Mystic Force Vida Novels & Stories

“I sent him to fetch an important scroll from Lagsu.” “Pretending to be the saintess won't get you anywhere.” “At least, it'll free my people. Sacrificing myself to protect three lives is worth it but if I'm to die, it won't be by your hands, Alaric.” Violet pulled out the knife she kept hidden inside her dress right sleeve and aimed for Alaric's neck but she couldn't reach him. There was some sort of magnetic force around Alaric's body, preventing her from hurting him.

As they walked Semore explained the characteristics of Alamcyte and pointed out the evidence of his knowledge at various points. Alamcyte was the strongest metal in the world and the lightest. It had an extremely high melting point which made it difficult to work with. Despite the difficulty it was used to make swords, shields, gates, arrow heads and jewelry as well as for decoration of the wealthiest people’s homes. The colour varied in the cave. In some areas more blue than green and in others more green than blue. The green areas were where the Alymcyte was shallower while the blue was where it was deeper. It was like glass and the thicker it was the darker in colour it became. The cave w

In a tome from Mystic Sky Sect, it only had one line describing its property: extends lifespan by twenty years. Even if Frank had refined it in a hurry and it was hardly perfect, its effect would still extend a person's lifespan by a decade. Naturally, extending one's lifespan sounded mystical, but the one who ate it would feel it, with their white hairs turning black, and their teeth regrowing, while their wrinkles smoothed out. Frank then placed the pills into a small box, ready to auction one, while saving the rest for Helen, Vicky, and the others. After all, living for another decade would certainly appeal to anyone, which was why Frank believed it would definitely work as an auction ite

wrongness. "There," she whispered. "It's not on the beach. The true Darius—he's not even fighting." The realization hit them simultaneously. While everyone fought the duplicates, the real threat was elsewhere, drawing power from their distraction. Miranda began gathering specific artifacts—a crystal that seemed to pulse with moonlight, a dagger with runes etched along its blade, a small vial of what looked like liquid darkness. "We'll need these," she said. "Weapons that exist between states, just like a Mystic."

“I am certain that we can remain undetected if we travel through these.” Everyone nodded and quickly got into three teams of three. But as they did so, Azrael spoke up. “Hold on,” she said. “Before we split up, lemme give you all a shot of my VitaLife. Nothing crazy, just a little physical and mental boost to keep us at our peak. At least, for the next little while. But don’t overdo it, okay? This isn’t gonna make you invincible or anything.” Then she drew out her MedGun, slid in a fresh biocell ampoule, then buffed up the team one by one by one.

They may have just met each other but their bond was already very strong and their connection was extremely powerful; they just didn’t know it yet. “Joe,” A voice said inside his head, Lydia’s voice. He could hear her, he could feel her pain and he could feel her desperation to live and she could also feel his. It would take years of practice and understanding for the twins to reach the full height of their powers but in this life or death situation, at this moment when they needed something, their mystic bond evolved and they reached a new level of their abilities.

Elena said half yelling. "What now, are you tryna say Sarah is some sort of Banshee or a psychic? Seriously Elena, those shits doesn't exist. They only do in movies and not in Mystic Hollow! " Alex said as Peter nodded enjoying the sweet flavor of the chocolate bar. "Come on guys, y'all gotta believe me. I saw it. Sarah is no ordinary kid. I think... I think she's a mysterious girl. Maybe she might know something about these recent deaths in few weeks, what do you think guys?" Elena asked.

I would be lost without her. We jog the last 10 yards and stop out front of the place I call my personal hell.Ridge Crest High. I get bullied but I was told that it was so I can deal with trials that will come my way. I don’t know if getting called ugly, fat, worthless, or useless is really going to help me in the future or not but I only hope my mate sees me and that he don’t run from me because I’m an omega. He will be the first to see what I really am and feel my real power. He is the key to allow me a 5’7” brunette show what Lala and I have wanted to show everyone for a long time. That we aren’t weak. Just because that woman that gave birth to me wasn’t my dad fated mate don’t mean I can

Eli asked concernedly the moment he saw Damian. Nodding, Damian replied with a smile, "Don't worry about it, Grandpa." Eli sighed. "It truly boggles me as to who wants to take my life. Just who are Mystic Healers, Damian?" Damian's gaze hardened, his voice grim as he answered, "Mystic Healers are considered a branch of traditional medicine. Anyone who's a part of them can harness the forces of nature through sorcery.

Before entering the school, I heard a few things about this mysterious place situated on the mountainous side of Mystic Heights, a city in the heart of London. Mystic Academy, as it was known, was a mixed school primarily for kids with some uniqueness from wealthy homes. The requirements to get in seemed unattainable for mere humans, as I learned. It had a reputation as a school for "freaks," and the general belief was that only freaks would gain admission. That label didn't bother me much, considering I'd been called a freak all my life by my stepmother and her children—even their friends. My stepmother often locked me up in the cellar, praying for God to unpossess me, as she believed I was