Jaehee Mystic Messenger Novels & Stories

Making her pull back to look into his eyes "What's wrong? Why do you look like you've seen a ghost?" "It's nothing. I wasn't expecting to see you here. Are you alone? Where is Hale?" "Tanner had court. I'm meeting up with Jess. If I'd known you were..." "Darling, did you wait long?" Someone asked. It took a moment for Thalia to see the set of red nails curled around Gideon's bicep and another for the woman's words to sink in. Did she just call him darling? "Honey, who is this?" *********************************************

I wanted to scream, but the fear choked me silent. Suddenly, light erupted above me, blinding and pure. The creature shrieked one final time before exploding into chunks that rained down around me, its icy bile drenching my skin. Through the brilliant light, a silhouette appeared, walking toward me with an aura of grace and power. The High Priestess. Her presence was unmistakable, a beacon in the darkness. "Take my hand, Jade," she said, her voice calm and commanding. "Any moment more in here, and they'll have you."

Chapter 13 Just A Glimpse Joe navigates the winding halls of the underwater palace, his heart beating with anticipation. He searches for Madissa, knowing she can guide him to Nerissa's chamber. Spotting her in conversation with Selena, he patiently waits until they finish speaking. As Madissa turns towards him, her face brightens with a warm smile. "Madissa," Joe greets her, "I've been trying to find Nerissa. Could you please tell me where her chamber is?" Madissa nods and provides him with clear directions. Grateful for her help, Joe follows her guidance, determined to find Nerissa and share a moment of connection.

"So you think barging in while I'm trying to catch some shut-eye and lecturing me about the importance of rest is your way of helping my poor soul, huh?" Erios's frown deepened as the cool breeze from the air conditioner, propelled by his friend's enthusiastic entrance, further aggravated his mood. Succumbing to the disturbance, he reluctantly pried his eyes open, snatching the brown envelope from Jae's hands. With a sigh, he tore it open, revealing a ticket for a trip to Qadim and a collection of informative documents to assist him during his trip.As Erios caught sight of the destination written on the paper, he swiftly grasped Jae's intentions.

“That’s right she isn’t here right now, then perhaps.” A chilling smile draws to HIS face, snapping HIS finger and immediately draws a pentagram with the symbols and words that HE can only understand and use. A small gate then appears, mark with the image of thorny roses and a maple tree. Slowly it opens, then a footstep echoes, stepping outside and immediately bowing right before him with the words of respect. “You called upon this humble servant of yours, Supreme God.” “No need for long formalities. I need someone fast to relay a message to my pieces, and I think that you are the perfect one for that job, Jaira.”

I hesitate, and then close my eyes, feeling tickling in my tummy as I imagine a door made of booze opened, and then I sent my thought to him, “can you please keep shut, you are scaring me.” He laughed in my mind. “It isn’t easy for me to stop this because I’m enjoying speaking with my beautiful girl.” Oh gosh, I widened my eyes, pressed my lips. I can’t believe I can send my thoughts into his mind, too. What is the meaning of this? Why me? Why us? “Because we are met for each other,” his voice came in. “W-what? What do y-y-you think you’re saying? I knew you cast a dark spell on me.”

I could tell just by the look on his face, he didn't know the answer. 'I need you to trust us.' I spoke up to my brother finally making him meet my eyes. I seen a small smile come onto his face as he nodded to me. 'Good, I need you to stand back. No matter what happens, or what I do. Do not interfere.' Mystic ordered. As he walked into the bedroom, I followed him in. “Stand with me Aleister.” He said as I walked toward Juvia. 'Aleister, no matter what, I need you to hold him back.' Mystic said to Aleister, but before he could reply I felt him push forward and take control. As soon as he was in control, he sunk his teeth into Juvia's shoulder.

It was locked with a small, heavy-duty padlock. She went back inside, grabbed a hammer and a sturdy chisel from her utility drawer, and set to work. It took several agonizing minutes of heavy, stressful pounding, but the old, cheap lock finally gave way with a splintering screech. Anna lifted the heavy lid. Inside, the contents were meticulously preserved, sealed in large Ziplock bags. A bundle of letters addressed from T.B. to H.M. The first one was dated two months before Hannah’s death and the tone was cold, aggressive, and clearly threatening.

He stood near the mic and tapped into it twice before speaking. "Welcome everyone to the annual championship game. This event is going to start just exactly as the moon comes up..." The moon which I had learnt was the Mystic Moon. It was crescent-shaped and had a variety of stars surrounding it. It comes up only on July 7th of the year, and it had never changed.

Sal suggested. I couldn't help but glare. "Some people don't want to relive their past. I only did it for Ricky." I stopped and waited, looking around. The others gathered, wondering what I was sensing. "Someone's coming. But we're not in danger." I waited until I saw something flittering distantly in the sky. "Is that, that can't be Hermes." "Who?" Sal blinked. "Hermes, from Olympus," Kira replied. "Messenger of the Gods." I shook my head. "Hell could really use some educational courses."