Reina Malvada Novels & Stories

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Two women and Valenar stood staring at him like a science experiment, while Malik sat on his heels like a lap dog at the younger woman's feet. "What's going on?" He said, struggling to get out of bed. "I am Princess Dalvina Marcello, Alpha Stalker, and should you agree, we would like to bring you to your mate." The kind woman answered, and Shadow now understood why Malik was behaving so domestically. They were in the presence of werewolf royalty.

Valerina let him speak his heart. "That night, I met Carlos in the forest... He said that he is going to hurt her... I wanted to win her trust and thought that she will love me if I save her from Carlos... Carlos is a shapeshifter, he can take anyone's form and that night he created an illusion which made me believe that he is the one with my mother and not dad... I attacked him but it was too late when I realized that it was a trap from Carlos... He was laughing at me while hiding in the woods... He once mocked me that Serenity will choose her mates over her son and that night he proved himself right... She didn't even let me explain..."

And from the injury on his face, he had a hard time. “I found her hiding in an underground cave,” he said wearily. I was stunned. This was a woman?! I stepped forward and yanked off the sack that was covering her head and was met with a pair of golden yellow eyes and jet black hair. Hailey gasped and I turned to her. “Do you know who she is?” She gave a soft nod, trembling as the golden eyes stared angrily and accusingly at her. “She is the right hand of Lady Vadala, one of the three royals here. She has a pack and she makes it compulsory for all wolves to be trained as warriors and has an elite army of the best female wolves.”

King Edward called out, his hand resting on his sword hilt. The figure threw back its hood, revealing a face twisted with malice and eyes gleaming with a dark light. "I am Malora, the Shadow Witch," she hissed, her voice dripping with menace. "I have come to claim what is rightfully mine." I felt a chill run down my spine at the mention of her name. Malora was a powerful sorceress known for her malevolent magic and thirst for dominion over the realms. Her presence alone was a harbinger of doom, and I knew we were in for a battle unlike any we had faced before.

She reached for his hand, and he let her take it. "What do we do?" He leaned in closer, his voice a whisper. "We destroy them. Ciel. Roxanne. Everything they’ve built. Slowly, thoroughly. No redemption. No recovery. I’ll make them regret ever crossing us." Reina’s breathing became shallow. Her mind was still fractured, but a dangerous fire had been reignited in her. She has always been a vain woman. That is what she thrived on. She always competed and made sure she won. But at the moment, she was infected by a bug.

Madison sneered. "Fatal?" "Yes" "Do you know who did this?" Scott asked. A sigh was heard from Madison's lips, and instead of answering him, she could only mutter a name, "Reine" "Who's Reine?" Scott asked, who was Reine? and how dared she messed with his girlfriend? "She is an enemy, I gained over the past few years"

Reina said and old Nana shakes his head. “I didn’t hàte you, I love everyone equally, but your characters suck, must you fight with your colleagues? You guys supposed to be best of friends, not the other way round” Old Nana said and Liza smirked. “There’s no story without a villain, Villian made the story interesting and later dîè a horrible dèath, she’s the one making the palace lively for us, but she will dîè a horrible dèath if she doesn’t change from her bad ways,” Liza said and the silent girl among us chuckled, it seems she loves what Liza just said, I don’t know why Reina loves behaving like witch, if she doesn’t have werewolf saint, I would have said she’s a wîtch, but she’s a werewo

“I know who I am. I’m not part of some royal bloodline.” Malachai shook his head slowly, his laughter low and menacing. “You’ve only scratched the surface of your true identity, Valeria. Everything you’ve been told, everything you think you know, it’s all been lies. But I can help you uncover the truth.” He stepped closer, his presence radiating an unsettling energy, like darkness swirling around him. “Join me, and I’ll show you who you really are. I’ll help you fight for the title you deserve… the Luna Queen.”

Veronica's POV: As Malia lay crumpled on the floor, her once formidable presence reduced to a broken figure, a solemn silence fell over the throne room. The weight of her actions hung heavy in the air, and the kingdom braced itself for the consequences that awaited her. My father, Tyler, the lycan king, stood tall and resolute, his voice ringing out with authority. "Malia," he declared, his tone laced with disappointment, "you have betrayed the trust of this kingdom and tarnished the honor of our bloodline. Your actions have brought pain and darkness upon this kingdom. For your crimes against the crown and its people, henceforth, you are stripped of your royal title and sentenced to the dung