Melina X Tarnished Mga Nobela at Kwento

I was both physically and emotionally drained. I didn't think I have any strength to fight anymore, Derek's betrayal had already snatched that from me. As for Lucian... I was back to the monster who owned me. And this time, I think the leash would only get tighter. The hits never came as I felt myself floating into the welcoming darkness. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I was so desperate to save our pack that I decided to banish my mate. “I have no other motive to lie about this, Alpha. And even if you come to find Kylie, I have no right to her anymore because I’m not her mother,” her voice broke. “I’m just really scared that she will meet her real father, Alpha. In no time, Kylie will definitely be influenced by the evil and viciousness of the Lycan King himself,” Mila continued, sniffling. Every werewolf in this region was well aware of how the Lycan King worked. He’s untamed, with no remorse and pure violence.

As Melina started to expose the extent of the deceit, Damon's reality started to blur. Melina's words hit Damon's emotions hard. She admitted to never having feelings for him and confessed to using him as a pawn in a bigger plan. She had a look of wicked delight in her eyes while she detailed how she had made up false stories about Kyra, convincing Damon to push her out. "Xander and I have been in a relationship long before you even met me," Melina continued, her voice full of disdain. Your son does not belong to you; he belongs to Xander. We planned the independent assaults to undermine the group and seize power.

I shouted as more flickers of gold appeared in the ward. ​"They're taking the resonance!" Harl yelled, swinging his wrench at a newborn that tried to touch the central trunk. The wrench passed through the entity’s chest as if it were made of light, the metal turning to liquid iron and splashing harmlessly onto the floor. "We can't hit them, Elara! They’re made of the same stuff as our blood!" ​"They want the memory of the scar," I realized, the mercury in my mind flaring with a sudden, sharp clarity. "They were born perfect, but they can't survive without the context of the wound. They’re trying to 'Fix' us by absorbing our history."

I approached them, my face neutral and muscles tense, ready to defend myself if there was any need. "You're a hard person to see" Melanie eyed my frame. She was different from our first encounter. The graceful smile had disappeared, the hate in her eyes was loud. She was like a docile kitten before but now, all her claws were out. "What can I say? I'm busy" I said nonchalantly and she snarled at me. "Get off your high horse already" Lauren shouted, her animosity matching her master's. "In case you don't know, Melanie's position is official. The second full moon has passed and she lives. She’s going to be marked and you are going back to being a bottom barrel servant" Grace added venomously.

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

How could he not, given that those are his father’s buddies? It felt as if old wounds had resurfaced. Jax had put his faith in those individuals, and they ended up betraying the entire family in exchange for money and luxury. He displayed emotions once again that day. He cried and cried till he didn’t think there were any more tears to shed. “Quella Fennimore, the mastermind,” he read out loud after his tears had dried. He had a terrible aftertaste on his tongue. He promised to God that he would never, ever forget that surname, let alone that name.

"It's over Jaxon,I am not your mate and this will never work out!" "MINE!" Jaxon growled It was as if everything slowed down . I watched as Jaxon advanced towards me with his claws elongated and how the alpha grasped him by the neck and sunk his claws. "I Alpha Xerxes Knight banish you Jaxon Rider as a member of the Dark Pack and declare thee rogue". All the tattoos on Jaxon's arm seemed to disappear one by one and Jaxon let out a heartbreaking howl. "Get out of here rogue " "Not without getting what's mine "

I didn’t need to. Mum went on, her voice careful. “No one accused the new girl outright. But whispers... they grow legs. And they ran fast. It wasn’t until weeks later that someone overheard a confession.” She turned to me. “It was the jealous girl. She took it and hid it. Blamed the new girl because she felt invisible the moment she walked in.” My jaw tightened. “That’s so messed up,” I said before I could filter it. “Like—how callous can someone be? To make a whole plan just to ruin someone else?”

" The words cut through me like a blade and I stood there, hollow. I stepped away, my vision blurring against the hot burn of tears, but his laughter stuck behind me like a shadow. "Enjoy your stay, then," Marcus replied, standing, brushing off pretend dust from his arm, "Ten years is a long way. if you make it through it." He leaned forward enough that I could feel the coolness of his breath against my ear. "But for me? Don't count on it." He stood up straight, evened out his collar, and, one final venomous smile twisting his lips, strolled away from me into the clean quiet. I turned over onto my back, staring up at the ceiling, my body battered and battered, but hurting the most was that I