Mystic Falls Novels & Stories

You have no idea how powerful he is—only death awaits you down that path. Frank smirked. "Oh, but I don't think so." Crane rolled his eyes. "Fine, whatever—now listen closely. You will find Torrent in the Mystic Trail, but you would only find that place when the sun and moon coincide, and the entrance is beneath the waterfall south of Horton." As he finished, he snorted coldly. "I have no idea if you can actually do it, but I'm hoping you do kill him… Heh. I'm getting tired of being stuck under his control for so long."

He then stepped to the side and with a broad sweep of his hand, welcomed Ella to a magical sight. The tall trees around her had spherical lanterns that gave out soft light over a path lined with small round stones. Curtains of white flowers cascaded from the hanging vines that bordered an artificial water fall that provided the refreshing sounds of splashing water. The cool night air was scented by the jasmine that were blooming along the stone path.

They followed a road that actually was invisible to others as they were expected to arrive in the forest. The Mystical forest was the portal to the mountains where the coven of the grand white witch was located; before it was burned down along with every soul that lived in it a few decades ago. It was guarded by the fairies then, and until now, they remain to dwell and protect the forest. The waterfall was flowing with healing water coming from the mountains, and only those who deserved it could find the path and bathe in it. Kisha’s friend was among the white witches, and as soon as she had heard about the Black family’s granddaughter-in-law having a few miscarriages already, the friend sug

she couldn't find a suitable words to describe the marvelous view she was just witnessing. The Falling Mountain, a place of terror and peace. It is hidden away in the magical worlds. Some say it is only a fairytale, some say it is a myth but only a few know of it's existence. Falling Mountain is a wonderland and it is in fact the realm which divides the magical world from the heavens. It is a wondrous city of stone and modalvite, it was once the abode of the lesser gods. The modalvite illuminates the plains, giving the mountain a greenish shine.

It sounds weird when you find yourself attractive or cute. Mom and I used Sage’s car to drive through the lake. I thought we were going to the lakeside, where I usually read books before I found myself indifferent to every one. It’s farther than that. It could be a mile or so away. And it’s better in this place. No schools, no people, no distractions. Just a peaceful natural pattern.

I replied with a roll of my eyes. Alpha Cadell held a ball in his very fancy, and extremely huge, mansion. He said it was a celebration for his arrival at the new town. I was sure it wasn't only that. "Just keep your manners. We will be in and out before you even know it." Morgana stressed, and nodded her head at some woman with a winged face mask. Did I mention that this is a masquerade? We live in Midwick, Virginia. A very small and very beautiful town, which one would feel was built right in the middle of the woods.

Luca replied. "Mystic Peak was sealed off after the plague. We won't find anything there," Arlen argued. "Not if we search diligently. Let's keep going," Luca insisted, his focus fixated on an old map rather than seeking guidance from the locals. Arlen, however, decided to take matters into his own hands. He approached anyone willing to spare a moment. "We're adventurers who enjoy hiking. Can you direct us to Mystic Peak?" he asked, accompanied by a humble smile. Surprisingly, he received various responses, but they all ultimately discouraged their quest. Those who had ventured to Mystic Peak in the past had not returned with their sanity intact.

I added, and I held his shoulder before I walked towards a secluded path to meet with the person I trust. As I was walking, I took my phone out of my bag and called Tyron. “Meet me at the place… Near Moon Falls,” I told him. (“Yeah, I saw Delgado. I’ll wait for you here.”) I ended the call and continued walking. This place was entirely different from Monticello’s Cristina Falls, as it seemed abandoned for a long time. “Ana!” I saw Tyron waving at me, so I headed towards where he was stationed.

SIA POV “Brace yourself princess,” Greg said, winking at me through the mirror. “We're here.” A few seconds later, the car pulled over in front of a huge property with high walls and a massive gate which had iron spikes and a heavy looking lock. The top of the wall was sharp barbed wire that seemed to glint. “Where are we?” I asked, feeling a shiver run down my back as I stared at the building. “This is my private mansion,” Nicholas replied, beating Greg to it. “You'll be safe here for now. I'll take you home later… when the heat dies.”

Zack stormed out like he had lost his mind, leaving the Mystic and me just staring at each other. With a sense of defeat, the Mystic muttered, "Joanna's been too far gone. I never should've taken her in. Now look at the mess we're in."