Malivore Myth Novels & Stories

Even so, there was still something about her, an unsettling sense of authority that made my skin crawl. “Good evening,” Viola began. “As many of you know, I am Viola Monroe, CEO and owner of The Monroe Group. If you’ve been watching the news, then you’ve heard the lies about me, how my character and my company’s reputation have been tarnished. They claim I am trying to eliminate all shifters. That I want them wiped out. That I created a drug, or poison, as they call it, to destroy them.” She paused, a smirk forming on her lips. “Well, I’m here to tell you that every bit of that is true.” I stared at the screen, then glanced at Lyanna. “She’s actually admitting it? Why?”

“Your Highness, fated mates are a thing of myth. They don’t exist and the last thing I’ll expect from a person like you who is well knowledgeable about our customs and history is for you to be deceived by some vixen.” “It is still blasphemy even if it’s from you. To speak wrong of my mate and future queen,” I warned and the entire room became deathly silent. She was trying to spin some story. I could tell. “Prince Silvan, as someone that survived the Sacred room, I’m certain that she must possess her own supernatural powers that we don’t know about yet…” Marma continued, despite the warning glares I shot her way. I did an internal eye roll. While I had never been one of those people that wor

Malvora smiled faintly. “They’re not myths anymore.”

“I didn’t lose it. I stepped away.” Draven spat, “You were thrown out.” Malrik’s eyes turned dangerous. “Watch your mouth.” Draven took a step forward again. “Or what? You’ll torture me again?” Malrik’s smile faded. He stared at Draven like he was seeing an insect. “Your biggest mistake,” Malrik said calmly, “was thinking love makes you strong.” Draven’s jaw clenched hard. “I don’t love anyone.” Malrik laughed softly. “You’re still lying.”

But the moment I said it… Something inside me twisted. That same pull. That same strange recognition. Stronger now. Painfully there is no matter how much I fight it. My chest tightened. I shook my head, taking a small step back. “You’re lying,” I said, louder this time. “I don’t have a father.. “ Malvoryn didn’t stand there watching me.. like he expected this… expected my denial.” “I know,” he said calmly.” I know it’s hard to accept but my dear you can’t change the truth.” He said laughing

I didn’t expect him to take my side, but I expected him to know how big of a liar Malia is. “Why would I trust you?” He asked, looking at me after a few seconds. “Malia would never lie to me. She accepted when she was using magic on you. She has no reason to lie.” He added, and I couldn’t stop the humorless chuckle that left my lips. “I am the biggest fool on this earth to even expect anything from you,” I added with a laugh. “Are you trying to answer me back?” He growled at me, and I shook my head in denial.

Jack saw Everly’s eyes widen, and she began to nod, as if that was what she’d been missing. Melting back into his chair, Jack had to think about what his parent had just disclosed. Mages were real? Why in the world hadn’t anyone told him this before? “Are there any other mythological creatures you’d like to tell us about?” he asked. “Vampires? Unicorns? Griffins? Mermaids?” “No, not that we know of,” Victor said with an impish smile. Jack shook his head. He’d dated a witch and didn’t even know it, and now, it seemed she was stirring up trouble.

The people listened but this time, it was Malia who didn’t. Malia had told her, when they became friends that the people around had warned her not to interact with her. That she was a sell out. Always looking for her next money from the people close to her. Malia told Viva that those people were wrong about her. That she was indeed a kind older woman.

- BACK TO PRESENT - Mallory stands up from her seat and angrily clenches her fists as she talks to Aleister. “Aren’t you afraid of the consequences? You are still a vampire in their eyes!” “YES! I am a vampire and I will always be! But you! You are not just a vampire; you are evil and you are a murderer in their eyes!” Mallory laughed loudly. Her laugh is like a laugh of a witch with pure evilness. She looks back at Aleister and smiled.

A whole freaking one-eighty. “This is bullshit.” Malrik cursed softly. And once again, I couldn’t agree more.