Chapter One Mystic Novels & Stories

I couldn't move anymore; she excitedly stood up and hugged me. "I freaking missed you, my dearest cousin!" I closed my eyes as her scent lingered in my nostrils—sweet and delectable. Fuck! I immediately opened my eyes, which widened in response to what I had just thought. As I looked down at my cousin's neck. It was very exposed. I'm not sure what's wrong with me. I can see right through it. I can see her veins. I can see her blood. I can see the placements. I felt dizzy again and held her back, knowing that it was the only way I could retain my sanity. I pushed myself to calm down by closing my eyes again and taking a very deep breath.

I’m uncertain if I believe them. “Wake up the sleeping anger in your heart. Revenge against everyone who has mistreated you…” I turned to my side because she seemed to whisper those words to me. “Bad people will not go away, but you can stop them.” I turned to my other side but couldn't see her. My tears still kept flowing, and I begged her to stop. “N-no… P-please? Stop it.” I said, just to get her to pay attention. “I’ll remind you of everything that happened before the accident; get ready, Ana, because you’ll wake up as Ana Mystica at the end.”

“Exactly like the wizard. But with better tea.” I blinked at her. “Is this a real place or a theatrical fever dream?” Merlin leaned in and whispered. “Mystique Gore is the kind of town that keeps its secrets wrapped in fresh linen and smiles. You’ll see!” She winked again and skipped down the hall. Okay. Officially unhinged. I chalked her up as “possibly delusional,” but somehow I didn’t toss the cookie. Later, in my room, I opened my encrypted phone and logged the day.

The people are trying to put my dust out and scattered and that man took it saying he'll do it. I didn't believe spirits exist but becoming one after, well, I have no choice but to believe. I followed that man. I was planning on going back to the mansion but I have this feeling, that I must follow that man and my dust. _______ KircheLeaf Arc 1: Enchantrix Race! _______ ~END of CHAPTER THIRTEEN~

We also visited Rogers pack and had a meeting with all the pack members, I introduced myself and explained my visions and thankfully no one doubted or was wary or suspicious of me and they all listened and worked hand in hand to prepare just in case things go South for the pack still, I even sent thirty of my own warriors to aide them and stay there until we give the okay for them to return to our pack, I packed the serum and brought them along with us, January has been a bundle of nerves since yesterday but I’m keeping close to her. I am hoping that no one at the retreat would know that I am a Mystic and create any unnecessary problems for us there or start a whole kidnapping plot because I

Mystique shut her eyes as tears continued to stream down. "Am sorry Damien" she whispered to herself. *~* Share your thoughts on what you think of this chapter, was it to your expectation...?

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The sky trembled not from storm, but from memory. She reached for her old journal, the one she had kept before the Second Bloom. Most of the pages were blank now erased by the Mirror Storm’s rewriting. But a few fragments remained, scrawled in fading ink: “Every silence hides a decision waiting to be made.” M.H. Mira Hale’s handwriting. A fragment from the founder herself. Ari traced the letters with her thumb, feeling a pang of longing not just for Mira’s wisdom, but for her certainty. The world had been easier when magic followed rules.

I sat by a small mountain and closed my eyes. Sudden noises made me open them again. "Oh no, not again…" I was back in the strange world of stores and moving metal boxes. The first thing I saw was a rectangular box with moving and talking pictures. What kind of power was this? "Wait, if I'm here then…" I looked down, seeing I once again had no claws, my white hair was red again and this time I wore jeans and a t-shirt with some kind of funny picture on it. "Where the hell is this?! How did I get here and how do I get back?!" I rubbed my eyes. "This makes no sense." Just what I needed. Another lapse from reality while I was already dealing with shit. "Whatever. Let's venture out this time." I

We’ve read so many forbidden stories… we’ve come a long way with No Saints! The tension, the sins, the things that shouldn’t happen, but always do. But this chapter is different. This one isn’t forbidden. There’s no hiding, no guilt. Just a husband and his wife. A mate and her Alpha. This scene is taken from my book A luna’s Revenge, and it can be read on its own. To read Alexander and Abigail’s full story, search A luna’s Revenge by Ebi Happy on GoodNovel.