Daggeron Mystic Force Novels & Stories

'Find the golden dragon, find the seven power stones and forge a weapon that can destroy the demon god. The golden dragon is the only one who can stand up to the demon god but he is not powerful enough. He needs your help, you The legendary mage, his soul mate, and he needs this weapon to fulfill his destiny and save us all.' .................................................... Astoria World 2-01 Cassy, after this weird message, woke up and she was suffocating and drowning... Drowning?

"Make her despise him. Make her run from him. Make it so that even if she sees him again, all she will feel is disgust, fear… regret." The mystic’s laughter deepened, a sound both sweet and menacing. "A bold request. But a satisfying one."* Something cold pressed into my hand. I looked down to see a small, glass dagger—thin, delicate, almost too beautiful to be real. The blade shone as if it were made of moonlight. "This is your key," the mystic whispered. "A single cut upon Raven’s skin, and her love will curdle into something foul. She will recoil from him, unable to bear his presence. She will see him not as a lover, but as a monster."

And how could Seven betray me like this, after everything? Suddenly, I heard heavy footsteps approaching, accompanied by a familiar scent. Panic gripped me. I crawled back to where I had hidden the dagger, clutching it tightly in my hand. "Sir, no one is allowed to enter. The Alpha’s orders," I heard the guard say. "I’m the Alpha’s son and the future Alpha of this pack. Are you really going to deny me entry?" His voice was cold and authoritative.

I flinched. But even as I wanted to argue, Theo’s face—the tight jaw, the way his fists trembled—came back sharper than any words I could form. “I…” My throat locked. Damien’s smirk curved. “Exactly.” His hand tilted my chin up, forcing my gaze to his. “Stop torturing yourself with fantasies of knights. They’ll never survive in the dark. But I…” His voice dropped lower, dangerous. “I am the dark. And I’ll make sure no one can take you from me.”

He believed that the Corynthean mystique arts could resolve any conflict, regardless of the danger or the foe's power. Presently, he meditated atop a hill, absorbing the moon's mystique energy. Logan meticulously duplicated the images and symbols etched into the Crescent Order's forbidden walls. He also committed the Mystical Energy Generation Technique, found on an ancient gravestone, to memory. This technique heightened his combat prowess and energy absorption. It even generated mystique energy more effectively than drawing it from the moon.

He raised his hand and the weapon flew back into his grasp and he ran after them. Not having any other choice, the kids got in the stranger's car and he drove away fast enough to avoid being caught by the assassin. "Are you guys okay?" The stranger asked. "Yeah, thanks for helping us," Joe said, out of breath. "Who are you and who was that person that was chasing us?" Lydia asked from behind. "My name's Micah Jameson and that person that was chasing you was a Ginx," Michael said. "A what?" Kurt asked. "A Ginx. A magical warrior from Troleyadia, sent here to find the twin seeds of Eyah and by the looks of it, kill them," Micah said.

Victor nodded his head at the two guards holding him and hauled him off. I focused once more on the weak bond. Mystic and I pushed all our energy into the young man. ‘Mystic! Why isn’t it working?’ I yelled in panic. ‘This one is strong. You need more life energy!’ He grunted and gurgled as he desperately held onto life. I was barely holding onto him. I couldn’t do this alone, I needed help.

Or at least he’d be there to help her clean up her own blood. Slate must’ve finished his directions to the massive man who must’ve also been a dragon shifter at one time, before the Heart of Magic had been stolen from them. The rest of the crowd backed up, and Gator took a defensive stance. Since she hadn’t been listening to Slate when he was talking to the other dragon, she didn’t know for sure what was about to happen, until she utilized her mind’s eye and realized she was meant to attack this gigantic warrior.

“Would either of you mind telling me where I am?” “Dark Moon pack territory, in Mercius.” Lucas answered. “Mercius? I’ve never heard of it. How far away from Zodia are we?” “Zodia?” Selene snorted. “Lucas, I think he’s knocked the sense out of himself or something, nothing he says makes any sense.” I was beginning to become irritated at the lack of useful information from the pair. The more my irritation rose, the worse the itching in my gums became. I was curious about the girl that was my mate, but more then anything I wanted to find the way home.

Bonnie smiled without turning to face her. "Just as you can't predict or see your death but could see others. That is how I am not permitted to know about my past life. You know, I always have Deja vu. Almost everything in Mystic Hollow looks familiar to me. Like the Waterfall. Peter's house, the Diner he took me to, and your school" she sighed and turned to face them now. "Well, as the saying goes. Without tragedy, you can't have comedy" she shrugged as Alex's phone buzzed.