Mystic Messenger Guests Novels & Stories

I was flogged a hundred times for making a laughingstock out of the future king. He has all the say in the palace, so I knew better than to cross him. Anyway, that was all the thing of a past now. I just have to wait a few more months and I will finally be able to spread my wings! My life-long dream of becoming the member of the Mystic Muses was about to reach fruition. Mystic Muses was a sect mostly comprised of female descendants of another minor deity, Lilith. They followed her ways and in order to honor her name, they only accepted maiden with the highest honor. In layman's term, only virgins were allowed.

The woman steps up and looks me up and down. “Your Alpha and Luna invited us. “I’m Alpha Mikayla Davis of the Mystic Furs pack, and this is my Beta, Bruno Davis.” I know we were expecting other packs here, but I didn’t know they were coming tonight. I mindlink an Omega, letting them know that we need guest rooms prepared. I cut the mindlink, ready to mindlink Aston, but his voice sounds behind me before I can contact him. “I didn’t know you would be here tonight.”

Suddenly, the sound of a car door opening outside sounded, and Grayson, who had been in the car all day, came out. Chad was shocked. If Grayson had been in the car, how did he shout at Chad just now? "Star Cage!" Grayson shouted without warning, and the entire floor of Patriot Hall lit up. Various mysterious patterns appeared on the ground, surprising everyone. The old lady outside exclaimed in horror, "Damn it! There's even a Mystic Gales master! Run!" "Hmph! The entire Temple Road is a Mystic Gales grand formation. You think you can escape?" Grayson said confidently. The bright light on the ground enveloped them, rendering them unable to move.

Mark glanced down at his, and his eyes widened as he recognised many of the names on it. There was to be acoustic musical performances from Sting, Pink and Neil Finn, and the guest list was a mixture of models, actors and actresses and directors, some of which Mark recognised as former dates of Benjamin Moore. He just sat there with his mouth open. "Oh my God," Maddy murmured. "This is like a who's who on the red carpet." "These people can't all be coming here tomorrow," Myra said. "This is nuts." "They were all personal friends of Mister Moore," Garius assured her. "They'll be nice and friendly to you, don't worry."

“What the hell was that?” I couldn’t answer. My throat was too tight, my chest too heavy. Because I understood. That hadn’t been a rescue. That had been a message. Theo had crossed into Damien’s territory. And Damien did not share. ----- End of Chapter Seven ✨

If she had told me the reason we came here, I believe I wouldn't have asked again. "It's the Mystic Delights. You wouldn't want to miss it for anything in the world, and it only happens quarterly," she said. "What is that?" I asked her, confused. "That's all the more reason you shouldn't miss it. Come on," she grasped my hand, pulling me inside. The cafeteria was near the residential hall, not on the school grounds. I wondered why it wasn't placed within the school premises. Even though the walk from the residential hall to the school grounds took no more than ten minutes, it still struck me as weird.

Doris was clearly sidestepping my question, yet the onlookers seemed to interpret her behavior as an admission of my alleged degradation. Jennifer's voice rose above the murmurs, her arms waving with fervor. "Guys, if we turn a blind eye today, who will stand for us when our time comes? Today, we are the judges of the mistress! For this shameless mistress who wreaks havoc on others' family, we owe it to ourselves to mete out justice!" Encouraged by Jennifer's impassioned words, the students jumped onto their desks, their chant of "Expel the mistress and make it right" echoing through the hall.

" The car stopped downstairs at my apartment building. I thanked him and got out, only realizing after a few steps that I had not even asked his name. The next morning, I went out to buy groceries and saw the same black car parked downstairs. He got out, carrying a bag of fruit. Smiling at me, he said, "My name is Andre Leclerc. I forgot to introduce myself yesterday. I have a project here and will be staying for a while. I saw you living alone yesterday and thought you might need some help, so I took the liberty of coming over." He paused for a bit before adding, "I don't have any other intentions. It's just that you're pregnant. You can call me if you need anything."

They chat as the limo glides smoothly out of the marina and into the city. Their first stop is The Mystic Manor, Raven's beloved inn. As they approach, they can see the damage the storm has wrought. Shingles are missing, there is a massive tree on the roof of the south side of the inn where the guest rooms are, and the sign creaks, one chain broked as it swings lopsided in the gentle breeze, they unlock the double doors. inside everything seems to be ok. Kie's face sets in a determined expression. "We'll get her back in shape, boys. She's been through worse."

"Member or invited by someone?" "Member. Why do you care?" He shrugged. "That's odd. Who's your connection?" "Quinn Anika Stone." He nodded. "I see. First time here?" I nodded. I didn't wanna spoil him about me so I lied. This was my second time. "Lucky you bumped into me. I can make your first visit the happiest." He playfully smiled. "Welcome to Ecstasy Land. Ezra Masterson." "You said your name twice." "Just in case you wanna know my last name."