Mistborn Reen Novels & Stories

He gave me a dimpled smile in return. "Is it true that a man was found dead at The Mixed Community last night?" I heard someone ask. Alix frowned, hearing it too. "Yes. My mom sent a message checking up on me this morning. I'm yet to reply to her. My damn Mistdove isn't back yet. I swear that animal acts human." Xenos replied. Mistdoves and Mistrows were pets that were used to deliver messages anywhere in MistWorld. "You shouldn't have left her without food. She'll be back." Flash responded, patting Xenos on the back in sympathy.

The unspoken understanding passed between them, a bond deeper than words. As dawn approached, painting the eastern sky in hues of bruised purple and fiery orange, Ariya, Ember, and Maelin slipped into the forest. They moved like shadows among shadows, their forms blending seamlessly with the ancient trees, the scent of pine and wet earth grounding them as they moved with purpose toward Stone Hollow. The air was crisp, carrying the promise of the day, but for them, it carried something else entirely.

He must be furious! [Feels good! The spot's finally back where it belongs. First step in crushing that impostor's dream!] [Nice one, Horace! Dump the trashy troublemaker girl, go to the same university as the female lead, and take back everything that belongs to you. That's the real heir storyline!] I didn't say a word. Horace let out a deep breath, as if he was finally releasing all the frustration he had carried since being reborn. "Brian, I'm really sorry about this, but this admission spot was always supposed to be mine. Getting back what belongs to me feels pretty damn good. Without a top university on your record… What do you think you'll ever amount to?"

It didn't help that I was already an outsider for something they believed my parents did, Robin stayed by my side through it all. We were presently at the training grounds watching the men train. My eyes were fixated on a shirtless Caelum. His skin was tanned and golden, he had a full sleeve of tattoos on one arm. He was practically beating the shit out of the other guy, anger radiated off him. “He is very yummy, isn't he?" A voice said from behind me, I cut off the growl threatening to come out. “Hello Jessica." I smiled stiffly. Robin wasn't here to rescue me this time.

she said and I nodded slowly affirmatively, she nodded firmly and continued, “I finally found the site of construction you asked me to look into , it has been completely renovated and it doesn’t look anything like the picture you sent, also I realized it wasn’t done by DMW,” She said giving me report of the things I’ve asked her to find out about, I slowly reclined in my chair and nodded slowly. “Which company did the renovation?,” “Kings&ko group,” she replied, my eyes dimmed as I slowly pushed my chair backwards and got up to my feet, I gently walked towards my shelf and drew out a file there before walking back to my table.

"I came for two things. First, I wanted to bring you home. Mary, I know you're angry about the past, but those things are behind us. We can't stay estranged forever. And… Scarlett. She repeated her studies for a year and has finally been admitted to a university here in Maturin City. Since you already know each other… could you… maybe look after her a little?" His voice trailed off, nearly swallowed by my silence. The flicker of irony in my eyes had already sliced through him like a blade.

Caleb murmured a he patted my shoulder and I gave him a small smile which didn't reach my eyes at the mention of my dead mate. It still hurt to talk about Elara but somehow ever since Scarlett came into my life it seemed a bit easier. "We'll see you around old-" Caleb began a he made to turn away. "Is that Silas Darkwood?" A familiar high-pitched voice called out behind me and I immediately grimaced. "Lola, it's been ages." Caleb turned to the slender woman approaching us with her long blond hair flowing down her back. "I know right, you won't believe just how much I've missed you." She replied as she stopped in front of me and didn't spare Caleb a glance.

But in my previous life, when I'd given her this same sapphire necklace, she'd been so moved she'd thrown herself into my arms, tearfully expressing her love for me. Yet this time, her face was twisted with disgust… and I saw hatred in her eyes. Could it be that she had been reborn as well? Lorraine picked up the necklace she'd just destroyed and hurled it at my face, shrieking, "Take this back and get out of my sight, Cyrus! I don't need your pity. I, Lorraine Jensen, can make a place for myself in this world!" The necklace hit me in the face so hard that it hurt. Everyone around us gasped.

Janet gave me a long hug and I said bye to everyone before walking out. I took my coat and covered myself. It was a cold night and I'm tired, but I want to go to the art museum. I remember walking there with my ex, Timothy, and one of the paintings look very oddly similar. It was a picture of a couple, dancing in the rain and surrounding it, were small birds, flying around the dancers. The scene looks oddly familiar and when I looked at the artist, I finally knew why. Cayden Nowell. Since then, I've been a regular visitor in the museum, staring at the painting like Cayden will jump out of the frame and come back to me. I've even made friends with one or two of the tour guides there.

Cassian's pov I nurse my bottle of scotch leaning my elbows on the railings. The cold air sweeps over my face as my eyes scan the compound. The sky is a canvas of stars, their cold glow barely touching the vast darkness covering the estate. I move my eyes to the swimming pool where a silhouette of a woman swims there in a red bikini. The blue glow from the pool makes her look ethereal — until recognition slaps. It's Maya. What the fuck?