Mystic Falls Novels & Stories

"We are forever grateful." “Mystic,” Aaron repeated. “It’s an honor.” They began moving east. Fast enough to escape. Slow enough for the women to keep up. Five minutes later, Mystic gasped—soft, pained, and trying to hide it. She pressed a hand to her ribs, her face pale. “I’m fine.” She wasn’t. She swayed. Aaron moved instantly, catching her before she fell. His hands were careful, grounding. For a heartbeat, she leaned into him—forehead near his chest, trembling but not pulling away.

He raised his hand and the weapon flew back into his grasp and he ran after them. Not having any other choice, the kids got in the stranger's car and he drove away fast enough to avoid being caught by the assassin. "Are you guys okay?" The stranger asked. "Yeah, thanks for helping us," Joe said, out of breath. "Who are you and who was that person that was chasing us?" Lydia asked from behind. "My name's Micah Jameson and that person that was chasing you was a Ginx," Michael said. "A what?" Kurt asked. "A Ginx. A magical warrior from Troleyadia, sent here to find the twin seeds of Eyah and by the looks of it, kill them," Micah said.

“What a dense immortal mist!” “The immortal realm is just like that!” However, the white mist was still increasing. Standing three feet from each other, ordinary people could not see the others’ faces. Even so, everyone felt comfortable and relaxed. One would be refreshed after taking a breath of such a white mist. The Mystic Maiden of the Nine Heavens flew up into the sky with a swish and saw that the mist had enveloped half of California, and its central point seemed to be located at the manor of the Rockefellers.

This was a colossal gamble, one he could afford and was destined to win. A journey of a thousand miles took only one or two hours under the Mystic Vale Sect's all-out advance. From afar, the Mystic Mountains stretched endlessly, their terrain steep and treacherous, shrouded year-round in gray-black clouds. Between the ravines lingered dense resentment, deathly aura, and murderous qi. Vengeful spirits wailed day and night, ferocious beasts rampaged unchecked. It was universally acknowledged throughout America as a land of utter peril, a burial ground where the living dared not tread.

The Great Falls of Silver Creek was a place of postcards and summertime memories. It was a massive curtain of white water thundering down a hundred-foot drop into a deep, churning pool. Mist rose from the impact zone like steam, creating perpetual rainbows in the morning light. To the pack, it was a swimming hole. To Malakar, it was a bank vault. We hiked up the slippery, moss-covered trail in silence. The roar of the water grew louder with every step, drowning out the sound of the forest. I took point, scanning the energetic spectrum with my Lycan sight.

I was flogged a hundred times for making a laughingstock out of the future king. He has all the say in the palace, so I knew better than to cross him. Anyway, that was all the thing of a past now. I just have to wait a few more months and I will finally be able to spread my wings! My life-long dream of becoming the member of the Mystic Muses was about to reach fruition. Mystic Muses was a sect mostly comprised of female descendants of another minor deity, Lilith. They followed her ways and in order to honor her name, they only accepted maiden with the highest honor. In layman's term, only virgins were allowed.

But none knew how and why this is connected to that electric power plant. It was heavily raining there at the night. A van entered into the power plan area very quickly and stopped in front of a door where Dr. Sheen was standing with an umbrella. He shouted, “Jordan, take the body and keep it in proper place and be very careful”. It is few minutes before dawn, A boy of 14 years old sanding on a hill outside the restricted area, seeing that the water is gone from the lake and two persons came out from the bottom ground of the lake. They talked about something and then they did something on the ground and again went somewhere. The water is back again just like before.... “Mack, Mack, wake up,

I laughed suddenly when I saw Mitch's awkward smile and Riah’s frowned. “Girl, Lower your voice, please. You're hurting my Ear! ” Mitch said “Where are you, Ayla? I’m so worried about you. Especially Riah, do you know that he wants to call the police because you're missing? ” I close my eyes because of the way Mitch speaks, I don't know why he used that kind of voice, she is very fluent in English and she also grew up in America but she likes speaking that way. I would have spoken when Riah preceded me.

And i nodded gently and nervously. “How do you know my name?” I asked slightly surprised. “After all these years of waiting and the moon goddess gives me a worthless piece of shit like you?!” He exclaimed. “I Alpha adrian moon rejecet you Alice grey!” He said in a cold tone. I felt my hopes crashing down in just one second, my heart broke into a million pieces. I didn’t know what to say as all the sentences I tried to form are incoherent. I’ve been waiting to meet my fated mate only for him to reject me on the spot.

Mature content: consensual sex ~Nyxie~ I followed his scent to a small waterfall by a forest. It was the perfect way to start my revenge. I walked my way up to the hilltop to jump into the lake below. Without a word, I dove; hands pointed above my head and wings unfurled. I flipped and heard a swear as I hit the water. The water was refreshing and cleared my head as I surfaced. Swimming to shore, I found a rock to sit on. I wrung out my hair and slicked it back.