Mystic Messenger Jaehee Novels & Stories

With Miguel's return to the room, the two could come across two guys standing at his door, one with brown hair in a well-aligned haircut, a shaved beard and standing with his hands in his pockets while the other was talking super excitedly, gesturing a lot. This one had dark blond hair combed back. As Miguel approached the duo, he put his hand on Catherine's shoulder, making her look at him a little scared at first. His hand was warm, and he had to take a step to his side, which made her smell his wonderful scent. It was Miguel's perfume, with a woody odor that matched perfectly with his lumberjack style. The trance in her mind was broken when she heard him introduce her.

“It all happened so fast. It felt like it was all in my head until it attacked me by beating me up and then tearing my stomach open.” “What was it?” Maddox asked. “He called himself Malek, the king of darkness,” the girl explained, her voice getting weaker with each passing minute. It was like the ambulance was on the other side of the world, where was it? “He said that the only reason he didn’t kill me right away was because he wanted me to be his messenger.”

Over the next two weeks, Zuko helped me as more memories surfaced. Though one memory was especially hard to cope with. When I had been mated to Daniel, we had adopted an orphaned tiger cub named Alexisia Esmerelda Myrai. When Daniel and I had split, he had kidnapped her and kept her in Heaven. I hadn't seen her in 17 years. Did she even remember me? Did she know I was her mom? What was Daniel doing to her? All these questions buzzed around in my head. And I couldn't shake the feeling that something had gone terribly wrong. What was bothering me so much? The feeling kept growing and growing. I only paced as my intuition nagged away at my sanity.

I shouted, hoping someone would hear. “And you are?” a woman’s authoritative voice called down from above. “I’m—” I hesitated, my thoughts racing. “Yes! I didn’t quite get that! You’ll have to speak up!” “I’m Jade . . . Jade Ishola!” I finally said, thinking, 'What’s the point of lying now?' “Welcome to the Family, Jade,” the woman said. Seven columns of bamboos raised, creating a passage through the wall. “He was meant to leave you alone in the forest. We can’t afford to have anyone weak among us again.”

Next, he cast a sideways glance at Asher, asking, "Why don't you pressure me again?" "Elder Dakota!" When he saw the unique pattern on the messenger, Asher's heart beat wildly, taking a step back as he felt his scalp tingle. If it were an ordinary messenger, Asher would just let it be. However, its pattern proved that this messenger could only be used and owned by the Heavenly Stars Sect elders. Not only that, but it was also a messenger belonging to Dakota, who was famous for protecting others.

“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

The rest of us had never had any complaints about Mingyu being our leader whatsoever. Our eldest member, YoonJae, was one of our main vocalists. His given name was Yoon Jaehyeon but he found YoonJae way cooler for a stage name and went with that. He was 20 years old at the time of debut and had always been one of the most certain members of S.T.A.Y pre-debut. While I myself almost got cut twice, Jaehyeon had always held fast to his position. With how careful he was about fan-service and how good a producer he was, it really was no surprise. He was also a small-time model and had already played minor roles in two very popular movies. He was, for obvious reasons, the highest net-worth member o

“You’re… Not a dream, right?” Jai laughed. “No… I am not. I am wounded but I am healed. It’s really me, Darrion.” “Alright. Just one more thing to make me believe you. Who’s Madam Rue’s daughter and what kind of plant grows in her yard?” Darrion asked. Jai frowned with a small smile, amused by the question. “Alyssa. And it was Sour Pearlet, and it wasn’t a yard, it was a small garden in her mansion.”

she chuckled. "To answer your questions.. hmm I am Jazz Aseo, President of Campus Executives of Mysterical High. You can share your courtesy sometime later. Second, it's one of my temporary powers as an officer. Uhh.. and what was the last one?" she thought while tapping her chin using her forefinger.

This is an Alpha I'm being sassy with. "Tss… you are the absolute worst!" He says as he takes a seat by my side and takes the water dispenser from my hand. "Let me do it. I'm here to serve you breakfast" I sit back and watch in silence as he makes me a cup of tea with a foolish smile plastered on my face Who would've thought this day will come when my mate will serve me breakfast? The moon goddess is indeed mysterious in her ways. "Here you go, miss" He hands over the cup to me.