Moors Maleficent Novels & Stories

maybe it worked for a certain God. A FEW MOMENTS LATER… “Now then..” Audelia stared at the disappointing God who was sitting in ‘Seiza’ pose in front of her as she stood with crossed arms. “Let’s talk.” “Bwuh.. Ywesh..” The disappointing God, a.k.a Ultimia answered while caressing his swollen cheeks. “How come I, who in the previous life only have two mana affinities.. NOW.. I have all except for darkness?” With one finger kept tapping while crossing her arms, Audelia glared down at the disappointing God.

The third day dawned with a heavy, oppressive air. Within Finlay’s chambers, Moira lay curled on his bed, her body trembling with pain. Her skin, usually luminous and glowing, had taken on a pallor that unsettled anyone who saw her. Her golden eyes were dull, clouded with hunger and anguish, and the sharp angles of her face looked more severe in her weakened state.

Oh the bad moon that was still two long weeks but it was already messing with his head, along side his inner horny wolf. {E} Roman! {R} What? {E} Stop making her look so hot in my head! {R} Now why would I stop, when you already feel like f^- {E} Roman! Stop, she's underage! It's not going to happen! His horny wolf calmed down and knew he'd never dare cross her panty line if she was underage. For the time being, Roman knew he'd had to lock himself up due to the bad moon approaching, because he had a bad feeling, he wouldn't be able to control himself around her.

With a smile on his face he pulled the woman from the stone table and dragged her screaming by her ankles into the centre of yhe pentagram. My breath caught in my throat as I watched the moment unfold. In a swift, practiced motion, Andre plunged the athame into her chest. Time seemed to freeze, the chapel silent except for the crackling of the flames. Her blood pooling on the stone floor beneath her, flowing through the grooves etched into the pentagon. It snaked toward the fire, and as it met the flames, they erupted into a vibrant red, a violent and beautiful transformation. As her heart ceased to beat, a rush of energy surged through the room, and I could feel the air crackle with raw pow

“You still don’t see it. That power inside you, it’s not yours. It was given. Born from sacrifice. You carry the Eclipse flame. You carry her.” Callum’s voice was sharp. “That doesn’t make you her mate.” “No,” Victor said darkly. “But it does make me her king.” He raised the staff and drove it into the ground. The valley screamed. A deafening, gut-wrenching howl erupted from the earth as the magic surged. The ground split open, and from the cracks, shadows began to rise. Not beasts. Not spirits. Wolves. Hundreds. Maybe thousands. All black as pitch. Eyes glowing silver. Armor made of bone.

You know how callous and ruthless Moon is, he may have my head if I knock on his door without notice," he replied facing downwards, shivering. Stone gasped and dialled a number. "Your presence is needed here" he ordered and the person on the other side of the phone hung the call immediately. "Bastard! He yelled into his phone and sat on his huge black chair. "What a fine bitch, we got here! He stared at her through his mask seductively as he chuckled. The lady has short blonde hair with oceanic eyes, a fair skin. Her lips glitter and are a bit glossy. She's a bit plump. She couldn't stop shivering. Her eyes were full of terror.

His blood red eyes watched the moon as the priestess went around the circle, sprinkling something and chanting incantations. "Are you ready, alpha?" Zane nodded, then moved his eyes away from the moon. The priestess nodded, then pushed her staff into the ground, so it stood firm. She then brought a knife, then extended her hand to Zane, while she stood outside the ring of fire. He gave her his palm, and she quickly slit it open, just as the moon popped behind the cloud, as if to bless the occasion. The place became awash with light, and the priestess chanted hard, Zane's blood flowing down to the fire.

The cut wasn’t deep, but fresh blood oozed out. “I’ll die before you can touch me,” she spat bravely, her lips already losing color. Until... BANG! The door slammed open. Aurora gasped. The entire room filled with men in black. And then, he stepped inside. A tall figure. Broad-shouldered. Exuding power. His presence sucked the air from the room. His gray eyes were sharp. Cold. Dangerous. The old man trembled. “M-Mr. Moore..” Aurora barely heard him.

Maleficent chuckled, ‘You are either a very brave or very stupid child but I like your feistiness’ Ella held her breath as the evil Witch spread out her arms looking for all the world like a huge black crow, ‘I, Maleficent, Queen of the Darkness do hereby give notice that the lives of the half-blood Brothers, Ansitif and Phillipe, and the Mother of Cinderella, the Moon Goddess, are all given back to them. No harm shall come to them’

Summoning the flock of red and black butterflies around her, the glow within her yes intensified as the lust to crush the person in front of her doubled. This is bad. I am excited to test my competency of how far am I from being the monster that my father expected me to be. “Interesting scenario. Looks like our vanguard has been caught. Do you want my help?” The familiar arrogant voice of Damon the Prideful stopped Maleficent from her plan on attacking Angelo from under the water. Floating beside her, a smirking amber-eyes horned being with both of his arms crossed as he looked at her with interest and amusement.