Fourth Sorrowful Mystery Novels & Stories

Anne wished they hadn’t spoken to that batty old man, listening to his riddles and dead-end tales. The later discovery of alternate tales, crude folklore and legends betrayed by a handful of the old or wandering mad reinforced Damon’s suspicions of an ancient grave site, though there was no recorded information of its existence until Damon’s final research paper. There Damon recounted it by name, “The Mourner’s Cradle.”

‘Who were these armed men who’d turn merciless towards his existence? The last time such a tragedy has perspired was when he collided with Simone and discovered a novice underworld. Once his nemesis has turned his true love in a matter of months for which he’d loathed himself as well as self-applauded at his bravery to give his heart to a woman who enjoyed no sport but killing people. This new disaster has begun with his abduction. ‘Was it the call of another mafia lady? Did he hurt another woman indirectly?’ As this dilemma arose, he sat up with a start and called-out glaring at the small window on the top of the left corner, “Anyone here. Can you listen to me? Let me out. What do you want?

CHAPTER 1 ALEX It was Valentines but there I was in my shop, working on a dress because I didn't have a date or plans for the day. I hadn't gone on a date in four years and it was going to remain that way for a while because men started to repulse me from the moment the supposed love of my life betrayed me. Sighing tiredly, I checked the time to see it was past noon and immediately, my stomach grumbled. I decided to grab lunch before returning to finish the dress.

Darkness appeared beneath. Then the Fourth Crown laughed. A deep ancient laugh. "GOOD." The village vanished. Everything disappeared. The houses. The flames. The people. Gone. Then Thomas stood alone. In darkness. Pure darkness. Then another scene appeared. Different. This time it wasn't the past. It was the future. Then his heart stopped. Immediately. Because he saw Lily. Lying on the ground. Dead. Then Ava. Dead. Then Kael. Then Selene. Then Rowan.

"There's one more thing. A footnote, carved in even smaller text beneath the main prophecy. It took me an hour to decipher it." "More good news?" Kharo's sarcasm was thick. "A warning. It says: 'Let the Cycle-born beware the fourth path, for it exists only in shadow and madness. Some doors should never be opened, some prices should never be paid. The fourth way leads to an end of all endings, and the one who walks it walks alone into darkness absolute.'" "A fourth option?" Bliss stepped forward. "No. A warning against seeking one. The language implies that people have tried to find alternatives before. They've all led to something worse than the three official choices. The text uses the word

I didn't think the air in the room could have become anymore more heavier, still it felt like we were all on a sinking ship, being drugged down under the icy waves, as the tempture in the room plummeted, freezing us all to our spots, as Elder Lilia spoke what was written on the parcments. The air in the room cracked like icicles, hitting the hard ground, shattering all around us as Michelle's shrill voice broke through the freezing silence " But the blood moon is only two days away! How are we supposed to find these people before then!?" asking the biggest question that was racing through all of our minds. A small smile crossed over Elder Lilia's face as she gazed at me, confusing me before

Previously, I felt betrayed and hurt. The man who I thought I owed my life had now turned out to be the one ruining it. That thought made the pain worse. "The beautiful love which I felt from you has completely disappeared, Jihun. It completely has!" He chuckled darkly hearing me and with a smirk he stated, " Most things that disappear are beautiful! " ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Not crumbling, but awakening and like something inside it was clawing toward the surface. Riven inhaled sharply. “It’s trying to break free.” Another pulse hit me. My knees buckled. The symbols on my skin flared white-hot. Kyren caught me, holding me upright as the Tear Drop’s glow exploded outward. A voice whispered inside my skull. “Fourth of blood, fourth of moon. What breaks now cannot be undone.” The chamber dissolved into a void of darkness. The boys stood like anchors around me with wings, shadows, claws, and gold.