Novel & Cerita A Mysteries

THE WORLD is filled with powers and mysteries that are waiting to be uncovered. May it be the scenery, a structure, lore, or its roots; all of it is a source of mystery that one can be defined through their worth in one's perception. Of course, many mysteries are yet to be unveiled in the eyes of the people; mysteries that are eye-catching and thrilling, some may even feel a sense of rush. However, one of the greatest mysteries in the world occurred in an eastern land far from the Vlatka empire.

I am doing this as a fellow woman! {Notice, new quest [mystery of the full moon disappearance] has started]

I sighed in annoyance as I pulled away from him and quickly walked into the room Nicoli just walked out of. “Bambi wait!” Nicoli spoke out as I opened the door. I let my eyes adjust to the darkroom I had just entered. After a few minutes, I could see a man and a woman. She was Pantherean. Her cat-like ears stood up in an alert form. There was a fire in her eyes and she was clearly in discomfort. Her hands were tied together and she hung from the ceiling of the room. She was in a black bra and a set of matching panties. There were cuts all along her body and many bruises covered her skin. She stared at the man to her side as if he were some kind of monster.

Before entering the school, I heard a few things about this mysterious place situated on the mountainous side of Mystic Heights, a city in the heart of London. Mystic Academy, as it was known, was a mixed school primarily for kids with some uniqueness from wealthy homes. The requirements to get in seemed unattainable for mere humans, as I learned. It had a reputation as a school for "freaks," and the general belief was that only freaks would gain admission. That label didn't bother me much, considering I'd been called a freak all my life by my stepmother and her children—even their friends. My stepmother often locked me up in the cellar, praying for God to unpossess me, as she believed I was

“I want you to ransack her bag and bring whatever you find there.” Immediately Drey nodded and left my office. I moved to my laptop, typing in some things. Long time ago, I had installed camera's st tge gate of the Moon Blood Pack. I wanted to know everything going on with my uncle. With this new discovery, I zoom in to the camera at the mansion. There were numerous cars driving out of the mansion. I frowned. Whatever was going on, my uncle was up to something.

“It is about an unknown kind of brain cancer. I just got a report from one of my friends that this kind of cancer has been the cause of many deaths in his vicinity, and we don’t know anything about it yet. I have never seen anything like it before when studied the sample of the affected brain cell that was sent to me. I need a trusted and hardworking individual like you to work with me on this project. Can you do that?” Miss Simpson asked and everything she said truly got me intrigued about the project. I had never heard of a case like that before. I needed unique cases like that to broaden my knowledge. “Yes, ma’am. I will love to help with the project. What do you need me to do, ma’am?” I

Look where that got me! I keyed into every little detail, no matter how meaningless, except the very one that mattered. My lover’s ambition. I shook my head, pushing the regrets aside to focus on the man before me. My expression went blank, giving space for the disgust to settle. All the while, I was cosy in my little dark world; species were advancing. Mutating? Because what the hell is this madness? Are wolves blood-crazed as we vampires that they seek to suck blood now? That wasn't the most surprising of it all. This fat girl who looked absolutely harmless and vulnerable in the mirror was not exempted from this madness.

Ruth said as she led the way leading to the kitchen, as they head down stairs, the smell of something delicious could be smelt, the smell she missed while walking through the house in marvel, as they approached the kitchen door the smell intensify making her more hungry but as soon as the kitchen door was pushed open Divine again was lost in awe. The kitchen was a marvel of both design and functionality, a perfect blend of rustic charm and modern elegance. Sunlight poured through the large, mullioned windows, bathing the room in a warm, golden hue. The scent of fresh herbs, garlic, and roasting vegetables filled the air, promising a meal that would tantalize the taste buds.

Cassie said with disdain "Nah it's okay, I have you guys now, right?" "So about the history class I have a question, the story was kinda interesting, about the history of Wales" I said starting a topic "You mean the Wales homicide?" Brian asked "The homicide that happened years ago?" Cassie asked almost at the same time with Brian's "Yeah, about the supernatural beings behind the homicide and stuff" I don't know why I think the story is interesting and I wanted to know more. "That is some total bullshit myth the people of wales decided to believe, you know my grand dad was a mayor then, and he make sure to catch the culprit and locked him up in prison, and according to him he is a psychopath

Her scent wasn't fresh, suggesting she had left hours ago. "Madeline?" He called out, going back downstairs. Maybe she was in the kitchen? She loved baking, and a sweet scent was coming from there. Walking in, he found a platter of sugar cookies on the counter, but no trace of his mate. All of the baking equipment was neatly put back into place, meaning she had time to clean up after making the cookies. He ran a hand through his hair, frustrated. Where could she be? Did she leave the house? He walked out of the door, trying to track down her vanilla scent.