Moors Maleficent Novels & Stories

Her right breast is gone; she was chained and she is crying in pain. “Give me that!” She screamed but the scary beast appeared again from above. This time he has big, black wings that are shaped like bat wings and he is holding a metal stick that is bigger than the normal human arm. “No please… no!” Begged by the naked woman who is trying to grab my blanket.

Her hands were bound with a strip of red cloth, heavy chains clinking with each step. Her face was gaunt and stricken, her features sharp despite her age. Her white hair hung in thin, unkempt strands, streaked with remnants of black, as if time and something far darker had refused to fully claim her. “Morgana,” one of the elders announced. “A dark witch who has been aiding Valentina and Freya.” The moment she was brought forward, both Freya and Valentina’s composure shattered completely. Fear flashed across their faces, raw and undeniable.

Nicodemus sighed lightly. "Well then,show me your best and I'll be sure to give you a merciful death." He finished with a short laugh. Mirabelle watched as her hybrids eyes changed to golden yellow with black veins popping out from the sidelines. They launched at him with speed but half of them got their neck twisted mid air before reaching Nicodemus who still maintained his calmness. Mirabelle's gasped while the others wondered in confusion how their mates died. Nicodemus turned to his back also surprised to see his Gamma appear with witches and werewolves of the Centurion Pack.