Mystic Messenger Glitch Novels & Stories

To end this ridiculous mess. One night, I woke up to Gloria holding me, crying as she begged me over and over not to leave her. "Mason, if I could, I'd die for you." The system suddenly came back online. [Progress reached 100%. Mission complete.] [Mason, please choose.] [Stay and grow old with Gloria.] [Or enter a new world and be reborn.]

"I thought Assistant Lisa had strong anti-disturbance abilities." My heart skipped a beat. I subtly shifted half an inch to the side. "Disturbances at your level, Mr. Knight, are way beyond the exam syllabus." Before I could finish, the Messenger icon of Song Sheng started bouncing frantically in the bottom right corner of the screen. My eyes widened, a bad feeling settling in my stomach. What trouble was this nuisance going to cause at a time like this? Alexander glanced at the screen, a faint smirk playing on his lips."You're quite popular."

Cassius asked. “Collateral leverage,” Elias said. Arden stepped back like he’d been struck. “They were never meant to be hurt,” Elias added casually. “Just pressured.” My phone buzzed again. Unknown: Choose carefully. I finally looked at the message. Then at Elias. “You’re not the ghost,” I said. He didn’t answer. “You’re the messenger.” A faint smile. “And the ghost?” Cassius asked. The compound lights flickered. Once. Twice. Then the screens glitched.

But things finally changed on that stormy night. On the night of my 18th birthday, candlelight flickered in the council's stone tower. "Elena!" Grandfather pushed the door open, several elders following behind him. Their faces were grave, as if they were about to make a major announcement. "Sit down." He pointed to the stone chair. I obediently sat down, waiting for them to speak. "The Moon Goddess' oracle has been delivered." Elder Mary Morse spoke first. "You will become Alpha Damon's mate."

One of my legs was numb; I glanced down to find it encased in a cast boot, resting close to the bed. "But you're alive," Riley reassured, and I turned my gaze to her once more. "I thought you died. I had to rush out of the Mystic Cave to get here as soon as I could," she explained. "Do you even remember all that happened? I think you have a concussion." "I do," I murmured, recalling Williams jumping on me, the unknown powers engulfing me when I thought I was done for, and how I fought back. Every detail was etched in my memory.

Suddenly he trips and fell face first with his mouth open swallowing some of this hot sands, while he coahed few times in a raw to clear his throat and spit some saliva that were mixed with dirt, he lay there in the open, being sandwiched between the sun on top and sands bellow, his heavy breath started to give birth to some squeaking of some old rusty iron door being punched and kicked so that it can be open. While he is struggling breathing while his eyes begins it blurs, a shadow of silhouette was revealed, thinking that his enemies catsh up to him, rather than become scared, he actually felt relief, instead of of waiting his death by slowly being barbequed in this god forsaking place,

The crashing stops for only a second before the familiar pain of the link causes me to lay back down. ‘Cole, are you inside? This is Mason, Mason Locher. Jamie said that links hurt you but you have another way to communicate. I’m completely open to you.’ As soon as his message is completed his link lets go. It seems his friend is quite impatient as the banging against the door resumes. ‘Mason?’ I think his name with great hesitation as I haven’t practiced using the channel much. ‘I’m not certain how this works.’ ‘Neither do I but I do hear you.’

“I think… that is not a person, not a wolf, not from this realm. It emits its presence so we would acknowledge its arrival. Naturally, he or she is not alive.” My jaw dropped. “Is it someone that came from the undead? How could that be?” “I don’t think that is possible but I remember Jacob told me about this ‘messenger’. His description for that messenger fits the one we saw today.” “It’s looking for Quillon, Aiden! We must warn Seth about this.” Aiden shook his head that made my jaw drops more. What? “The messenger’s power is not complete, Jacob is right. It has no full power of tracking down its objectives. Quillon will be fine. For now.” then he sighed, “I’ll order for their immediate ret

The message is still on the screen. Don’t trust Adrian.

Now, there's only silence. Through the screen, the me from eight years ago saw everything. Her face turned instantly pale. Her lips trembled, unable to form words. "No... no..." The Moonwater Mirror went dead black. Numb, I looked down, pulled out my phone, and sent a single text to my brother—the one I hadn't seen in years. "Merry Winter Solstice, Leo. Hope you're doing well." The she-wolf giggled, victorious. Her hand slid boldly down his chiseled abs.