Misty Winds Novels & Stories

“You used to say that the northern lights you spent a lifetime chasing were never meant for you, and there was no need to chase them anymore.” “Yeah.” “Look at that,” he whispered, pulling me close. “Now, the lights came all the way out here to find you on their own.”

Everett replied, "no, but we will jump." Everett jumped from the castle tower. She screamed in shock and hugged Everett's body. Everett jumped on every tree and stopped at one of the taller trees. Everett said, "it's alright, you can open your eyes now." She opened her eyes and was fascinated by the beauty of the realm of black mist. There is a colourful light that looks like a galaxy. She thought frightening darkness only surrounded the realm of Black Mist. But that darkness also looks beautiful. "Should we continue our journey? Don't close your eyes," Everett said.

The moon was big and round. It shone so bright that the stars could not be seen in the night sky. The night breeze caressed her skin. Sydnee closed her eyes and smiled. The translucent moonlight shone on her blue dress and the tiny crystals shone when the moonlight touched them. In the middle of the night, Sydnee was like a fairy who descended into the world.

A bright full moon emerged on a silent night. There was no star in the sky, but the luminous glow of the mystic moon gave it an enchanting beauty. In the depths of a thick forest in a suburb, the air was so quiet that it even felt weird. The wind blew heavily, and someone was screaming horribly. An ugly and ferocious man pressed Kendra Miller on the ground and tried to tear her clothes apart rudely. He scratched Kendra’s body urgently and laughed dissolutely.

“My name is Ryder Williams, future alpha of the Blue Crescent pack.” My jaw dropped. A future alpha? I’ve been arguing with a future alpha? Oh God, this was bad. Man, I should’ve never wondered if this day could get worse. I tempted Fate, and she answered. Perhaps I deserve to be called Missy Mistake after all. “Oh,” was my brilliant response after a moment of mental scrambling. I tried to remember everything Harry told me about alphas. My gaze lowered and I pulled my shoulders in close to me to seem smaller and less threatening. “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean…”

Or just me because I’m an alpha female. I was so lost in my fantasies, I totally forgot I was supposed to be preparing for my mini shopping. “Mia? You ready? Let’s go!” Sissy said, peeping through my door. “I’ll be with you shortly sissy,” I said, checking out my final look in the mirror and applying my favourite fragrance while throwing in my keys and cards in my purse then headed out. “I think red is bold and beautiful,” sissy said, touching a red dress on the dresser admiringly.

INTRODUCTION Ayla is just a simple girl, everyone loves her because of her nice attitude and gorgeous face. Her life is just simple not until she meet the man that will change her life, the man that she will love. She’s even willing to do everything for him, including being his beautiful mistake. PROLOGUE Beautiful scenery and cold air caresses my skin. The different kind of flowers and bird noises gives me comfort. This is the kind of silence I want. I am not the kind of girl who believes in love, for me love is a lust, hormones and being made my by our mind and think that it was love.

Lucine twirled her hair playfully, her voice amused as she said, "Is there a need for me to lie?" The forest was silent, with only the whispering of the leaves brushing against each other as a gentle breeze blew past. Selena tightened her hands into fists, not expecting the truth of Lucine's disappearance 20 years ago to be this inconceivable.

He simply leaned down, so close his breath ghosted my ear. “You can pretend all you like,” he whispered, his voice meant only for me. “But the way you look at me… the way you feel me… it betrays you.” Then, without waiting for an answer, he brushed past, disappearing into the crowd like smoke dispersing in the air. I stood frozen, knees weak, chest tight, Theo’s hand gripping my arm like an anchor. But anchors can’t stop storms. And Damien wasn’t just a storm. He was the hurricane that had already claimed me.

I felt my heart fill with love as I looked at Mavis' resolute profile. Richard watched us with a relieved look, tears glistening in his eyes. Nearby, Tyler giggled, full of innocent joy. The gentle mountain breeze brushed past us, carrying the scent of earth. In the distance, the mountains stood tall, shrouded in mist. We stood at the entrance to the village, basking in the warm sunlight. At that moment, happiness felt simple.