Malice Bg3 Novels & Stories

“I am a blood witch. The finest of my kind. A sworn enemy to wolves.” ‎ ‎Rage simmered in my chest—all these years… all the lies. ‎ ‎Elena stepped forward, her voice trembling with anger. “Why are you working with Malachi?” ‎ ‎The witch cackled. “Malachi? He is nothing more than a pawn. A tool in my elaborate plan.” ‎ ‎I raised my gun, aiming straight for her heart. “Then this ends now.” ‎ ‎Her eyes gleamed. “Careful, boy. If I die, your father dies with me.”

“If possible, I hope you lose, so that you will beg me, because you will have no money left, hmm? Where were you all this time?” Elsewhere, Marcel was planning his next move. He would not give up easily. Each defeat would be repaid with a new, more cunning strategy, and this battle had just entered its most dangerous stage. And one thing was certain: love, ambition, and revenge would collide, testing Morgan’s strength more than ever before. ‘Alice… I will not let myself collapse again. I will take my revenge, yes… but with intelligence, not with foolishness. I will make sure you are safe, and I will win your heart completely.’

They looked exhausted and beaten, like they hadn’t slept in days. Yeah, this place had been through hell. And honestly, I wasn’t even surprised. Not really. Malcolm’s ego had always been a damn problem. The man had a habit of throwing people out whenever they disagreed with him, banishing wolves left and right for the smallest things. So of course, Silvermoon had the highest number of rogues out there. Half of these attacks were probably revenge from the same wolves he had cast aside. Still, standing here now, seeing the destruction up close, it hit me harder than I expected.

My voice cracked at the end, the pain echoing from the depths of my soul. Good heavens! I was only beginning to comprehend the full gravity of the perilous circumstances in which I was ensnared. "You truly do not wish to know," a dry, impassioned voice, husky with emotion, responded. I slowly turned my head in the direction of the speaker, my mouth agape in astonishment. Malachi certainly embodied the archetype of a dark, brooding prince. His countenance displayed not a hint of remorse for the victims claimed by his curse. Monster. Controlled by a curse or not, they were undeniably murderers.

But the closer I reached where they were beginning to crowd the more I realized whose blood was spilled. Arwen howled in fear. 'Malakai!' Arwen howled to tell me what she picked up on. I could smell his scent. 'It's Fang too!' She told me. Their scarlet scents struck my nose as I only caught a view of Mal. Where's Fang? 'Who cares! It's Malakai!' Arwen said in excitement. Mal's small wolf form trotted up to us. He was limping and hiked his leg when he met us at nose length. I could smell the fresh blood that came from his wounds. He had opened them back up and I could taste the scent of wolfsbane coming off of him. Oh no! Mal! What happened to you? I raced to his side as I eyed over his inju

Malia shook her head dejected "Yes, but it isn't only because of that boy, errmm Dave, David or whatever you call him," "Then, because of what," Malia said feeling nervous and pale every single second "I told her your dad, Morgan killed her mum, Lily," He said smiling "What, my dad can't even kill a cockroach," Malia shook her head negatively "Yes, Morgan is a coward, he can't do it," He nodded admitting it, and paused," By the real truth that Ivy is mistaking is...,"

He looked at Thea beside him and asked, “By the way, I remember hearing you mention Exalter. What exactly is that?” James had wanted to ask her this previously but did not have the opportunity to do so. Thea did not hide the truth and explained everything that happened in Medical Valley after she was injured in the battle against Simon, including her discovery of the Book of Malice. Hearing this, James was shocked. He never expected True Heavenly Breath to have a nemesis. Moreover, it was his wife who could restrain him. “Hehe.” Thea waved her fist and said, “Don’t think you can do as you please after practicing the Invincible Body Siddhi. My Murderous Energy is the nemesis of the Invincible

"Lumen wolves are trained to hunt traitors." Across the room, Malcolm sharpened his dagger with methodical strokes. The rhythmic scrape of steel on stone hadn't ceased since we'd arrived. His blue eyes lifted to meet mine, no regret, only grim determination. Eric slammed the bolt home on the door, his scars pulsing angrily where Genevieve's shadows had licked his skin. "We move at dawn." He tossed a burlap sack at Malcolm's feet. "Human clothes. You'll need them in Blackwater."

Jared's face was a mask of amusement as he watched her reaction. "What the fuck do you want? Answer me!" Hector growled. Jonathan, Leonard, and a few other warriors trotted over at that moment. At the same time, Katia, Evangeline, and Maliyla walked up. "Oh, Alpha Hector, do you really want to die here in front of your pretty little mate?" Jared mocked. "If anyone is going to kill him, it's me," Maliyla said, her eyes flashing a light blue as she walked toward Hector. The smug grin on Jared's face started to dissipate as soon as Maliyla's eyes changed colors. It was at that moment that I saw his weakness.

“Genevieve, I understand that you don’t think this is a good idea but this is the only plan we have got. Give us a new plan and I will call back our chiefs and we would be done here. So tell me, is there anything you have in mind, something else you think we can do to avoid this impending calamity?” “I do, we find that brat and kill her just like Melissa had said,” she replied. “Fine then, how about you leave now to the human realm and alert us when you find her,” Malachi raised an eyebrow. Genevieve frowned. “I don’t know where your loyalty lies anymore, Malachi, but you should never forget that those people killed our prince, always remember that.”