Novel & Cerita Malice Bg3

Malachi chuckled, "Do you believe you can beat me? Not even close, you are weak, just as your mother is. It's a shame I had to kill her because she was with your father, who is worthless.” William was enraged when he heard that, his wolf, Dominic, surfacing with emerging fangs and talons. “You bastard, you killed my mother, you the reason that I grew up without a mother? You caused my father immense suffering for years," William yelled. With a continuous smirk, Malachi appeared to have no worries. Witnessing William's agony brought him satisfaction, serving to diminish his rival. “Do you believe I have any regard for you and your father? I don't care; as a gift, I'll explain how I could kill

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

Even after half an hour, he couldn't fall asleep so he retrieved the Forbidden Book Of Ancient Spells of The World and started turning pages, digging about the spell. The Ancient Concealment and Deception Spell of Divine Beasts was an old magic practice which could only be performed by the most eligible warlocks of the world. To be able to perform one, the warlock or witch performing it must come from a special lineage called the Mixed Bloods, a hybrid race of shifters who came from many different origins. Malachi frowned at the explanation of the race but continued turning pages until the sun came out the next day. Only then did he drop the book, an hour later after the first light of day.

, he said. I could not help but cut in. “Oh yes”, I said. “As it turned out, those horrid birth marks on my back were actually the Royal markings concealed by a spell”, I said, my tone mocking enough so that he could get the message within. He looked away and brought a hand up to scratch his chin, a habit I detested seeing as it brought out memories I was not fond of. “I see”, he murmured.

I cast another spell, this time summoning an army of fierce spirits to fight alongside me. The spirits materialize, their eyes glowing with a fierce intensity. With a wave of my hand, they charge towards the Silver Hunters, their ghostly claws tearing through the air. The Hunters are taken aback, but they're also prepared. They've been practicing their magic, and one of them casts a spell that sweeps through my spirits, decimating them. My heart sinks. This will be even harder than I thought. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Heather running away. She's made it to safety.

"Amelia, I promised her I won't leave her and now it is inevitable to break that promise. I am going to find that damn woman at any cost and take revenge for what she did to my brother." "But Sean she didn't know the consequences of what she did. I am sure she doesn't know that all this happened." I looked at him with so much anger that I think he could see the red in my eyes. And yes he did because his gulp just confirmed it. "She bloody knew he was sick and the operation was necessary but no all she cared was her revenge. It is time to end the game she started." I said wiping my tears, I am not going to shed a tear for her even if I did for my brother. Amelia you always saw the good side o

Nathan quickly interjected with tangible vexation at the sound of my father's choice of words, earning himself a scowl from him. "You shut up," He swiftly bit back at him with a pointed look, making him bristle as he peered between the two of us, but thankfully didn't continue arguing. Blowing out a tired sigh, my father lowered himself into a crouching position so that he could be at the same eye-level with me, resting his elbows over his knees as he started to explain, "Carina, we're...You, and me and your sister, we're not humans either. We share an ancient bloodline, the shaman bloodline. Our veins are filled with magic,"

Copyright ©️ 2025 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions “There is nothing unnatural about a witch. What is unnatural is punishing innocence for something out of their control.” “Bullsh*t! You breed them on purpose to infect our kind…” Malic continues to yell at a man. Their features are all warped from the smoke and magic in the air. I see Malic raise his hands and flex his fingers towards the other man who goes flying. Then a blast of energy sends me backward as well. I hit my head and everything goes dark.

The rogue’s lips curled into a sly grin as he stepped deeper into the shadows, positioning himself directly in Bruce’s path. “Rough night?” Malrik asked, his tone mockingly sympathetic. Bruce stopped abruptly, his bloodshot eyes narrowing at the figure emerging from the darkness. “Who the hell are you?” he barked, though his voice betrayed a flicker of fear. “A friend,” Malrik said smoothly, spreading his hands in a gesture of peace. “Or, at least, someone who can help you... get even.” Bruce snorted, wincing as the motion sent a sharp pain through his ribs. “Get even? Did you see what that thing did to me? What am I supposed to do, hit it with a stick?”

Chapter: 33 ******** Dirk closed his eyes, realizing the man's name— the one who had violated him in the bathroom and now held his secrets. His mind raced, contemplating his next move. One thing was certain: Malta must not be allowed to live. However, Dirk couldn't kill him himself. Confronting Malta again would be dangerous and foolish. So, he needed to entrust someone else with the task. But who could he rely on with these secrets? Bogo seemed capable, but he already knew too much, and Dirk hesitated to expose him to further danger, at least for now.