Novel & Cerita Mileena Mortal Kombat

Yifa had never experienced the anguish of losing a life partner, but it felt as though she had gone through it herself, as her mate deliberately disregarded her existence, causing her immense pain. Her mate had been ensnared by a woman who had passed away three years ago, leaving Yifa heartbroken. Despite her death, this woman had managed to completely captivate his heart, overshadowing Yifa entirely. She embodied everything that Yifa should have been able to show Killian first, as she was his true mate.

What made Mila so different? “Let me make this perfectly clear,” Mila purred, her voice dripping with a mixture of disdain and mockery. “Tomorrow, at the crack of dawn, you two will battle fiercely to the death. No tricks, no mercy will be permitted—just a vicious brawl until one lone victor remains breathing. Do we have an understanding?” She lifted one slender brow when she was finished, regarding us like insects she planned to squash beneath the heel of her boot. I hadn’t felt this small since before we had ended the Luna’s reign.

“I know you’ve all noticed that things have been...different lately. Your mother and I haven’t been ourselves, and I owe you an explanation.” Lisa straightened in her seat, her gaze sharp and unblinking. “This is about that man at the mall, isn’t it? The one you won’t talk about.” Alex nodded, impressed by her intuition but wishing she didn’t have to shoulder such burdens at her age. “The man we saw is named Ricardo Mateu,” Alex began, his voice steady but tinged with an edge. “Years ago, he was a rival of mine in the business world. Ruthless, conniving, and willing to do whatever it took to get ahead. He—” Alex paused, his jaw tightening as the memories resurfaced. “He wasn’t just a rival.

I looked down to the cave that they were standing in and I jumped down in a couple of bounds, off of the side of the cliff that I was standing on until I was in front of Mila and Maleficent. “My family will never turn on me.” Mila said. “Scarlett did.” I said. “Scarlett is the bitch that should be punished. She’s the one that made Mila what she is today.” Maleficent said. “And I will be speaking with her about that when I see her again. Believe me. But right now, step aside.” I said. “I can’t do that.” She said. Mila then shot an energy blast at me and I put up a sheild of ice that reflected the energy blast and had it bouncing all around the room until I finally let down the wall of ice.

There were more important things to attend to than my wounds. "No, he doesn't. He's only angry and doesn't know the truth. You also don't know the truth. That's why I want to keep you safe!" As we ran through the gallery, we found an enemy standing in the hallway. I immediately recognised him. He was Colin's warrior. My blood boiled— the ones that hadn't spilled at least. But Mila pushed me behind her. "I got this!" Before I could say otherwise, she snarled and ran with inhuman speed towards the man. She climbed up his body in swift, easy movements and slashed through his throat with her claws before snapping his neck. He was dead before his body hit the floor.

Killian grabbed his own shoulder and snapped it into place, his face contracting in pain. My heart pounded in my ears, panic strangling my heart as I stood there. “It’s funny, you know,” Tommen said, “Mila and you were supposed to be dead thirteen years ago but survived.” He snarled. “I am going to right the wrongs today.” He lunged. Killian blocked him—not without difficulty—but it was all quick and blurred. For a moment the knife came too close to Killian’s neck. The fear almost robbed me of my vision. But I can’t. Killian can’t die.

Chapter 2 Boom! Selene felt an explosion in her mind. There was excruciating pain in her body, and her heart seemed to have been ripped out of her chest and torn into pieces. Her wolf, Kara, howled out in her mind in pain. Selene felt the pain she had never felt before in her life, and even blood came out of her lips. Her legs turned numb and weak, and she knelt on the floor in agony. ‘Selene, I, Killian Thorne, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Silvermoon pack, reject you as my mate.’

She'd learned the layout of the main floor, identified security patterns, begun to understand the household dynamics. And she'd seen him. Alpha Kael Stormridge, in the flesh. Marcus's killer. Sera pulled out her phone and scrolled to the photos she'd saved-pictures of Marcus, smiling and alive. The evidence of his murder. The anonymous note that had started everything. She needed to remember. Needed to keep the hatred sharp and clear. But when she tried to summon rage, tried to feel that burning need for vengeance... Nothing. Just exhaustion and emptiness. Her wolf was silent. Her heart was numb. She was a weapon, yes, but weapons didn't feel. They just cut.

Mila's POV I gasped as Morticia grabbed my neck with her hands, her nails digging deep into my flesh as I whimpered. "What are you doing?" I managed to voice out. Morticia didn't answer me as her eyes were shining with a bright light. She screeched lightly and tightened her grip. My eyes widened in shock. Morticia was the other demon creature that had been doing all the killings. "Morticia, it's me, Mila," I struggled to speak as her hands didn't leave my neck

I hope you don’t go down the way your son did just a while ago, Elena added coldly. I stilled. So that was it, she dared, the little wolf dared. I smiled, cold and cruel. Oh no, Elena, have you already forgotten who I am? I took another step, fingers twitching. Your memory is poor, but don’t worry. I’ll refresh it once I’m through slitting your throat open. Elena, step back, Mila said, pulling her gently. But Elena stood tall, unyielding. Exactly, Mila hissed, stepping beside her. That’s what you’re good at, killing, slitting people’s throats, stabbing them in the back like a snake in velvet.