Why Is Makima Evil Novels & Stories

“Now, you said that you’re a Breija and that this girl is in danger. What is it that you saw?” Amara takes a step back and wraps her arm around mine protectively. “I…” She gulps nervously. “…I’ve had visions of several supernatural girls being killed in rituals.” She points to Azazel and me. “We’ve been doing research and found that these girls have been taken for their powers. And the person who has taken them is using the Potestatem Vitae Mortem to gain enough power to bring forth the end of the world. Bree was one of the girls in the dream…”

He said. It wasn't making any sense to me. What kind of a rule was this? I was aghast at his words. How could he claim me his and dispossessed himself from me? His rules are unrighteousness. " Why this prejudice? " I couldn't stop myself from asking. He wickedly smiled and stepped back, removing his hand. " Momma, " Enna said. Her hands were covering her eyes. " Why have you covered your eyes? " I asked her.

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.

“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?

"She is rot with a crown." Something in her tone made my skin prickle. I remembered the barren land. The silent magic siphoning. Of course she knew. She had always known. My lips pressed into a thin line. "You're saying don't trust her." "I am saying she is evil," Makeh replied. "And far more dangerous than any vampire." Silence clenched my lungs. What? Then Makeh added, "I do not trust her children either." I snorted humorlessly, retrieving my speech. "Of course they're flawed."

She stepped out of the circle, the air no longer humming but chilled with what she was about to reveal. “There’s a war coming,” she said, and her eyes shimmered with that same eerie crimson-pink glow that had appeared during the last surge. “A real one. Bigger than anything we’ve ever fought. Bigger than what happened at the auction or what the Council already done, what I did,” Ashar tensed. Riven muttered something under his breath. Lucien stilled entirely. “It’s not just them. Not the Council. Not their pets or war machines or spies. Something worse is coming. Something old,older than Ashar’s species, older than the fracture.” Mae’s fingers curled slightly as if trying to hold onto the me

“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?