Mali J Novels & Stories

If it weren’t for Devin’s hands on my thighs, I would have stormed off and left this forsaken island already. “You’re his P.A.?” Maliya’s mom Lilian gave a questioning gaze. I can see now where Maliya inherited her disgusting attitude. Lilian wears accessories as sparkling as a Christmas light that Santa would ask her to take Rudolph’s place as his guide. Her lips were unnaturally pouty and her nose and cheeks were both needed to be redone by her surgeons. I have nothing against women who go under different procedures but when they’re this judgemental; I say they don’t have the fucking right to be.

Anna speaks up after much contemplation with Lucas, one of her fellow professor. After a few minutes of silence, Dr Malcom, the chief of their department stands up and walks to the center of the room, holding a few documents in his hand. His blonde hair was perfectly gelled to the back and Anna often wondered how his wife let him leave home, looking like that. He was a smart doctor who she always looked up to, but from the few months she had spent in the hospital and under his guidance, she knew fashion wasn’t his specialty.

Laney stood at a corner, watching the scene as his friend was busy with his mate, pounding her endlessly with so much drive in his desire. With glare in his eyes, he was focussing on her lower region and then, lightly touching his lips as Malison fucked Jenilmia so ruthlessly. Laney's member grew hard in awe. Rubbing it, pressing the cap on the stem on a dry log, gently, he felt like getting some more from her tight pussy.

Even if she's the rightful mate of the dominant Alpha but in his eyes, she was just a vermin that hinders his plan to have a strong mate to stand and rule by his side. To be dumped by her mate like that, Tatiana was hurt at the same time, she's in deep rage for putting her in this kind of predicament she never wishes to taste. Yet, her choice to decline was rubbed by him. Alpha Mraz is the root of her misery and feeling angry for everything justified her madness. She has the right to get mad, to resent him, to loathe him but why does her heart still yearn for him? Like there's a speck of puzzle that only he can fix the pieces?

My granddaughter is a pearl Adrian then walked in Adrian : Blue. He was all ?smiles He walked to me and kissed my cheek Adrian : I love you Me: I love you too Mother: I'll go and see my granddaughter. She'll be brought here soon I nodded and she left Adrian : she has a birthmark on her feet. It looks like a whale Me: haha, she's going to be a whale master He smiled Adrian : I hope it's not killer whales? I laughed Me: it's any type of whale. She's really special because animal birthmarks are rare

Mali says as she serves me a plate of cookies. “I’m so sorry. My mind has been all over the place these days,” I say, stuffing a cookie in my mouth. “How is the pup doing?” “Oh, she's fine. Today we are here to talk about you. Has this got to do with Malrik?” Mali says, her eyes going outside to the window probably to make sure her pups are still playing in the vicinity before she fully focuses on me.

He pulled the trigger again. CLICK. "Jam?" he muttered, shaking the arm. "No," a voice said from the pile of broken crates. "Rust." I looked up. Malik was standing. He was swaying, holding his broken ribs with one hand, wiping blood from his mouth with the other. But he was standing. His violet eyes were dim, the inhibitor frequency dampening his power to a fraction of its strength, but he wasn't powerless. He held out a trembling hand toward Kazi’s gun.

Alex said, and walked out of the front door. “You’re sleeping with his mother? What else don’t I know, Levi?” Malachi asked him. “It doesn’t matter,” Levi said, and dragged a hand over his face. “Levi, you met a woman, and you’re sleeping with her, and you tell no-one?” “Who I’m sleeping with isn’t important,” Levi said. “Did you train him?” Malachi asked. “Something like that,” Levi said. “Malachi, he sees things, feels things. He can mask everything, and he’s immune to wolf powers.”

Regina Just the voice of this woman was irritating. But today she is getting on my nerves. I held Margaret’s gaze, my expression unreadable. “Lady Margaret, firstly, I already have the unwavering support of the ministers who served alongside the Grand Duke,” I said calmly. “And secondly, I suggest you tend to your own house’s affairs before concerning yourself with mine. Beyond that, why should I entrust the Duchy’s matters to you over all those who have stood by us for generations, remain steadfast in their loyalty?”