Malice Bg3 Novels & Stories

The beggar just grinned and showed her his large knife, making the woman’s eyes widen in fear at the beggar's sinister grin. “You will have nightmares. It’s payback for killing Grandma Tasing.” The woman’s eyes widened, and she shook her head, begging the beggar not to kill her. “N-no!” Ana opened her eyes as her face turned pale, and she suddenly felt nervous, clutching her chest. “Lady Ana, we have arrived at the mansion,” Alexis informed her as he opened the door for her. “Ana." She stopped in her tracks and noticed all their friends were there. “We heard the news. Why are you being blamed for Tasing Bartolome’s death?”

Malia hastily ran after Leona, who was almost out of sight when she passed the crossroads. From the opposite direction, three men ran and accidentally hit Malia until she fell —sitting on the floor. The three of them turned around and immediately helped Malia to her feet. "Oh? You who came to our house yesterday?" said Malia when her nether managed to catch the figure of the three men who had hit her. The three of them bowed their bodies slightly while saying an apology. "You're a member of the Argent Family?" Gabe asked curiously. His brown bead sparkled when he met Malia's. The girl nodded –smiled politely.

He asked in an annoyed tone. “I can’t, and I won't even let you forget it,” I said pointing my finger towards him. He closed his eyes for a moment, he then eyed me “Ahana for god sake, don’t do anymore act” he admonished me. I was not frightened of him, I whispered in his ears “baby.. An act is about to happen” He looked at me suspiciously, trying to figure out what my next move was. He will fail again and I will win the game. He has to leave Manvi and come to me.

One could see how unsettled they were except Gerald who still maintained his calm. "You should listen to your daughter more closely,Malcolm." Gerald uttered. "The Tribrid is one step ahead of us now. Your Pack is being raided and any moment from now Nicodemus will come flying into this room." Malcolm fears further heightened. His daughter was the only thing crossing his mind at the moment. "We'll have to be calm and very logical if not...we'll have our heads rolling on the floor." Once Gerald finished his words. The door smashed open into pieces revealing the fierce face of Gamma Reece and the monster himself.

“Don’t let it touch you!” But it’s no use. The Flagstaff and Rogers Lake pack have a strong strategy, and they push us toward the side of the pack house, backing us against the tall whitewashed walls. We fight hard, and I take down my fair share of enemies, but it’s nearly impossible to stay out of the path of Malcolm’s poisoned weapon.

“Commonly known as the gray wolf, or the timber wolf. A member of the Canidae family that occupies much of the northern hemisphere.” “Oh you’ve done it now,” Malix says, leaning around Frost to grin at me. “Turned on his encyclopedia brain.” I roll my eyes. “You’re the one who asked the question, idiot.” Malix’s violet eyes sparkle. “There’s kitty’s claws.” “I will end you,” I shoot back in a falsely pleasant voice, and I’m legit bothered by how much I’m starting to like the asshole. I cannot—and will not—become friends with these men. Temporary truce, find the antidote, then kill them. My plan is stone.

He had been watching, waiting for the opportune moment to strike, and now he saw his chance. The sorcerer, known only as Malachi, had a dark history intertwined with the lineage of the pack. Centuries ago, his family had been banished, their powers sealed away as punishment for their wicked deeds. Fuelled by anger and bitterness, Malachi had spent his life plotting his revenge, and the forbidden bond between Lyra, Xander, and Nathan presented the perfect opportunity. With a wicked grin, Malachi devised a plan to exploit the conflict within the pack. He sought to use their vulnerabilities as a means to gain control over their destinies.

Suddenly, Hazel started laughing through her tears and said, "Christine, do you really think you've won? Your real daughter won't even acknowledge you. She won't even look at you!" Christine's face instantly contorted with rage, and she slammed Hazel's head into the ground, drawing blood. "Bitch! You've grown bold! I'm going to send you to Mr. Williams tonight!" Doris stood at the side while grinning maliciously. "The mother's a renowned businesswoman, but her daughter marries a poor man. This is Lana's retribution!" Hazel felt dizzy. Christine's words echoed in her ears. "Remember, this is what you and Lana owe me!"

“What are you doing here?” “I’m waiting for someone,” I said, forcing my voice to stay steady. Malice laughed harder. “Waiting? For who? A cleaner?” People nearby slowed down, curiosity flickering in their eyes. Liam sneered. “You really have no shame. Coming to a place like this after everything.” Malice stepped closer, her voice dripping with mockery. “Did you come to beg again, sister? Or are you hoping to catch another rich man?” My fingers curled into fists.

The Morettis hadn't just killed his wife; they had killed her for a piece of paper that was currently sitting in his safe. He knew that getting angry would only make him messy, and he couldn't afford to be messy. He needed to be smart. He needed a plan to get his revenge and destroy them for good. He needed to hit them where it would hurt the most. "So they want this contract?" Adrian asked, his voice low and dangerous. "They killed my wife for it, and now they’re failing because they don’t have it?" Valentino nodded. "They're desperate. They're looking for a miracle to save their name."