Misty Muda Novels & Stories

I said as I crossed my arms in front of my chest. "I love mint choco." He said and I stopped. "Disgusting!" I hissed and he laughed. "Why is that disgusting? It's good." "I feel like brushing my teeth when I eat that flavour." I shook my head. "Do you have a pet?" He asked. "I have a black labrador at home. How about you?" "Really? I have a labrador too!" He said and I turned to him completely surprised. "Millie.. her name." "Blue.. his name." I turned to him and looked at him straight into his eyes.

He is my life, my everything. "Aunt," Elliot clung to my second side. He has amber eyes like his mother, Lorraine. His dark brown hair matched with his father. Laughter jumped from my lips. I crouched and hugged both, "How was your weekend? Did my boys miss me? " I asked them, embracing them. My happy space! They tightened their tiny arms around me, "Mommy, we climbed up the tree," Aidan's eyes glistened with happiness as he looked at me with his blue eyes.

“Where the hell is this nearby town? We have been riding for three hours.” “We’re going to Hamelsta,” Magnolia confessed. Laya was silent for a moment, as if she was drawing a map in her head to figure out where they were going. “Are you serious?” she shrieked, making her horse neigh. “Shh, sorry boy.” She patted his neck. “I didn’t mean to scare you.” Magnolia could feel her companion glaring at her back, she felt a bit guilty for not telling her, but she was also a bit amused.

Walking round the chair, Misty placed her hands on Reid's shoulders. "You are tensed, do you want me to help," she rubbed against his shoulders and leaned down, letting her breath ghost on his neck. "Like I've always done before Scarlet arrived," Snappily, Reid twirled, his gaze piercing through her skull which made her step back. "Are you supposed to be here, Misty?" His tone was low and severe that it sent a coolness down Misty's spine.

He could breathe fire and also breath ice. Lastly was a pure white dragon, the smallest of the three. The young dragon did not land on the ground before transforming and launching herself at one of the twins. Mist was hyperactive, being the last born of prince Xander/Malachai, she was the last of the three musketeers. Ah yes, the Musketeers. A werewolf princess, a dragon princess and a royal nagini. Emerson, Mist and Mya were destructive when put together. Mist was the youngest of the three, Emerson being fourteen, Mya thirteen and Mist, twelve.

I am Azura. The only goddess of two elements. Fire and water. Ooops...... Right introduction, wrong timing. **************** "This is not gonna be a great day". This was all I could say to myself. Somehow deep down, I could just feel that something huge was gonna happen today. It was the same gut feeling I woke up with the day I lost my parents to a ghastly car accident. I was a hundred and one percent sure, that crazy things are gonna happen today.

I stared at her for a while then got up. "Only for a few days. But if I see improvements in her you can continue with it for 2 months," I said to her and she stopped then turned to me with glowing eyes. "Thank you!" She nodded happily. "When do I start with the test? My hands are itchy," She said, rubbing her hands together. I stared at her for a while then said,"You are not bisecting her body. You are only to find a cure for her muteness,"

I defended, knowing it wasn’t entirely true. “I’ve made a background research on you Miss Mia Cruise and I know for a fact that this office is like your secret lair, you still mourn the puppy you lost to a tragic accident three years ago even more than your late father and you are a huge fan of De Brans bar and go there every weekend to get drunk,” he said and caught his breath right on time. I gave him a puzzled look which slowly turned into a wicked smirk. “I’m sure this is an invalid case in the court of law,” I said, resting my head on my jaw.

That happiness, and it sure as hell ain’t in this palace. My finger traces the art on his skin, and I realize Dumbo has something very similar. Is this another cousin? A brother? My mind is still humming, and I realize I’m staring at myself. The person I know is inside me still. Yet she looks so different in a sleeveless shirt and shorts. Mud covers her arms and legs both. I pull the page so hard to turn it, I nearly rip it out. “Dakota of Misty Glen. Father is Alpha Braden, mother is Luna Alice. Age: 16, unmated.”

“Miss, I’m just here for the party. I heard there’s a really famous Emotional Release Center on Pine Mist Island, so I came to check it out. I didn’t think I’d get lost.” “You’re lying!” Mia narrowed her eyes. “If you were really here for the party, how could you possibly get lost? There are signs everywhere!”