Tarnished X Malenia Novels & Stories

“You minx.” “It just felt so good, Mr.Xander ,” I murmur throatily. “I want to get all of your semen, that’s all. And I want more too, if that’s what you want.” That does it. A light flares in those intense blue eyes, and suddenly, I know I’ll be enjoying my weekend at the cabin after all. Xander’s POV

The maids reassured me with a smile, as they said that it’s gonna be okay. After hours of exhausting training, Damien and his parents entered the training grounds; and the very first thing that caught their eye was the sight of me pulling the gun’s trigger, and ended up shooting next to the bull’s eye. They looked at me with amusement, and soon after, Damien walked closer to me with a proud look on his face. “Not bad,” he smirked. I looked back at him, as I smiled. Damien’s eyes were fixed on me; not a second of turning away. We’re like lovers who hold the most genuine feelings towards each other. A model having an affair with one of the strongest mafia bosses in the world. What could be pos

Bianca screamed shamelessly at Xavier. “Well you basically forced yourself on me, it's not like I can say no to all that” I heard Xavier say. “You're such an arrogant asshole that doesn't even deserve a good woman like me, fuck you, Xavier!” Bianca screamed while shoving Xavier aside as she stormed out. I could see her puffy, tear-stained eyes with mascara as she hastily rushed out. “What a pity” I exclaimed under my breath, shaking my head. I was tempted to feel pity for her but I suddenly remembered how bad-mannered she is and I remember why she deserves what she keeps subjecting herself to.

"Don't be stunned that we knew, my eyes are everywhere," Jett stared back at her. "Who are you?" "Finally you inquired. My name is Malia, most know me as Mahalia, the younger sister of Alpha Xavier" she smirked at his stupefied expression. Finally, some reaction, and she wasn't left in the lurch. "Why haven't I heard about you once?" "How can you when no one mentions the reason why they all turned out the way they did!" She responded, going over to her throne.

By the time we got the assignment lists, my worst fear had already taken shape. “Sky,” she hissed, “you might want to sit down for this. Remember… I told you there’s someone you need to know about. I didn’t know the full name until now.” “Oh, joy,” I said, voice flat. “Let me guess. Another fan club member who’ll smile at Ryder the way I die inside every time he scores?” Mila ignored my sarcasm. “Her name’s Malia. She’s… complicated. Medicine student, brilliant, intimidating, and Ryder’s sex partner before you.” she hits her mouth and continues “oh no no, honey I mean Ryder's ex.”

And she always got the job done. She’d been working with Daemon since she was eighteen. That’s when he found her, young, fierce and already sharper than most of the men twice her age. She didn’t have brute strength, but her real power was in how she saw things. Malia could read a person in seconds. Spot a lie before it was spoken. Find the cracks in even the strongest armor. Her instincts were lethal. Her beauty only made her more dangerous. She’s not originally from the Ironclad Pack. No one really knows where she came from, not exactly. There are whispers that she was born to a rogue bloodline, or maybe even a pack that was wiped out in a war.

He wore a simple, dark charcoal Henley and black tactical trousers, but the refined clothing did absolutely nothing to mask the overwhelming, predatory violence radiating from his every step. His crimson eyes locked onto me the second he crossed the threshold. The Mate bond flared—a localized, invisible electric arc that violently connected my sternum to his. The collar instantly warmed in warning, and I ruthlessly shoved my emotions down, erecting an impenetrable firewall of absolute apathy. "Leave us, Elara," Xander commanded, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through the floorboards. "Alpha," the Healer stammered, keeping her eyes on the floor. "Her physical trauma is severe. The burns

She agreed to meet me up for lunch tomorrow and they all left the pack house, with Harold looking back every minute and wondering why he was so nervous to be around me. “Thanks, Malia. I really needed the support.” I let out through our mind link, speaking directly to Valerie's wolf, Malia. I know that Hunter is a strong and powerful wolf, but there is no way he could intimidate Harold Armstrong with his aura because Harold doesn’t have his wolf yet, so he can’t feel Hunter's domineering aura. But Malia is not just the future Luna. She is the last healer and she has the power to reach into his mind and influence his wolf to comply. She manipulated him to feel her strong aura, and he felt so

“In your previous birth, instead of getting to you herself, she used a vulnerable pawn. She dug out the deeply concealed desire for everlasting youth and immortality from the pawn’s heart to reach her own goal,” “Malena…” I muttered immediately, as the words rose onto my lips spontaneously. And nurse agreed serenely. “Yes, Talia, Malena. You’d be baffled to know that Malena wasn’t a maleficent and murderous witch. She was an intensely loving, caring, and amiable woman who never could have imagined hurting anyone, let alone kill them. But that brutal witch Jezebel, transformed her into this evil juggernaut who wouldn’t even wince before murdering even an innocent child,” nurse croaked, her vo

With James, it had only ever been love but now, without him, I was afraid of who I was turning into. ’I am too’ Xena growled, shaking her head as she stepped away into the back of my mind. We were on the verge of being overtaken by the shadow, splotches of my soul turning dark. For every moment passed that James didn't wake, I was afraid I would lose my light. ”Hey,” Malia stuck her head in and I sat up on the bed. ”I called Raven, she’s on her way with some of her friends. They will arrive here tonight,” I nodded my head, this plan might actually work.