Mistery Novels & Stories

I expected to see anger or fury, but all he did was smile at me, just as he had assured me before I left his office. Slowly, I nodded. He turned towards the rest of the pack, “I think there’s a mole amongst us.” Silence. Everyone turned to stare at the other person beside them, but no one uttered a word. No one dared to utter a word. “I’m trying to be nice because of the time we’ve spent together. And for the fact that I have always seen everyone has my family, I will give whoever it was the privilege to open up.” Again, silence. After a few seconds of silence, Greg spoke up. “I can’t believe there’s actually a mole within us. We’ve been together for years. We’ve been so much together. We’ve

I despised them almost as much as I despised being woken up from my sleep, I rolled my eyes before looking over at Justin, Justin was a tall lanky guy, three years my junior and completely obsessed with murders. “Rush, it is an extremely high profile case and there’s a lot of second guessing going around, let’s face it the Hudson’s are not short of enemies. They’ve been crawling out from the shadows for some time now.” there was a brief pause where Justin and I gave each other a knowing look, only a person with our experience would know that a person who is missing, is a person of interest. “If a person has nothing to hide, why would they run?” I said to Justin while raising an arched eyebro

Micah said. "But we couldn't find it because the coordinates were a bit confusing but I'm so close to figuring them out. But, when we do find them, opening it might be a bigger challenge because, and I'm pretty certain of this, it has to require some sort of magic to unlock it. Magic from a Ginx or maybe even more," Mr Philip said. "Magic from us?" Lydia asked. "Yes, and maybe from someone like that Ginx that was trying to kill you guys," Micah answered.

I wasn't one to stand for bullying, especially toward a girl I was beginning to see as a close friend. I was going to advise her to let Alix know about it when a Mistdove flew through my open window and landed on my bed, making us squeak in surprise. It was a white mistdove with dots of blue colors scattered across several parts of its tiny white body. It was Milli, my aunt's mistdove. The tiny dove chirped at me as if waiting for me to do something.

My heart raced as she led me away from the group, the tension in the air becoming almost palpable. "What's going on?" I whispered, trying to keep my voice steady as Susan released me and began to massage her temples. The look on her face was grim, and my anxiety mounted as I awaited her reply. The mystery surrounding my colleagues' hushed conversation and urgent manner only served to heighten my sense of dread.

Raymond answered, causing me to nod my head in response. His words plunged me into thought, and I began to wonder if my instinct was right all along. The new Xenra was really suspicious, and Raymond's words had only served to confirm my speculations. But then, I still was still trying to connect the dots when Raymond's words came again,

*The message* Dr. Emma Taylor's eyes widened as she stared at the cryptic message on her phone: "They're watching me. I have to escape." The words sent a chill down her spine. It was from her sister, Sarah, who had been missing for weeks. Emma's mind racing, she replayed the events leading up to Sarah's disappearance. They had been arguing about their estranged father, and Sarah had been acting strangely in the days before she vanished. Emma had dismissed it as paranoia, but now she wondered if something more sinister was at play.

He looked up with that easy grin, holding out a muffin like a peace offering. “You look like hell,” he said. “Didn’t sleep much,” I muttered, taking it anyway. He watched me for a second too long, worry creasing his brow. I wanted to tell him. About the whispers in the dark. About Damien’s hand on my jaw. About how his voice lingered in my head, calling me mine. But the words stuck in my throat. And then, as if summoned by my silence, the air shifted. The lecture hall fell quiet, a ripple of tension spreading through the rows. I didn’t need to look up. I knew.

Did a robber break into their home. Mystique immediately took her glasses from the little table and put them on, her vision immediately becoming brighter, she picked up the baseball bat rising against the wall at the corner, Mystique made her way out in slow and steady steps, trying her best not to alarm the robber. Reaching the living room, she found no one in sight but the clamor continued from the kitchen. Clinging the bat tightly, she tiptoes to the kitchen wall.

[Remorhaz -Mystic rank] Level 78 HP:9000 CON:900 ATK:120. STR:24 DEF:98. DEX:19 MP:70. INT:14 Speed:23. AGI:23 [Skills: fire immunity(Unique) Ice immunity(Unique) Darkvision(R) Crushing Bite(Elite) Conversion(Mystic) Poison Spines(Elite) Heated body(Mystic)]