Miskos Treasure Heroines Manuscript Novels & Stories

He turns to face Mason. “Certainly Alpha, well, I saw a female in your warriors team whom I know pretty well.” Mason starts. “She's a spy sent by the rogues to report about the packs, first she was in Nadine-west, now I see her here. Its Beatrice.” He says. “What?” I say. It's so ridiculous. “Yeah, we managed to capture her. We tortured her for a bit, but she escaped our custody.” tortured her? it's like that's all I heard. Torture.

But the person waiting on the roof didn’t want to let her catch her breath. “You are the Roar’s partner, aren’t you?” It was a female voice. She was wrapped up in a brown cloak, a scar running down from her nose to her neck. The scar revealed her identity. How could she forget? Aegis had remembered every face in the wanted list during the war. “What brings you here, conjurer Mishaela?” The woman smiled. “It’s an honor to be recognized by the Rigiddin princess,” she said in a sarcastic tone.

“10 of Month of Passion (June). Dang its been almost for two weeks before I finally touch some grasses! I really missed the land so mush! Di ko akalalain na mahihilo ao at magkakaroon ng maraming motion sickness. Anyway diary, I have finally buried one of my treasure! It would very helpful for those aspiring mages! Then kapag mayroon nakaka kita ng aking mga kayamanan they will surely spread my name! Magiging sikat na ako HAHAHAHAHH dang… I sound like those weird teenagers who are too obsess with fame. But this isn’t just for fame, it also one of the ideas that will definitely help me distinguish kung sino sa mga tao na makakahanap at magagamit nito ang galing sa mundo na pinanggalingan ko

They were the lessons, teachings, and pieces of my heritage she had tried to pass down in the only way she could… before everything fell apart. A soft, broken smile tugged at my lips as I traced a symbol with my fingertips. “You always looked out for me, Mom. And I didn't even know that.” Over the next few days, whenever I wasn’t resting or eating, I was reading, devouring every single word. The scrolls spoke of Lunaris wolves, explaining the importance of silver healers, scentless warriors, and the protectors, chosen by the Moon Goddess itself. The more I read, the more fog in my heart lifted.

Lia whispered, her eyes dancing. “You know the tales. The Moon Goddess loves to bridge the gap, mating the lowest beta to the strongest alpha to create a perfect balance. That could be you.” I held up the gown, watching the moonlight catch the beads. It glowed with an ethereal, haunting light. No one would ever guess this was once junk. It was my armor, built on sleepless nights and desperate hope. “Can you imagine the fallout?” I countered, my voice tight.

The warrior who had found the evidence was called upon next to recount his steps during the search of my quarters. "I found the herbs the doctor mentioned under Miss Chrysalis' bed. They were well hidden and I believe had been placed in order to conceal their location. There was also a letter obtained from her bed. It was addressed to her father, former Beta Jarred Chrysalis. I believe this shows her true character, someone who would sympathise with a criminal that attempted to murder the Alpha." But unfortunately, the testimony didn’t stop there. To my dismay, he proceeded to read aloud the contents of the letter to the whole crowd, causing everyone present to begin chattering once more.

I almost rolled my eyes, bored of her antics. Before I shunned whatever she was doing off, the book glowed in bright red. "What in the?" I exclaimed. "Moon oath magic," she said triumphantly. "This book has a message." She strode towards us elegantly and opened the pages to us, which were now filled with drawings and writing. "Look at this," she told us. Scarlett gasped. "Herrera." "Herrera?" We looked at the image again. A woman with long white hair, white brows, lashes, a white garment with gold accessories.

“The Underworld God’s treasure?” As soon as the Mystic Maiden of the Nine Heavens heard that, her empty sockets glowed red from the jealousy and excitement she felt. Although this woman came from a fine background, she might have been destitute for a while. Thus, she had developed the character of a superb miser and paid special attention to spiritual herbs and magical treasures. When she obtained that much for the treatment from the other trialists, she looked ecstatic and almost bowed to thank them and call them masters.

“The parts of the world that grew on their own while you were gone, while you were living your life in another place and time. Your manuscript was just a seed, Miss Isadora. But seeds have a way of sending roots into soil you never knew existed.” She pulled one of the green-wrapped books from the stack, and the cloth fell away to reveal pages that glowed with a faint silver light. The script on those pages was nothing like Isadora’s precise handwriting—it curved and twisted across the paper, looking more like veins on skin than letters meant to be read. “What is this?” Isadora asked, stepping closer despite the way the light made her eyes ache.

“Now, go inside and wait in the living room. If I need you, you will know.” Cassie did not say anything in response. She only nodded obediently before walking past the guy and into the house, disappearing. Malek was left with the one person who was truly wanted…the one person who was destined to stand in his way; the one person who could actually ruin his entire plan and bring it all to the ground. He was left with the White-haired Luna…the unexpected choice of the Moon goddess. Knowing that she was a human was easy; he could not detect her scent. And it had already been revealed to him in the Spirit World. This was good news for him; it should have brought him comfort and happiness, knowing