Reina Malvada Mga Nobela at Kwento

____ The magic city of Mala Inside the throne room, there are 7 thrones with an empty throne in the middle, while the other 6 are occupied by 5 people (Noe- Elf Queen, Nay- Druid Queen, Nia- Fairy Queen, Noa- Ice Queen and Violet- Shadow Dragon) and one little child (Erin- the Vampire Queen). They all wear white clothes that are closed complete with masks.

“Have you read the novel before?” Sebastian Brenand asked. “Yeah, I have.” “There’s a fairy called Elvenia in the story. You know her, right?” Xyla Quest nodded in response. She was aware of this character. She was the most beautiful woman in Wingardium. Her beauty had impressed both the mortal and immortal worlds. She was the daughter of God Aljar. Though she was just a minor role in the story, she had left a lasting impression on the readers.

When I reached the middle of the room, I bowed to the sovereigns, “Good afternoon Mother, Father. I heard you are asking for me.” “Yes, we are. The knights us for our help, and I gave them your name, Mathilda.” Mother Renata informed me. And then the father of the knights spoke, “Mother Renata told us that you are one of the skilled artisans in the convent. We are looking for someone, can you draw her features while one of the knights describe her?” He wanted to me to draw the culprit, and it meant the knights still did not know that it was Tina.

The barking grows louder the farther we go, punctuated by the metallic clatter of something being dropped. “Sorry about the noise,” Aurora says. “It’s… one of those mornings.” “Hey, could someone pass me the blue towel?” A voice calls out Aurora veers right, and I follow. A girl with dark sapphire hair tied back loosely is kneeling inside an open pen, murmuring softly as she dries a trembling dog. The dog leans into her like it trusts her completely. “That’s Breanna,” Aurora says quietly, like she doesn’t want to break the moment. “She’s the reason half the animals are spoiled babies”

Her voice echoed through my mind, cold and triumphant as she spoke the words that had nearly destroyed me once before. “You are Amala Luna Velasco,” she whispered, each syllable dripping with malicious pleasure, “and your hands will be stained with the blood of the King.”

She demanded that I give up my position as his fiancée. This time, I refused. I rebelled with a fury I had never known. After a massive fight with my parents, I set the curtains on fire, smashed five cars in our garage, and destroyed half the house. In a fit of rage, my father sent me to Macro. "Turn Seraphina into a proper lady—then she won't have to come back. If she fails, she'll never return." My world plunged into darkness. But I wasn't about to give up. I turned my fury on Macro.

“This is Cayden Xalvador, warrior and protector of the throne. Xalvador, my daughter, Princess Malia Amari Valentina.” An involuntary groan sounded from my throat because of the introduction. I raised a perfectly arched brow “Mate?” My body tensed as I heard the sexiest sound I have ever heard. Mr. Xalvador groaned. He groaned and my body felt like it burned inside out. Cayden Xalvador opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out. He looked as though he was in agony. Beaded sweat was along his forehead.

I had imagined my death many times, but I never would have guessed it would be in the hands of him. Blonde hair. Sinister smile. Handsome face. Sadistic personality. Andre Castillo- member of the Malvado.

I sputtered out, “she came here just like four months ago and you guys are allowing her to walk over you like that? What's her deal?” I asked because I genuinely didn't understand. What made her Queen when she was just a new maid? “Well, Reina is just as sinister as the devil and she's a schemer, nothing is going to stop her from getting what she wants as long as she sets her mind on getting it.” “And? It still doesn't make any sense.” “She also has direct link to the Alpha.” That definitely got my attention faster than anything ever had. “She has a direct link to the Alpha?” I asked to make sure I heard her clearly even though it still doesn't make sense that she'd have a direct link to the

Maliyah sits up and looks at her handcuffs, giving us an evil grin. “Aren’t you happy to see me mother,” says Maliyah in a distorted voice. It’s definitely someone else talking. “Maliyah?” Davina starts reaching for her but I grab and pull her back. “That’s not Maliyah speaking Davina.” “Very clever Gabriel but you know this seal won’t last.” “Give me back my daughters Enzo,” says Davina. “Sorry wrong person.” We look at each other and realization hits. It’s the dragon. “Who are you?”