Mystic Messenger Character Novels & Stories

Kael didn’t answer. His gaze was fixed on the entrance. Arin’s heart wouldn’t slow. Something was wrong. Not just dangerous. Personal. She didn’t know how she knew that. She just did. The doors opened. And the messenger stepped inside. He looked… ordinary. Too ordinary. Mid-height. Dark cloak. No armor. No visible weapon. But his eyes. Cold. Empty. Like whatever humanity had once lived there had long since been stripped away. He walked forward without hesitation. Without fear.

Murmurs Alfredo. The sound of stomping feet from behind makes him on guard. "Wylie? You take too long!" He yells, but---- "You seem to enjoy teasing them, Mr. Messenger. I like the fact that Lady Berenice made that kind of face. I want to make fun of her right now to give back what she did to me." He looks at his back in shock to see another woman appears on his way. "Sorry for the rude entrance. I am Lady Iris Pierce from the Silverfang Kingdom. It is my pleasure to encounter you, Mr. Messenger." Her voice squeal in the excitement that she cannot contain in her chest.

Her nose was bleeding, she's not supposed to be here. She left the time machine as she began to walk down, not knowing where she was. The whole place looked destroyed. She walked and saw some places on fire as she got confused. "Was there a war here? What is this place? Where am I?" She murmured seeing the place ablaze as she became scared. "You're in Mystic Hollow, December 21st, 2033," a voice said from her back said as she turned back seeing a very familiar face. "Sarah!" She exclaimed as nothing became to make sense at all.

---------------------------------------- Javier “Always had this cryptic feeling that something was off about you. I knew you weren’t me. I didn’t create you either... so who are you?” I connected my eyes to his body as I said those words. His body was greyish, almost compared to a live stone walking already switched back from the illusion he made to look like me. “I’m a messenger from your mum. She sent me here to do my best to make you not suspect here.” he said. “You’re no messenger.” I repeated finding it hard to believe him. “...so, I’ll ask again. Where the fuck is this place?” His clothes, were in the purest form of white with the half of a dark moon carved on his forehead. There were

Michael felt upset and also stood up. “Sir, 270 dollars in total.” Said the waiter. Michael paid the bill and walked away. However, the waiter stopped him and said, “Sir, you leave something here,” Michael looked to the table where the waiter pointed and saw an amulet. He frowned immediately. “It’s her,” Michael murmured. The driver appeared at 6 pm. Lendon didn’t come today, so Kendra felt much relaxed. When they went back to the castle, it was almost dark.

There is no certainty that they will recover without the help of the witch, and we had no idea where she currently resides. “I understand. I think I know why he told you to contact me. I am known as the messenger. It is the equivalent of a historian but for supernatural beings. I can help you throughout this journey that you are currently on. I can answer all of your questions and most importantly, I can train you to manage your abilities. Remember, you cannot trust anyone and everyone, not even Dimitri I am afraid.”

“I must steal Ace away now that your heat is through. He still has one to two more weeks of treatment and then a long, perilous journey for ingredients he will need for his second request of his grandmother and I have work to do. But before I go, that blessing I gave you at birth will help you to stay in contact with any loved ones while you are away from one another, Kaiya.” I look up in confusion and hear both Dylan and Ace laugh. Dee looks even younger than I am, how could she have given me a blessing at my birth? “Mystics are unusual. We are not fae, nor vampire, nor phoenix, yet have traits of all three and abilities beyond others, however, even we have our limits. I need to drink blood

“Tell me. How do you want to die?” The Tai Chi Messenger gritted his teeth and roared, “I’m a messenger sent by Sir Tai Chi. No matter who you are, you don’t have the right to punish me…” Before he could finish his words, James blinked his eyes and activated the Chaos Yin-Yang Eyes. Two rays of black light restrained the Tai Chi Messenger. At the same time, his Soul Energy Ball was taken out. After keeping his soul, James smiled meaningfully. The Tai Chi Messenger came from the Twenty-Seventh Heaven and was one of the five great disciples of Tai Chi. He was in the Fourth Xaeclon Rank. No wonder Tai Chi protected him so much.

If there was portal close, it meant that the power source was great and she badly needed tha Several nights ago, she started the ritual. Dark magic. Illusions kept the secrets better than hiding in person. The cycle was over that night and the messenger would come to tell her some trut As expected, the messenger arrived. He wore the red belt that symbolized the chain of duty he was keeping underground. Under that was a long robe of plain blac "Kristina," the messenger greeted. "How long has it been since you called "I can't remember," Kristina answered. "If you are immortal, you don't mind not counting the days. You'll have an eternity to do that

I nodded. It was the punishment I deserved. Just when I thought it was all over, the old, familiar voice echoed in my head again. 'Regret will not unmake the past, young Alpha.' I turned. The Mystic was there again, a ghost in the shadows of the great hall. "What are you doing here again?" "I've come to tell you a secret," he said, walking toward me, his staff tapping a slow rhythm on the stone floor. "The Farewell Ritual does not always mean death."