanding all the time! You'd better claim your man!’

Fatma Mathilda was the pack leader and it meant she was the wolf. Hana was always the caring mother, like an orangutan. Agnes was the cub fox. Abigail was their deer. And Edith was the little pup. Fatma knew she was nothing, but a little scaredy hummingbird. But not anymore. Fatma promised herself that she would be now changed, and that she would slay her battles and save those who need saving like she was before. And like Linda now.

, Genie inquired. “Asmird”, Malik said “Never heard of that before. How do I know you aren’t making shit up?”, Genie asked him “You should check it up. Prince Abdulmalik Hassani III, Asmird and if you need to check pictures, you should probably take one of me to compare” “You’re pretty confident in your cock and bull story”, Genie asked with skepticism “I do not lie, Genie. I have no reason to”, Malik told her firmly. “Fine. I’ll check it up later”, Genie assured him

I tell him “You are taking time this time, Ric. Can you find him or do I need to ask Maliah’s grandma for help finding someone?” “Her grandmother? What does she know about hunting rats?” Ric's voice was forced as he spoke and I knew he felt offended that I was insinuating he was inefficient and he hated that more than anything else. “Maliah is an Ishii, man.” I confessed, running my hand down my face. “A fucking what now?” He scoffed but I could tell he was amused. “I know” I laughed “Crazy, right? After telling myself you’ll be the only crime-related asshole I’ll ever acquaint myself with”

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.

She was that one friend who stood by me when everyone else seemed to neglect my presence. "Morning, Malia," I replied, mirroring her warm smile. "Have you heard the latest news?" she asked as I shrugged, picking up the mop to start my daily chores. "What news, Malia?" I inquired, rolling my eyes playfully, eager to hear the gossip she was about to share. "Did you know one of the young masters left because his mate was wolfless!" Malia shouted, her excitement evident as she passed along the intriguing piece of information.

Now it made sense why he had just attacked me. “I don’t have your brother,” Malachi replied. “Did you kill him?” He asked. “No, I didn’t kill your brother,” Malachi answered honestly. He hadn’t killed him, I had. “Stop lying to me! Or you will die like the boy and girl!” Ramos said, his anger taking over again. “They didn’t die. You should have done more research. James is a Beta, it means he heals quicker and is stronger than your average pack member,” Malachi said calmly.