Rainha Malvada Novels & Stories

I froze, my brows pinching together in confusion. "Excuse me?" I asked. Virginia scoffed. "Of course, the snake didn't tell you who she was. Suppose not many know, but we do. Not much we don't know these days. That girl you got there is non-other than Alora Elwood. The next ruler of the realm of dreams. Sorin's prized possession and little thief." She spat, and I felt my whole world spiral as I turned to see the truth written on Alora's face.

A year later, Malia was now fully aware of her powers, and no, she didn't practice safe magic. Her favorite pastime was turning the maids into any animal of her choice. Her mother would have to yell and yell before she released her suspect. One time, she went too far and completely drained the life out of one of the maids. She would have run if I hadn't chanted a spell that kept her rooted in one place until she confessed what she did.

"I saw everything. Everything." "Do not work yourself out. What is it all about?" "A calm prelude before the tempest," she said, having a solemn expression staring ahead in the horizon passed the faces of all the inhabitants of Mars who regarded her in concern. She wasn't seeing them but the beast living in that very moment who will possibly cause the earth to be no more. That Vetrik Jihn Drakon, the red dragon in Rahu. The one in whom an Aryan princess shall face in the near future...

At their center stands a petite girl—no older than fourteen—wearing a crown of black glass. She pouts. “Oh, poo. We missed all the fun.” Violet and I exchange a look, then face her. “The new Queen of Air and Darkness, I presume,” I say, not bothering to bow with all that silver aimed at us. She claps, literally bouncing on her toes. “Aren’t you a clever one. Yes, dear wolf—I am Vaedra. Welcome to the Unseelie Court.”

“Those you call the dead. I call them a collection. They weep, and their tears are oil for my lamps. You, Lyara Wolfborne, are a single breath before a long storm. How could you possibly defeat me?” Lyara clenched her teeth until her jaw ached. “If you’ve captured those thousands, then I have a thousand reasons to end you.” She seized the small opportunity when the mist thinned at Malvior’s elbow—the tip of her claw touched the fabric of his robe, slicing a strand that fell silently. No blood. No reaction except a faint smile. “Sweet,” Malvior said. “But sweetness doesn’t last under the sun.”

Ria's face darkened immediately. "You've been standing behind me for nearly five minutes." The girl immediately dropped to her knees. "I'm sorry, Lady Ria, my hands slipped." "You call this work?" Ria stood abruptly, startling everyone. "I specifically ordered experienced attendants, I didn't ask for children." "My Lady... Before the frightened maid could finish... Ria's palm came down hard on her cheeks, the loud slap sound echoed through the chamber. The young woman's head snapped sideways, she stumbled before collapsing onto the floor.

He would always talk with my mom in a low voice and sound angry when they’d talk. “Hello Angelev, my name is Kali Rooh. I am the ruler of the Lacrimavlian Empire and master of souls and soul bonding. I was called upon as you have sought my presence. Given that you are dark celestial by your mother’s bloodline, the rules of Wengarthria state that I am not allowed to deny you such a request if this had been made out of your free will. Tell me, Angelev, have you requested to see me out of your free will?” The lovely-looking lady who stood among adults lowered herself to my eye level and spoke with a very gentle and tender tone, the same tone Maree always had when speaking with me. She radiated

Today made an exception, the sight alone of Melvin with that Werewolf woman was something that drove her almost to insanity, it had been the last thing he expected while going into the wood after him and as such … She heaved heavily as the wagon moved past the trees on either side of it, by then the sun was out in its full glory but her mind was still under the shades of darkness. She was Zaria Selena Ambrose - The Vampire succubus and princess of the Eastern Colony,no one dared treat her that way. Her First plan was to call everything off but when she thought about it again she saw it a easy way out, if she called it off she would be letting him go easily. She wanted him to pay for humilat

Elaine breathed, snatching the boy’s hand, “Run.” The rain soaked them to the bone, the gash in Andrews' arm melting along his clothes like a red dye. Thunder roared in time with the shrill pounding of alarm bells. The rats scurried through puddles at the pair’s feet as they dodged through alleys. Andrew held her hand tightly, keeping her steady when her foot caught puddles. Elaine didn’t like needing people; she hated knowing the reality of who and what she was, nothing but a tool for luck. That was the curse of her gift; she was only lucky for others. One day, her power would win her the highest knight position in the kingdom, but it also made her nothing more than a weapon. Andrew had bec