Mistery 소설 & 이야기

Deagan laughed, wiping the slobber off his face. “Misterio… Mist, for short.” Deagan eyed her strangely. “That’s very different, any reason?” Hazel asked and Aria smiled at the grey-eyed cuteness. “Misterios means Secrets in Spanish.” Deagan caught on easily while others remained in the dark, no one asked her to elaborate. “Well then Mist, come meet your uncle Aycin.” Aycin held his hands out and so he made his way down the table, receiving rubs and kisses. “Little attention lover, isn’t he?” Aria laughed at Deagan’s words.

I can feel a shiver run down my spine as I gulp. Something is weird about the atmosphere... how come everyone suddenly disappears? I slowly swallow the candy that was sitting in my mouth. It was a soft candy, so it didn't hurt my throat. Clenching the handle of my bag tightly, I try to walk as normally as I could master. *Bathump! Bathump!* Calm down... there must be a reasonable explanation why this happened, right? A shadow shape of a person appeared behind me. The more I try to walk faster, the more it follows me. Turning around to the different alleyway, I tried to lose the shadow. Since I wasn't paying attention to where I'm heading, I ended up walking to a dead end.

Nick awoke, startled. He looked around and noticed he was on the floor. Then all the things that happened earlier started to flash back in his mind; the unknown pearl, the blood writing on his bedcover, the mirror, the dead body filled musty place, another blood writing on the mirror, then everything turned blank-no black!!! Extremely black!!! - "Oh crap! I zoned out like a sissy, a girl, a baby!!! What the heck happened here? Why did I fall into a trance?! " Nick asked no one in particular, totally confused. He looked around, his inspection was cut short when his eyes fell on his safe, on it lay to his horror, blood, splattered all over it and a rotten skull on the top of it! 'No! This is a

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.

Sarah said giving me a soft gaze and i nodded "Well..i have one last thing to inform you. But it seems you know all already" i said "Not actually. But i have spice every where..that's why I'm very informed." Sarah said "Ok let me ride on then.. I highly believe..Hareite is into some malicious plans with Scot..and i want you to find about those two so fast." I said and she gave me a mischevious smile "I am and i know exactly what's going on right now.. all i can tell you is, be very vigilant hence forth when around Hareite. She's playing hide and seek with everyone" Sarah said and i furrowed my brows

It would be 12 AM soon and the deed need to be done before 11:59 PM. "Have a nice sleep." She said with a malicious smirk as she disappeared. She walked away from the backyard and put her cloak over her head as she moved towards the pack borders. "Who is there?" One of the pack patrols yelled and she hurriedly ran and crossed the log of wood that indicated the end of the pack. She looked back and smiled victoriously. "Wait for me." She thought with a giggle before stomping away in the dark night. * * * Lyra sat up instantly. Something pricked in her mind and she could not sleep. She does not know why. She sniffed in the air and this pungent smell made her wrinkle her nose. "Whose scent is th

As they were walking towards the house, she noticed that the fog was covering the atmosphere. Is this my imagination or a coincidence that the fog came immediately after they stepped foot on the walkway? she asked herself. Zach opened the door and Aramina gasped in awe; the interior wasn’t the same mysterious look she got from the entrance... It has a modern interior; the walls were coated with white oil paint and the stairs were constructed as a floating stairs with a wooden handrail. The TV wall had a touch of wood as well and the ceiling had drops of artificial moon and stars hanging around.

Alpha Mayhem says. Libby and Mother Agnes are speaking to one another in an old language. It is not like the one I heard Bruce speaking in but something different. Libby and Mother Agnes eventually finish their discussion. "We should go now. We would get there about the time it gets dark. Mother Agnes says there is an old speakeasy that we can go in and surprise Umbra. The tunnel is closed off and can only be opened with a password. It is our best shot at killing Umbra and maybe rescuing Bruce," Libby says.

"No don't be, just that I hate been reminded of my growing stigma, I just want to forget, I want to wake up one day and find out it had all been a dream. "Don't worry, Amy, it would be over soon. He was trying to encourage her, that seem like what she needed to hear at the time. "How could you be so sure? She asked, wanting more words of encouragement. "I have people working for me, they are already in your case, don't worry this mystery would be unraveled soon"

Trust no one until their loyalty is proven through blood and beyond doubt. We depart now, leaving no trace of our identity, for anonymity shields us. But rest assured, Alice, our vigilant eyes are fixed upon you, patient and relentless. Choose your next steps wisely, as time is running out. Yours in mystery, Your enigma. "What the fuck is this?" I whispered. As I read the puzzling words inscribed on the letter, a flurry of emotions swirled within me. Anger and fear intertwined like venomous snakes, constricting my heart.