Miss Mysterious Novels & Stories

Misha said with a nod and Moss clicked on the mouse until the screen turn processing to loading… and finally… As Misha and Moss wait in anticipation the whole screen turned black as if someone turned it off, but no one really did and it lit up again intro red. Misha and Moss looked at each other in horror and Rat stumbled on the door as if he ran a whole marathon just to find where Misha and Moss were. “Danger, Moss, Blanche had gone missing.” It was like the new year when people gather to watch fireworks burst from the sky, but it’s not fireworks they saw, and the people gathered were not the usual people, they’re the people from the organization.

Trust. Something we had never truly had before. Could we have it now? I wasn’t sure. ********************* Far from the Crescent Moon Pack, in a hidden underground chamber, Mia paced furiously. The room was dimly lit, shadows dancing along the stone walls, and the scent of burning herbs filled the air. In front of her, Sarah, the High Priestess of the Dark Coven, sat calmly, sipping a blood-like liquid from a delicate glass. “You seem upset, little wolf,” Sarah mused.

She tells me. “That’s shady as fuck…” Damien says from behind me. We make our way in, and something seems out of place for me. I just can’t put my finger on it. I look around the room. I pause. “Where’s the tv?” I ask Missy. “I didn’t touch anything. Everything in here is how I found it.” She says. I walk over to the tv stand missing a tv. I pause when I see the brick behind the stand loose. I remove the brick. A shiver runs down my spine. A pawn with a notebook is in the wall.

My heart skipped a beat at his words, "Lily?" "Lily Macpherson just debunked the news of your relationship with Miss Sia Stanton and she has her army of followers behind her,” Joe sighed. “It's not looking good for us.”

He shrugged shooting me a smirk, “I’ll be back in shape for the sequel.” He devoured a second spoon turning to me, “back to Miss Ariel-Cinderella,” he smirked, “isn’t it weird she ran? Like, I don’t know…” he trailed off, “some sort of criminal? Then she disappeared into thin air like a ghost, I mean no one saw her, or even knows who she might be,” he scoffed devouring another scoop, “she definitely got some sort of ninja skill.” “How is it,” I began feeling a tad bit ticked off, “that all three hundred guests we had, absolutely no one saw her? What about the ccctv camera’s?”

The air was fragrant with flowers hanging in the window, swaying gently in the light breeze. Misan caught her reflection in the standing mirror. Her face was clean, free of bruises or wounds. She touched the herbs on her injuries and, upon inspection, found no trace of scars or blood—everything was pristine. She heard the strange sound again and followed its source. As she approached the door, it suddenly opened, revealing an elderly woman wearing a black dress, a small cloth on her head, and black slippers. She raised an eyebrow at Misan and handed her clothing matching her own, along with the small head covering and slippers.

We made it back to base about halfway through the day. Drake had mysteriously vanished in the middle of the night, leaving us by ourselves. We thought it was fishy at first. But then after all it was better than being peppered by questions. I don't know why he was so interested, or anyone for that matter. We kept our heads low and did as we where asked. I suppose its the mystery that's so appealing. What wasn't appealing was the truth behind our secrecy. The less that people knew, meant the less chance people tried to become our friends.

She didn't have any close friends either and slowly as time passed she became a 27 years old who stayed at home most of the time playing on the computer or reading in her library at home. Like any other day, Su Lan was lying in bed watching her favorite drama until she received a phone call. She picked up her phone and answered only to get hollered at by her mother once again with a bunch of questions like: "when are you going to get a job", "why don't you head out", and etc. After an hour of the same routine everyday she finally managed to get off the phone call. Getting in a grumpy mood she grabbed the bag of chips next to her and saw an ad on her computer. The title of the ad was "the mys

Misty, the weird brainy goddess of HCA and also a known beauty of her current school Edogawa High, had thought of this first instead of wondering if the shadow that appeared before her was a ghost or not. She worried more if there would be news of crime here reported tomorrow, if that shadow was that of a thief, or a kidnapper, or a rapist. If her conjecture was correct... oh no! Due to her odd sense of righteousness and cautiousness acting up, she seriously started to weigh out whether to check out what she saw or not.

Angry at the world, angry with everyone. ...... As I slept on the cell, I had a dream. In the dream, there was the Mysterious guy. He was saying something to me. He told me that I don't belong here. I belong to a place, far from Earth. He told me he lived there and will be waiting for me. "Who are you?" I asked. "My name is Alec but if you get there, call me Prince Alec." "Come with your she'll, I'll be waiting for you" he said and disappeared.