Jumin Mystic Messenger Novels & Stories

It was now down the hill, turned upside down. Life was so unpredicted, unexpected, and completely twisted in a way that could not be solved. Taking out her new phone from her pocket, she dialed a number and pressed it to her ears, after a few rings, the person picked up the call. "Hello, who is this?" The person spoke from the other side. Mystique licked her dry lips. "Can you send me the address of Dr. Theo?" She requested without bothering to introduce herself. "Misty?" The person called stunned from the other side.

I replied not being in a mood to really eat but I have to put something in my stomach as I have had medicines. "Aurora, your parcel is here... I signed it for you, if you don't mind..." I looked confused at Mrs. Gracias. I didn't order anything. "Thank you" I took the parcel from her and she smiled. She is too sweet for a senior. "Ohh, looks like we don't need to order anything now.." Catherina grinned. I stared at the bag and the black colour is enough to tell me who has sent this. What is inside?

Juliet cried, pointing to the seat next to Sebastian, who got up and pushed my chair in for me. “I’m so sorry to cancel brunch and then arrive unexpectedly, Jasper and Elliott didn’t need us as part of the meeting anymore and we were hungry!” “But there’s something else going on, is everyone okay?” Juliet looked at me, the depth in her eyes rapidly changing to one of complete wisdom. It was unsettling like she could see through me just like Sebastian but in a slightly different way. “Well, we’ve got some more information about the attack on Mystic Moon, where I’m from. I’m sorry if I’m repeating information, Elliott hasn’t told me specifically how much you know about things yet.”

They watch us from windows, their eyes curious. "Who are you?" an elder asks. "I am Seraphina, Queen of Silvermoon. I am looking for a wolf. A wolf who left a message on my border." The elder's face pales. "You mean the Messenger." "The Messenger?" "He is the one who serves the Unseen. He carries their messages. Their warnings." "Where is he?" "He is in the temple. At the end of the valley." The temple is ancient, its walls covered in moss. The doors are open, inviting us in.

"They'll kill me if I talk." "I'll kill you if you don't." I let that sink in. "Choose wisely." He stared at me. Weighing his options, deciding which death scared him more. "Silvermist," he whispered finally. "I carry messages for Lady Selene." "To who?" "I don't know names." He swallowed hard. "Just locations and drop points, the messages are coded." "Show me." I reached for his bag. He tried to pull away but pressed the knife harder.

My friend, Melissa Jones, started shrieking at the top of her lungs, "Oh my gosh! Someone call 911 or something! Wren's got a demon in her!" I dashed to the bathroom and drenched myself in water, but it did nothing to ease the pain. I was so close to passing out from the agony. Joanna's gaze was piercing as she demanded, "Who gave you this protection sigil? Spill it now, so I can get rid of this bad mojo on you." I could barely catch my breath as I whispered, "Another Mystic." She exploded with anger. "No way! That's a total scam. You could've died, you get that? Good thing I'm here."

the man said, turning to bow instead toward the campfire where Ryder now stood, hunched over a table with Luca. Ryder barely lifted his head. “Speak.” “There is someone here… a messenger from the Greenwood border. They carry the Old seer’s mark.” That caught Ryder’s attention. Luca frowned. “That’s not possible.” “She’s gone,” Ryder said. “Dead or banished, no one ever knew.” “It is really her mark,” the scout said carefully. *Moments Later — Near The Camp* The messenger waited with a hood drawn over his eyes. Dust clung to his boots. He bore no weapon, only a twisted staff and a sealed scroll. The symbol pressed into it, a vine coiled around a crescent moon

Loki warned with a grin. Loki wasn’t trying to guilt Asher but didn’t want him to bring bad karma upon himself, especially with a daughter on the way. “Loki, don’t be so negative! Our friend Asher is just having some fun. But yeah, Loki’s right, dude,” Lucius added with a smirk. "Are you just lecturing me? That’s exactly why I came to you guys to at least shake off my bad mood," Asher said irritably. While they were deep in conversation, Asher didn’t notice Cassia approaching them. Loki quickly signaled Asher to change the topic.

“Y-you…!” Ana grinned and let out a sigh, her appetite diminishing even further. “Well, allow me to introduce myself,” Ana said, extending her hand towards them and gently removing the mask that concealed her face. “I am Ana Mystica, and I’ve returned.” Mateo's and Chloe's eyes widened in disbelief as they stared at the figure standing before them. It was the person they believed to be long gone, the person they thought was dead. “N-no way… I-It can’t be…”

"Well, there's nothing else to do here. Let's go!" As everyone headed down the hill, Faust got a call from the one and only Zark Chomsky. "Where are you, cousin?" "Hold that thought. Do you know who I just ran into?" "Who?" Zark asked, clearly interested. "Mr. Lugh Frankton, chief of Mystic Sky Guild! I'm really lucky to have bumped into him, or I would've been killed if it were someone else." "For real?!" "Would I lie to you?"