Mystic Messenger Chat Room Times Novels & Stories

Unknown number: He’s not alone. She sat up, heart thrumming. The room glowed with the ghost-light of the screen. A second message arrived. You deserve the truth. Riverstone Hotel. 10 p.m. The same hotel as before. Her pulse went wild. She typed Who is this? No reply.

Then a message from Georgia popped up: [Mona, I chewed out that creep for you. Right after, my phone was flooded with notifications. I nervously opened WhatsApp and saw that Georgia had posted something. [@Mona is my best friend. Some cat-abusing creep doesn't deserve to even mention her name.] The screenshot she attached was from our three years of occasional chats. The most recent comment was from Bruno: [Yeah, she's a great person.] Those simple words made my eyes sting. As I wiped my tears while munching on chicken wings, my roommate froze. "Hey, is it too spicy? I didn't add that much chili powder."

Kurt said with relief after the Ginxes disappeared. "Dad..." Micha yelled and ran over to his father to check on him, "Are you alright?" "I'll be fine. It's just a broken hand. It'll heal," Philip assured him. Kurt ran over to Joe and Lydia and made sure that they were alright as well. He helped them to their feet and they all walked over to Philip and Micah. "What happens now?" Joe asked Philip because he wasn't sure what their next move would be. "That spell will keep the Ginxes away for only forty-eight hours so we have to find the gateway, open it and cross over to Randos," Philip replied.

Thiery mind-linked me, startling me a bit. I looked at the time on my phone screen; it was around 15 minutes after 4 p.m. The same time Thiery had told me days ago, Jasper usually received calls. "Any luck about the contents of the phone call?" I cleared my throat, grasping Astra's hand under the table. "Shopping center, the mall, at exactly 7 p.m. Thiery whispered in the mind-link just as Astra sparked up a conversation with Jasper. "Stop whispering, you fool; we are mind-linking." I teased, earning a chuckle.

Piece by piece, a dark doorway began to form on the floor before me. And then the mechanical voice rang out cheerfully in my ear: 【Congratulations, player Nina. You’ve earned the affection of all residents of “The Happy Home” and successfully summoned the Gate to the Otherworld. 【The Gate will appear tonight at 11 p.m. Surviving players, bring your families and gather on the first floor to open it. 【Anyone who misses the time will be permanently trapped within this instance.】 The live chat went wild—

Hey. The message sent. I ended the night without a response.

I rested my head on Erys' chest and sighed, grief wracking me with hysteria again. "Hm," Len tilted his head as Crystalis stared at him. "What?" "Let's go!" She pulled Len out of the room. Erys got up and walked around the castle with me. We walked silently as I reflected on the markings I had. I felt as though I was just a labyrinth of tattoos. It was something to keep me occupied instead of dwelling on what had just happened. What time was it anyway? I hadn't checked the time all day. I looked at my watch, a bit surprised. "Wow, it's really going on 6 p.m. already? Damn, the day has just gone by."

~Ally/Nyxie~ Ally sat in the middle of a circle of chairs as people slowly came in and sat. After a few moments, the room was filled with people, so much so that there were more people than chairs. "Welcome, everyone. I'm Alexis and I will be your therapist today. I see some new members and graciously welcome you to my group." Ally stood and slowly walked around. "Who would like to demonstrate what we do in this meeting?"

He had feeling that her parents would get along with his, and wasn’t that a f-ked up thought, seeing that he hadn’t spoken to his parents in ten years. “Alright,” he said out loud. They were all cleared for genital-to-genital contact, and wasn’t that just a f-ked up formality, like getting a hall-pass to f-k. Friday morning Vixen messaged him again. “The club, 10pm, password: debauchery. Message me when you are outside. I will meet you in the hall.”

Terrible timing. I need to tell them together. All of us in the same room where we can talk this through. Where they can't walk away before hearing everything. I type a message to both of them in a group text: Can we all meet tonight? My place, 7 PM. There's something important we need to discuss. The response from Ares is immediate: Of course. Everything okay? Marco takes longer: What's this about? I stare at my phone, trying to figure out how to respond.