Chapter One Mystic Novels & Stories

he said while giving me a charming smile, A very unpleasant surprise in my opinion. “Mr Micheal” I nodded in greeting. “Please call me Tristen.” He insisted, his hand still on my shoulder. “I have to get going Mr Micheal, please excuse me” I politely walked away and further down the hallway. Talk about unfortunate, men like Tristen weren’t short of women practically falling at his feet, I was familiar with them, I certainly will not be joining those women. As charming as he was if it wasn’t related to the investigation, I refused to entertain him.

“I think I have that figured out.” Taking the book, I stepped away. ‘The Witch’s Grimoire of Suffering.’ I gulped at the chapter’s caption. ‘To bind the mind, to shatter the self, one must claim the thread of life. A single strand, severed in deception, entwined with blood, and cast into the abyss of sorcery. From this, madness is born.’ ‘The bewitched will wander the void of their own mind, lost to themselves, their past eroded like sand swept into the sea. They will not recall love, nor name. They will become as a vessel emptied, yet filled with whispers of another’s will.’

“What the hell was that?” I couldn’t answer. My throat was too tight, my chest too heavy. Because I understood. That hadn’t been a rescue. That had been a message. Theo had crossed into Damien’s territory. And Damien did not share. ----- End of Chapter Seven ✨

It looked so spectacular and mysterious. Kendra felt so painful as if thousands of bugs were biting her skin. At this moment, she was soaking in a big wooden cask, naked. She was sweaty and frowning, seeming so uncomfortable. After a few minutes, Kendra finally opened her eyes and woke up. She saw a strange room, which was decorated with European style. The crystal lamp was so bright that Kendra had to cover her eyes with her hands to avoid the strong glaring light. Where was she? Kendra looked at her body and screamed immediately. Why was she naked? She stood up horribly but to see a pair of deep eyes.

While a being that can’t be seen, at least in the eyes of the living, the color of his foggy self changes it’s bloody color to gray than black that kept becoming darker and darker, until he wake up from his beauty sleep, he doesn’t feel her soul that he is attached to it, he didn’t panic but surprisingly felt calm, especially when foreign memories rushed in his being, gives him some feed back of what he was doing off his menatoring and controle, although his happy feeling slowly vanish because despite that it is a helpful ability but uncontrollable so he must descover how its work and when its work to avoid misups. While his mind kepts daydreaming for a while, he felt tight and trapped all

Doubt may have whispered in her ear, but her faith roared louder, drowning out the voices of uncertainty. In Chapter Thirteen, Rita's odyssey reached new heights, as she delved into the depths of her being and soared to celestial heights. Her journey became not just a personal transformation but a testament to the boundless potential that resides within every human soul. The chapter ended with a cliffhanger, leaving readers eagerly anticipating the next stage of Rita's extraordinary expedition. As the story unfolded, readers found themselves captivated by the intricate layers of spiritual exploration, the breathtaking landscapes of the mystical realms, and the indomitable spirit of Rita hers

Miku asked shyly as she stopped before Him. "I will now return the memories that were taken from you but don't give up, no matter what you see use them as your weapon to awaken your true powers, Mikaelle Chen. I know you, you are braver than your stepmother and your father. Be strong," their Father said, as He placed His hand gently on her head. Miku closed her eyes. Images and memories flashed even though her eyes were shut. She didn't understand what was happening to her. Her lost memories and the tragic events in their family all came rushing back. It felt like something inside her was trying to break free.

Allowing them to drop heavily on the floor. I slowly climb into the tub allowing the amazing scents to surround me and I sink deeper in. Soaking and stirring in my own thoughts. Why would Faulk bring me here? How have I known him my whole life? When I have never seen him before? Why where this king and queen being so nice to someone like me, I am a no one. And wait…there are still kings and queens in this day in age. Soo many questions stir through my head, as I succumb to sleep. Only to be Startled awake by a knock on the door…

They even forgot about the woman who they followed, now what they have as their priority is leaving from here that is also alive. They didn't want to come in the next morning's news and paper headlines as deceased. All of them ran towards the entrance of the forest, even though there was fog. They already adjusted to the mist, so they can see what is going on hazily. They all ran towards the forest entrance to pass, but they would be bounced back every time they tried to walk through. One of them, who was sacred bad, started to shout, "I want to go back, my mum is waiting for me at home, please leave us, leave me, I will leave right away, will never come back here again, please Oh!!! Mighty

I need a little help here. The map glows for a moment, points toward the bed, and then goes blank again. I walk over to the bed. I pull back the covers and look under the pillows, but nothing. I go to my knees and look under the bed. Beneath the bed, I see a dark brown and black amulet shining at me, waiting for me to take it home. There is also a set of eyeballs looking at me.