Aphmau Mystreet Season 1 Novels & Stories

"Oh yes! There would be blood! Death! Gunshots, more deaths and then finally, the war that would end mankind, more like the apocalypse. Just wait for it, more are coming. *Date: 19th July, 2023 Dear dairy, I want to tell you a secret, hope you keep it? Solving the death puzzle of Mystic was.... "That's the end!" Elena said bitterly. "Had it been I could understand Latin, I would have flip the other side and snapped. I feel so useless" Elena said as Peter walked down the stairs. "Is she asleep already?" Alex asked. "Yh, just placed an iceberg on her head, she's complaining of chronic headache. I gave her some aspirin too" Peter said as Alex nodded.

Amara went mad and tried to fight back. Normally, she was powerful and commanding, but once brought down, she acted like a madwoman. Slap! Myst slapped her again. “You can keep insulting him. For every insult, I’ll slap you, so long as you can handle it,” Myst said coldly. “You b*tch!” Amara did not back down and tried to insult Dustin again. Myst’s eyes narrowed, and this time, she used some pure energy and slapped Amara harder. Amara’s mouth bled, and her eyes rolled back as she passed out.

I say, "Amber, stay with me. You can do this, I am here with you." She weeps, "I wish my mother had someone to protect her on that day." Her tears seep through the panels of my shirt and reach my naked chest. I pat her head, softly and say, "I'm sorry about that, but know that I am here for you." I wasn’t sure if I meant what I said but it came out naturally. She faints, after ten solid minutes. That is progress; her first milestone. As the gunshots stop, I receive a call from Ken.

Amara POV I’m walking aimlessly, auto pilot taking control and as the only place I know outside of the alpha house grounds is main street in town, that’s where my body takes me. I don’t become aware of my location until a lorry honks its horn at me for walking in the middle of the road. The driver curses at me and raises his fist in anger. He was right, I should be more careful, especially as I do not have a wolf to heal me like the rest.

I was a street rat, raised by a street rat. I had three weeks of seeing what family really meant. Madison hugged me the first time we met and she never stopped. Brightly’s hugs and kisses were even sweeter. It was Madison’s new baby that they were so excited about that made me approach Mr. Xavier and tell him I needed to leave.

For solid 5 seconds, not a word was made. Then the hall bursted into intense chattering and whispering. "Is that Bella?..." "I heard she was dead!..." "Is that her ghost?..." "Is that really her?..." I took a deep breath in and out... At this point...my body was present but my soul wasn't. A huge wave of nostalgia hit me. In a flash, I was pulled into a trance. My father was holding my hand and showing me around to all his friends, introducing me as the future Mafian leader of his empire.

Audrey turned in the direction of where the voice came from, a brown-haired man sat behind two connected computers coding with full concentration like he did not said anything just now. "I'm waiting Ma'am"His gruff voice came again. "Matt, not that!" Malen countered but Audrey was already beside Matt in an eye blink, her milky sundress not hindering her. On the screen of the smaller computer is displayed a familiar logo, one that was etched in every part of her memory. The Lone Wolves! Audrey almost faltered under the dozen pairs of eyes, but she regained herself thankful that her hair masked her expression. "This? Looks like we are going to spend some more sleepless nights" She giggled, whi

he taunted, landing a swift counterpunch that sent the thug stumbling. I faced off against Mohawk Guy who is in front of me, dodging his wild swings of his bat with a mix of agility and street smarts. "I've had enough of clichés for one night," I quipped, landing a solid kick that had him reassessing his life choices. The room became a battleground of fists and chaos. Amid the battle, a mysterious figure in the shadows aimed a gun at us. Before I could react, Hendrix, with his werewolf reflexes, deflected the bullets with a piece of debris.

‘I sat there wondering how my future husband is going to be like, kind maybe? A Narcissist? All these thoughts flooding into my head. I think I can feel a migraine brewing, I should stop now.’ Ella gazed at the road as the car moved along the highway, the silence unnerved her to her core but she decided to hold her tongue due to not wanting to get in trouble with her in laws. After a while, the car stopped and the doors were opened by two guards from the outside. Ella’s eyes widened as she looked at the villa, it wasn’t a normal villa from the size of it, it could be a village.

"After that day, Jasmine Blakemore will be completely erased from the Langley family. The only one by my side from now on will be you." "Don't worry. I'll handle any obstacles before you're officially the lady of this family." The words on the screen cut into me like knives. "Baby, tonight's video quality is pretty good. Her face looks especially innocent on camera." I kept scrolling down and tapped on a video. The screen showed my bedroom. Clips of me changing, of me hugging a pillow and crying. And... clips of intimate moments between Draven and me. Every private moment had been recorded with perfect clarity.