My Mysterious Life Novels & Stories

"You don't have to, you have that look in your eye." "I'm just trying to make some sense out of it, that doesn't mean I think you're crazy. It's just a lot to take in. It's not everyday you hear someone tell you they keep dying and coming back to life, and not as themselves but as other people. I must say it is the strangest thing I have ever heard." "It does sound strange. If I wasn't the one going through it I probably would have thought me crazy as well," Molly said. "What happens?"

I have been waiting for his call for a long time now. “At least now you know who has your sister. At least it`s not the Italians as you thought.” Said the Mystery- voice, “Use your connections for the whereabouts.” “How does that help me dropping out?” “I thought it was about your sister.” When I got to the dormitory, I found RasterBook alive and healthy. I froze a bit. I didn’t know which emotions to express. My whole body couldn’t do anything. “Hello! Are you listening? It seems like you saw a ghost!”

He gritted his teeth. “Well I need your help now get your damn ass up!” I ordered and Liam chuckled. Dante stepped away from him and helped him up,Xavier grunted and carried the log of woods in. The rest of us walked inside. “How did you know this place?” Xavier asked me when we were seated. “I have my ways.” I shipped the tea he served. I found out that this was his secret place in his Journal.I accidentally picked it up when we were camping. We hadn't even taken on the pack roles at that time. Then Xavier was jovial but everything changed when he lost his mother.

Aside from what happened between Marrize and me, there’s nothing significant that happened here in school. Earlier, when the class was done, she went out without looking at me. I don’t know if I should be bothered by it or not because we’ve only met again. I don’t even know if she was really my childhood best friend because I’m starting to doubt my diary if it’s saying the truth or if it was there because I'd only imagined things. Because of the turns of events in my life, I totally forgot about my sideline job in the shop of Ms. Polish. I don't know if what I was thinking was a good thing. I mean, she didn't contact me these past few days, so I'm thinking that she let me off the hook. And a

She took a deep breath coming to a determination. Her feet automatically took forward steps without waiting for the command of her brain by receiving the advice of her heart. She doesn't know what Ira's character is, or what's the reason behind her attitude and rudeness. But her one act of kindness is completely different from the words which she is projecting. Whatever it is, she is quite mysterious but she is her stranger. Her Mysterious Stranger. AT THE GRAND SEVEN STAR HOTEL :

Now to add more to the craziness, I was told I will have to become a hybrid, I shifted into a wolf and now I am a silver wolf, something that hasn't been seen in decades. I don't know why but I feel like I have the craziest and the most complicated life in this world, I mean looking at the number of tragedies, my life looks like someone from the movie. I sighed, shaking my head as I pushed the thoughts out of my head. I wonder if there is anything that can be simpler in my life. "Everything will be alright Mia; don't worry you have me with you" Jared reassured "It's crazy how things changed so quickly" I said with a heavy sigh

Anthony had come back to life too. He confessed, "In our previous life, I didn't marry you, it was Holly. Your parents claimed she was my savior, but I just couldn't warm up to her. That's why, when the time came to move on, I asked to be sent to the coldest, most remote outpost, hoping to get away from her. Sure enough, she couldn't stand the bleakness of the frontier and hightailed it back to Riverton in no time.

The only other person in the living room was Tisha who had fallen asleep on the couch, wearing an oversized white T-shirt that went down to her knees. “Bound by silver and aquamarine.” He said to himself as a frown etched on his face. “ What could this mean? Why couldn’t the warlock just kill him right on the spot? After all, he made him what he is today. This is so frustrating. How is someone supposed to find this clue now?.” “Can’t sleep?” He glanced up and saw Annabelle standing by the doorway with her arms folded, a tired look on her face. She wore a white tank top and pink shorts that showed her legs which he tried not to stare at.

As I was holding the flashlight, I heard the door creak open. I flinched as I turned around and saw no one. Feeling anxious, I grabbed one of the brooms from the storage room and walked carefully to the door, holding the broomstick in my hand. I'm well aware that the mansion I'm living in is a dangerous criminal organization's headquarters, and anyone could attack at any time. "And it's possible for this mansion to be haunted." I joked and laughed in nervousness. I'm walking sideways and hid behind the wall as I slowly walked to the door, but I felt someone tap my shoulders.

he muttered, scanning their surroundings. Suddenly, a soft rustling caught Ethan's attention. From the shadows emerged a figure—a solitary figure carrying a basket filled with healing herbs and plants. The newcomer approached cautiously, their eyes meeting Ethan's with a mix of curiosity and concern. "I can help," the stranger offered in a hushed voice, their hands already sorting through the basket. Ethan hesitated for a moment, then nodded gratefully. "Please."