Tarnished X Malenia Novels & Stories

Breathe. “Listen,” I began, my voice trembling slightly despite my effort to sound steady. “I’m not this Catalina De Rosta or whoever you think I am. My name is Alzna. You’ve got the wrong person, okay? Let me go and you guys should find the real Catalina before you waste any more of your time.” He didn’t blink. A brief flicker of recognition crossed his gaze like he knew me too well, but it vanished quickly, replaced by a cold stare. The kind of look that made my skin prickle. It was as if he was deciding whether I was worth keeping alive.

It didn't matter because I wasn't about to budge and she'd soon see that her allies wouldn't be any help. ??"Uh, Skylar, I don't know if Talon told you about the men in our family and their women..." "He told me Xavier but I don't see what that has to do with him acting like a Neanderthal." "Well, he kinda can't help it, it's programmed, sorta. We don't know what it is exactly and may never know, but just know he can't let that guy anywhere near you or he might lose his mind." "See..." I smirked at her incurring her wrath farther I'm sure.

I immediately start to spot the differences and the hope dies out in my chest. “You are mistaken dragon. The aura that we see here is not the same colors. It still has the same beautiful silvery glow and the warmth of the pink. However, there are differences. The silver is now outlined with gold and there is black in the middle. We know what black in a soul means. She is tainted. She could not be our mate” I tell him as I flick the image away. He seems to ponder what I said for a moment and then he gives up. I still think you should call me something else. Being called dragon just feels wrong.

Elara gasped in total surrender. With one powerful, merciless thrust, Xavier buried himself completely inside her. Elara’s eyes widened, her breath hitched as the suffocating yet exquisite fullness hit her. Xavier gave her no time to adapt. He immediately moved with a wild, primitive rhythm. Every thrust felt like a proclamation of power. He wasn't just touching her body; he seemed to want to possess her soul, erasing every trace of Maximilian from her being. Elara cried out as Xavier accelerated the pace, every hit reaching the deepest point that made her lose all sanity.

You have to believe me! She pulled off her jacket, revealing skin on her chest that was raw and nearly bleeding. "I've cleaned it all up. I erased every mark. Please just give me one more chance, okay?" She stared at me, pleading for even a hint of pity. I gave her none. I exhaled and said, "This no longer matters to me, Rene. You need to look after yourself." Rene sank to the floor with a thud, covering her face as her sobs shook the room. I didn't turn back. I got into my car and drove off onto the boulevard.

“I have never hated looking at the mirror before today.” “Look, Kael, I'm sorry, but they are only temporary.” “It doesn’t matter! My face is ruined! I look like a damn hormonal teenager!” “You still look good—” “Shut up, Xena. Just shut your lying mouth.” I opened the cabinet and started throwing out every bottle inside. Shampoos, soaps, scrubs—gone. I didn’t trust anything anymore. Selina walked by the door and paused. “What’s with all the shouting?”

“Ah. That sounds like less fun.” Valen rolls his eyes at the elf’s dramatics. “You’re late, as usual.” “And you’re being dramatic as usual,” Xander shoots back immediately. Then, turning his full attention to me, his tone shifts to something entirely more thoughtful and analytical. “Okay. If Malakai’s specific essence is in you, that’s… highly complicated and extremely dangerous. If it has spread too far—especially into your brain—forcing it out with brute force could absolutely kill you.”

"But I wanna be good!" "No, you wanna be bad! Let the demons in your mind cause havoc in this land. You got true potential, great power at hand, why do you wanna waste it on being boring and bland?" "I'm bland?" "You're a bland little kitten you are. Just listen to monsters in your head so far. Let them out! Let them out!" "No way!" "Let them out!" "No way! No way!" "Let them out!" I whipped my head to London's and just like practice I started walking up to his face, "Fine! You want to see the darkness inside, little Demon you can't handle it, much less understand it!"

He is giving a malicious grin. “What has he done to her,” says Davina. “Too bad Maliyah didn’t wear her necklace but one will have to do. I now control Malayah’s mind. She will do whatever I say. You failed, she’s now mine.” I can feel Davina’s anger mixed with sadness. The camera zooms out and there is one of our wolves tied to a chair. It’s Michael Harrison.

As she stepped into the heels, she glanced at her reflection in the full-length mirror. She looked… dangerous. Beautiful. Deceptive. Her eyes narrowed. Her lips trembled. “Why do you look like you’re falling slowly?” she asked her reflection. She stepped closer. “He’s a Malcovich. A Malcovich. Don’t let the suit fool you. Don’t let the smile undo you. Don’t let the gifts buy you. Don’t let his arms hold you. Remember what they did to your family.” Her voice cracked slightly. “You’re Aria. You are vengeance dressed in lace.”