Mystic Messenger Banned Novels & Stories

I had a sinking feeling I knew who it was against too, because no ordinary group could cause this much damage. "Come on. Let's try our comms and see if we can report back." Sebastion muttered, walking back towards the horses. Being this far out, I would doubt it worked. Our comms where one of the very few sources of magic that worked. Magic had been dead for a long time. They had been banned by Drakos's great great great grand father Malfathicus. So our possession of these items was highly forbidden and was grounds for death. That was why we only shared comms between Sebastion, myself, and the Master.

Like magic all the emails that she had to go through instantly vanished. Trisha let out a sigh of relief. "That gave me the creeps. I don't know why people would message me about that. Can you do me one more favor?" She asked him. "Can you press block sender. They won't be able to send any more messages that way." "On it," Kanda replied. BIG MISTAKE flashed across Trisha's monitor in a sequence of dazzling colors and then her game turned completely black before shutting itself down. "They really want out of their way to scare me," Trisha grumbled to herself. She restarted the game and drummed her fingers as she waited for the loading screen to pass and for it to take her to the character sel

I can’t ever show my face to the outside world again. I cried so much when I logged into I*******m to find horrible pictures mocking me. The voice note that had been circulating mysteriously disappeared the same night, and I think Reed did something about it, but the harassing messages don't seem like they will be stopping soon, despite it being no more.

Didn't want to open it but the notification got annoying and I wanted to snooze it only to tap on the messages from unknown. "What tye fu@k?" ... TBC

Two weeks back, I found myself knee-deep in a mission to dismantle the nefarious web spun by those purveyors of fabricated scandals. My solitary endeavor was almost in full swing when, out of the blue, an unexpected message dropped into my digital realm. The sender bore the mysterious alias "Zero-One," which was as intriguing as a riddle whispered in the wind. "Who you are, I know," Zero-One's message began, each word dripping with enigma, concealing his true self beneath layers of anonymity. "Stop what you're doing."

Damien Where did you go last night." Lauren shouted. Damien rolled his eyes. "That's none of your business." He hissed. "Oh come one Damien, we had a special night last night. Don't start a fight. Where did you go?" She asked sternly. "Special? You're nothing but a low life whore who is just using me for money. And what we did was not 'special' I just did it cause I'm a guy and what guy would say no to sex? So as far as I'm concerned you were just a fuck. So if you really want to be a queen why don't you marry my father. He could really use a good fuck." Lauren's heart dropped. "W-what?" She asked shockingly. Damien smirked. "Now please get out of my room." He said calmly. Lauren's eyes wate

"I wish I had better news." Ryan's shoulders tensed. "The number that sent those messages is heavily encrypted," Daniel explained. "Whoever is behind this knows exactly how to cover their tracks. Every route I followed led to another dead end." Ryan sighed. "So we're back where we started." "Not exactly." Daniel slid a map of Miami across the desk. "I couldn't identify the sender, but I traced the signal patterns. Every message was transmitted from somewhere within Miami." Ryan studied the map carefully. "So they're close."

I pointed at the front door. "Get out!" "Isla, you'll regret this." She spun around and walked out. Not long after, my company social media app started blowing up—multiple profile icons flashing frantically. I opened it and was met with a wave of abuse. The first message was from Hannah. [Isla, leave yourself some room to turn around. Madison trusted you as a friend—that's why she stayed at your place. Don't go overboard.] Then the guys who were always chatting with Madison chimed in.

"This account is alleged to have violated national laws and regulations. If this allegation is proven true, the matter will be addressed by the authorities. However, if it is proven false, you may submit an application to have your account unsuspended. The review process for such applications takes 24 hours." 24 hours? Did this mean that she wouldn't be able to send and receive any messages within 24 hours? Aria narrowed her eyes. This meant that she and Georgina wouldn't be able to livestream the next day. She returned to her homepage. No matter what she clicked on, nothing budged. She couldn't even change the description of her livestream, much less type anything in her DMs. Whenever she a

Mike nodded and handed over that money to her. Izzy took a deep breath and walked away but as she was about to walk further, Noah instantly spoke out, "Leave your number here. We will call you again if we need your service again in the future" Izzy panicked. She needs to think of a better plan to deny it. She can't possibly give her number to them. Taking a deep breath, she turned around. "Sir, we are not allowed to give our personal numbers to the customer directly, but you can find me anytime if you ask my supervisor for it"