Why Is Makima Evil Novels & Stories

“They don’t have any facial features and are like shadows—only much worse. I used to have an army of those before...They do not die.” I stuttered, “What?” “They are the evilest creatures of the universe. Chaotic. Whenever they go, they create trouble. That’s how they thrive. Most of them live freely and on their own but the others travel in a pack. Usually, the entire pack is hired to kill the enemy.”

Their eyes mirrored the same frantic calculations, their faces set in tight confusion, trying to make sense of this shift. “There is something else…” Mika’s brow creased. “I can’t see it. I can feel its presence. But—” She froze. “It's evil. Something that shouldn’t be in this world” Then her closed eyes began twitching rapidly. The hairs on the back of my neck rose instantly. “Something’s wrong” I said to myself I was about to step forward instinctively, but my mother shot me a sharp look—don’t move. Mika had warned us.

The air becomes thick with tension as a dark figure emerges from the shadows. "You have come far, brave travelers," the figure says, its voice dripping with malice. "But your journey ends here." Amelia's heart races, recognizing the voice. It is none other than Markas, a former ally turned betrayer who had vanished without a trace. "Markas, what have you done? Why have you allied yourself with the ancient evil?" Markas smirks, his eyes filled with wickedness. "Power. That's what I seek. The ancient evil promised me riches beyond your wildest dreams, Amelia. You and your companions are insignificant in comparison."

“Please believe me.” Mila’s eyes filled with tears as she fell on the ground crying. “My magic is useless against you,” Mila cried as she hugged herself on the ground. “I love you and I am going to lose you.” “Why would you lose me?” Arthur asked. “Because I am cursed. All the women in my lineage are cursed. The moment our mates find about our reality, they leave us. We are cursed,” Mila bawled.

CHAPTER FORTY-THREE MALAKAI * * Trigger Warning: This scene involves themes of homophobia, abuse, and brainwashing. Reader discretion is advised. This is pure fiction and does not depict the actions of any religious group. It's white everywhere. My head is hurting. My foggy brain can't even think of why I'm here. The only thing I feel is terror when I realize I am strapped to the bed. Is this a clinic? But... Why?

“I was warned these false crimson would bring so much darkness and pain to Lunaria. I was warned how dangerous they could be with the crimson power but I stayed nonchalant anyway. I thought everything would fix itself. I thought that being the Queen of Alphas, I would be capable. But what have I achieved since my coronation? Absolutely nothing. I was the cause of every pain in the pack. My incompetence has caused your pain, my incompetence has caused the death of your—“ “Shush.” I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked up to see Maverick beside me. His eyes now held a softness that wasn’t there before. “It’s not your fault. Don’t blame yourself for something you have no hands in. It's all the

Mason mused, his brow furrowed in contemplation. Emma nodded solemnly. "Exactly. Morax controls these beings, and as long as he's alive, they'll keep coming back. We have to eliminate the root of the problem." The weight of the revelation sank in, but it didn’t deter us from our main mission. It was always about killing Morax and saving souls from his evil plan. His evil plan included using a magical soul to gain power and using that power for his dark arts. He was such an evil being that he used the bodies of those beings as the fodder for his evil plan.

“I’ve never heard of such a place.” Salem scowled in hatred. “Mekra has managed to keep itself secret for the better part of a century. Our finest ritualists have yet to pinpoint its location, even though it has sought our destruction since its inception. In Mekra, every child is raised to be a killer of our kind. They want to murder every immortal in existence, purely out of their crass devotion to Catholicism. But don’t you worry, my pet. I will find them. Indeed, that’s part of why I’m here in London.”

Xander and I held the mate-bonds, but she had forever implanted herself into everyone’s hearts. “The black magic that is flowing throughout her body right now has a very specific side effect. It throws the victim into their own heads where all of their own fears, nightmares, and memories come out to play. Emma has lived many lifetimes and fell at the hands of the Nokaura who are known to torture her. She also lived at the mercy of Ezekiel for eight years where he attempted every which way to break her. The warding that she had was taken away, just like your father posited. I have placed a new warding on her that will help for the time being. I know someone who might be able to help, but it w

Even the powerful alpha couple that stood at the forefront of the battle could not stop her. Miranda saw Camila’s face then, never believing that such a young child could harness evil in her heart, but then when Camila turned, Miranda saw something she didn’t expect to see; Camila was being controlled by a master, an evil master, and there, she read the young cub’s eyes. She was trapped. She might have been taken as evil, but one could not be surprised if she had a master such as Rakur. But wait! What if… Miranda could still save the situation. What if Camila wasn’t all that she was thought to be?