Mystic 9 Novels & Stories

It was the only place that could ever relieve me from having a bad day. “Hi, Juno! How are you?” said Mackoy, a merman who was very assertive when it comes to courting me. He had a blue tail with a matching blue trident. He had a pointed nose, a shoulder-length hair, and a not-so-squared face. He also had a broad shoulder, chest, and abdomen, which could make him feel so confident. “I’m fine,” I said as I started to swim away from him. I used to avoid having an eye-contact with his magnificent blue eyes.

When I was done, she was waiting inside already. “Thank you.” She whispered enough for me to hear as soon as I entered. My wolf started squirming in excitement but of course I couldn’t start showing that. I didn’t want her to think I actually cared that much for her. “It’s nothing.” I replied sternly. “So what’s next now?” “The Moonstone. Unfortunately, they don’t have it here. We'll have to go to Moonfrost forest.” She explained as she unfolded the old brown map in her hands.

Who would even want a weak omega like me in the first place? A sigh escaped my lips as I did my chores. I returned to my room and started looking for what to wear for the mating ceremony. “Alice!” I heard a loud shriek from downstairs and I immediately knew it was my cousin, stacey. I rushed down to her room and she was standing with a pile of clothes with her face red with rage. Stacey is my cousin, my very spoiled cousin at that. She is the only child of my uncle Alpha Lucas and his Luna, Elizabeh Lockheart.

I had been at school for a very long time, so if it happened after I left, I would be no help to them. “OK, well, hopefully I can help. I can’t wait to see you,” I said softly. He told me he loved me, and that he would see me soon. He disconnected the call, and I went back to eating with my mind going a million miles a minute. If Mystic Shadows goes down for something shady, that was on them. After I got my parents belongings, It doesn’t matter to me what happens.

Chad never expected Balaro to be a member of Hacniane's Mystics. Seis solemnly said, "There were only six sacred places that belong to the Mystics in modern times. Balaro and his double pupils gained the favor of the heads of these sacred places within ten years of joining, allowing him to master all the essential arts. By chance, someone discovered a nine-petalled chrysanthemum tattoo on him." Chad exclaimed, "That's the emblem of the Neuf Chrys Club!"

He believed that the Corynthean mystique arts could resolve any conflict, regardless of the danger or the foe's power. Presently, he meditated atop a hill, absorbing the moon's mystique energy. Logan meticulously duplicated the images and symbols etched into the Crescent Order's forbidden walls. He also committed the Mystical Energy Generation Technique, found on an ancient gravestone, to memory. This technique heightened his combat prowess and energy absorption. It even generated mystique energy more effectively than drawing it from the moon.

The Mystic Sun Technique! This was indeed the Nine Heavens Mystic Sun Technique that the old man had passed down to Chase. The marvel of the Nine Heavens Mystic Sun Technique lay in its ability to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for one's own use. Of course, what Chase brought out was not the complete Nine Heavens Mystic Sun Technique but merely a very small part of it. It could even be a sub-technique, which nonetheless could absorb spiritual energy for its user.

I yelled in my head but got no response. “I had no idea I put up a wall, how do I take it down?” I was ready to go full-on panic now. “It’s okay Tori, it’s easy. Look into your mind and picture a wall, then picture it coming down and Mystic standing behind it.” As he said that, I closed my eyes and tried picturing a wall. Instead, my mind saw a square building with a garage door. I looked down and saw a remote in my hand. I pointed my hand at the door and pushed the button. Immediately the door began to rise, and Mystic was sitting on the other side. Her head was tilted sideways, and she had a wolfy frown on her face.

Philip frowned and looked at Fennel beside him. Fennel shook his head to indicate that he was unaware of this. He said, “I haven’t heard of this. Few people know about Mystic City in the first place. Unless they have cooperation with Mystic City, I think most people wouldn’t even know that this place exists.” Philip thought for a while, looked at Ludo, and asked, “Are these things also related to the treasure of the ancient sage that’s about to appear?” Ludo said lightly, “The treasure of the ancient sage comes from Mystic Cave. Now that Mystic Cave has been sealed off by the three Dragon Kings, no one can enter unless they get their entry token.”

Mystic squeezed Aaron’s hand. Her voice threaded into his mind: Let me. He inclined his head. She stepped forward, spine straight, chin lifted. “My name is Mystic Hayes — daughter of Helen and Dawson Hayes. I have not walked these lands since I was a child, but they are still my heritage.” She turned her forearm outward. A glowing tattoo shimmered beneath her skin — intricate, ancient, unmistakable. “I bring this mark as proof.” The head warrior slowly descended from his position and approached her, his boots echoing on stone. Aaron shifted instinctively — ready to move — but Mystic remained still.