Aphmau Mystreet Season 1 Novels & Stories

The emergency meeting had already lasted three hours, and every face was filled with despair and panic. Inside the CEO's office, Amelia's executive assistant Amanda stared at the computer screen, her fingers trembling. One piece of bad news after another—from the stock market, partners, banks, and overseas markets—pounded down like hailstones, nearly crushing her ability to breathe. And all of this had begun at the very moment Amelia and Carl left the hospital and headed for the Mistpeak Sect. Mystic Vale's thousand-year-slumbering power and wealth awakened completely at that instant, like a colossal beast rising from the abyss, opening its bloody maw and savagely tearing into the Cromwell G

"She knows everything. About the mafia, about what you really are. Do you really think she'll want you now, knowing what a monster you truly are?" Time seemed to slow. I watched as Aliyah's eyes widened, filling with hurt and confusion. The truth hung in the air between us, heavy and irrevocable. In that moment of distraction, Helena made her move. The glint of a knife caught my eye, and I reacted on pure instinct. What happened next was a blur of violence and desperation. When the red haze of fury finally cleared, I found myself standing over Helena's prone form, my hands sticky with blood.

“Okay, what is going on?” I rose up frustratingly from my bed to see if Jasmine was playing pranks on me. Yeah, she could do that! I was getting pissed off as I tried to locate where my best friend was until something in my brain clicked. I looked over to the shelf and that was when I saw where the sound was coming from. “Shit!” I screamed when I saw the Caller ID. At that moment, I knew I was done for. I was never going to hear the end of it from her.

A scream tore from my throat, a sound so raw and filled with anguish that it jolted me awake. … My eyes snapped open, and I was immediately hit with a wave of severe pain in my head and an overwhelming sense of nausea. I fought the urge to retch, using the breathing techniques I had learned during Alpha training to steady myself. Gradually, the room swam into focus, revealing a dimly lit garage, the air heavy with the smell of rubber and gasoline. “Ema?” I called out in my mind, seeking the comfort and guidance of my wolf. “Are you okay? Where are we?”

Screens lined the walls, all showing different places around the world. And people. Maria stopped walking. “Elias…” she said. On one screen was a young woman with silver hair, her eyes glowing faint blue. NYX. On another screen, a tall man stood calmly in a burning room. ORION. And then Maria saw her. A small girl sitting alone in a white room. Morrow. Her eyes were open now. Maria rushed toward the screen. “She’s awake.” Suddenly, all the screens changed at once. Specter appeared.

It only takes a second for the pain to ebb away, replaced by that cold sensation that feels incredibly refreshing, but still I shiver, my teeth chattering as my vision abruptly clears, and the room finally rushes into view. The mural on my ceiling, the stars and the moon cycle, distract me from the women bickering nearby and the shuffling of feet. I slowly turn my head, watching as Misty ties her long, golden hair away from her face and plants her hands on her hips, speaking to my mom in low tones. “She’s fine, really. She’s just exhausted. Maeve’s powers are…” Misty licks her lips, shaking her head. “I’m going to stick around for a few days, all right? Just in case.”

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It was going to be a tough battle of the mind and all Anna could do was help her save her soul from drowning in misery. “It’s okay Amaya. It’s just you and me here. Tell me, how you’re feeling?” Anna tries to press further. Amaya had been showing signs of anxiety disorder and was suffering from PTSD. Bottling up her emotions was going to kill her slowly from within. “I feel dirty,” Amaya drops the words slowly, her voice a little hoarse maybe from her recent screaming. She suddenly looks up to meet Anna’s gaze, her eyes holding so many mixed emotions like she was about to break down.

"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.

She could only see his back but he was clutching his side waist and his walk was unsteady, like he was badly hurt. My coin... Megan thought as she bent down and looked into the drain hole. She pouted as she saw her coin laying in there. My wish... She stood back up and rested her hands on her hips, glaring at the alley where the man had just disappeared into. I want my wish back! She thought angrily and made her way into the dark alley. "Mister! You-"