Novel Mala Novels & Stories

"I tried to, but I dropped it in the well. There were Silver Hunters everywhere. I was trying to get away with it, but I ... I failed." She grimaces from the pain. "It's not .... the well." "What?" I blink. Alec raises his head, alarm in his eyes. "It's not in the well?" "No," she murmurs, then coughs. "Where is it?" My breathing comes fast, and suddenly, my hands are shaking. "Dyad ... Marketplace ..." She coughs again, blood splattering onto her lips. "Ask ... about it there." I shake my head. "Dyad Marketplace. I have no clue where that is."

Just as he finished speaking, Alessandro immediately reached out his hand to snatch the piece of paper and crumple it into a ball, as he stood up in a panic, and said to Leslie in a trembling voice, "This ghost in your, your house has, has become a spirit, I, I don't have the means to subdue him for the time being..." "Start writing!!!" Maleah said in surprise and Alessandro's face paled even more. "Alessandro you bastard!!" Maleah also anxiously ran towards the door, she seemed to remember something as if she had remembered something again, as she came to the door she turned back to Leslie and said, "Leslie, you, you..." She was already too anxious to speak, and Leslie couldn't afford to fa

Vittorio – POV At His Mansion, “Lock the fucking doors. Nobody enters and Nobody breathes unless I say so.” The heat slapped me the moment I stepped into Malva’s circle. The walls pulsed red from the fire in the center of the room. Sweat already gathered at my back, sliding down my spine. Smoke curled thick in the air, burning herbs mixed with blood, something sweet and rotten, something alive. Malva stood barefoot by the flames, her long braids wet with oil, her skin shimmering with sweat. She didn’t look at me. Didn’t speak. Just dropped bone after bone into the fire like she was feeding some starving god.

And so, I needed to pause my search for the truth about Mother Renata, and I would have to take this new hurdle at hand. My olden bed creaked as I stood. There were scattered books around it that was mostly from the forbidden section. Some of them were my favorites like the Princess of Nile, Glory for Gloria, and the The Dead Prince of the New Dynasty. All of them jumped as I jumped off my bed. I had nothing, but ways to kill an evil man from the stories, so I hid the books on the wooden floor. I walked out my room, and went straightly to the library to look for more inspirations from the great minds of the literature. I thought that I would be alone, but there was someone who already had he

Malem's POV I heard a knock on the door, I went out to check but there was no one. I guess it was my boredom that was getting the best out of me. I went back and laid on ny bed. I groaned loudly , not in agony or pain or anger. But sheer boredom. I allowed my mind to drift, I was so worried about my new life here. Making friends, being the new kid and all, I hated being the new kid. I hope I did not do anything to cast and become a laughing stock.

Nora’s POV I ran as much as my legs could carry me. I didn’t stop-didn't dare to. My heart was pounding louder than my footsteps as I ran down the streets, thinking about how miserable, entangled and confused my life was. A wind of confusion blew against me. Olivia, Alaric, the wolves, Il Sangue Freddo, Alpha Marlik, and Ravyna. Who are they? What the hell is happening? I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn’t notice the big stone that was ahead of me, until I stumbled on it.

It must be fascinating to be up there watching your creations suffer yet still look for you. Lucas got to Santuario del Santo Cristo near midnight already after making sure Selene is already in deep sleep. He turned off the car engine after he parked beside the church and stepped out. When he is approaching near to Domus Malum, he felt some different energy. An ominous feeling that was very familiar to him. His eyes widened when he figured out where the energy comes from, he rushed down to the bunker and opened the door to Domus Malum. “Zera!” He yelled for her name as soon as he got inside. He ran to the lounge to find it cold empty and left untouched. He rushed to his room, pushing the doo

she adds with an hair flip. Jayden chuckled. “So, what are you doing here?” “Came to pick out some books,” Malvika said with a shrug. “So, Robert Ludlum, uhn?” she said, peering at the cover of the book in his hands. Jayden glanced down at the book. “Oh yeah,” he said. “This is actually his first book that I’m going to read. It’s a thriller, so I guess I should enjoy it.” “You read thriller. Wow! You are better than I thought!” Malvika said and he laughed. “Oh no!” she gasped.

} Wan asked sardonically. “Killing them is merely a necessity. I find no pleasure in what I am doing.” Wan took a second to open her mouth once again. {Hey, can I know what it’s like to be inside the book?} Malikul, who was searching for any communication device with the corpses around, halted his hand and looked up to the sky, where the blue-ish light flickered. Wan, the creator of the novel. He had the writer ability - which was the mystic ability that could drop anyone that he desired inside the book for the sake of the novel plot.

Becca joined in on the fight with Mr. Seghal against Malia using a ball of her fire power as Mr. Seghal tried to physically tackle her. Malia spun away from Mr. Seaghal’s close grasp as she used a ball of water bigger that Becca’s fireball which quenched the fire in mid air as she aimed it at Mr. Seghal. Before he could drudge the attack he was hit by the water ball. He was caught off guard and was now drenched.