Mystic Messenger Jaehee Novels & Stories

“I may be lost in sight of Jake but I’m not blind, yes, Jake comes around too say hi but your assumptions are wrong." “Jake doesn’t see me Bridget,” she turned to Bridget, “you know me, and you know I’m never wrong about things like this.” Amanda stared at confused Bridget for a while then turned to open her locker. Just immediately, a piece of paper fell out of her locker. Bridget bent over to pick it up. “What do we have here?” She asked. “I guess it’s a letter from a secret admirer.” Elena said coming over to Bridget side.

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.

“Alright, then…” She walked backward a meter away from me. Thinking I’d finally come to convince her, I was relieved. But not until I saw her hand holding the whip was raised. Swallowing hard, I kept my head bowed down as I knew the moment Maya decided to let her arms down, the lash would hit my face in an instant. My body trembled as I shut my eyes, praying to the Moon Goddess for a savior. Just for this once, Moon Goddess, I needed to be saved.

However, they were completely unrecognizable when they were linked together. This was a different system. People who had not practiced curses specifically could not understand the profound doctrine. “Why don’t you let me take a look?!” The Mystic Maiden of the Nine Heavens inside Alex’s mind palace sent a telepathic message to him. Alex was delighted. “Can you understand it?” The Mystic Maiden said, “I used to read many miscellaneous books and learn multifarious stuff. I occasionally learned about curses. I may be able to understand it.” There was nothing special about this book.

She curtsies and bows low before rising and saying, “Thank you. I am Mystia, the high elder of the Spirit of the Crescent Moon coven. I have been waiting for what seems like many lifetimes for someone with enough determination, enough power and enough love for my granddaughter to access the tree of connections and then follow her connection and break that lock. I tried everything, but no matter what I did was never enough.” “It’s nice to meet you, Mystia. My name is Yasmine, and this is Zachariah…”

She was supposed to give him frequent calls about Haley's daily activities. But then, she went mute. He couldn't reach her, and all he knew was that Haley had gone back to the Woods Mansion. “The Madam rejected your gift.” Joye broke the most devastating news. “From the looks of it, she hasn't forgiven you yet.” Liam ran a hand through his hair, sighing helplessly. Haley rejected his gift. He'd seen it coming, yet he was a bit hopeful that she'd accept it. After all, every woman would die to get customized jewelry from the mysterious designer ‘Crystal.’

“Jai is the second son of Alpha Leander and Luna Sara, making him my second cousin. Jai is a homebody and also a master horseman. He’s kind yet strong and dominant when he needs to be due to his Beta status. “Jai has been waiting for his mate since he was a child. It’s all he ever went on about when he was little,” Adam chuckles. “Of course, he’s a hybrid like the rest of us, but he’s also part banshee-like his mother, actually making him a tribrid.” I swallow hard. I didn’t know banshees were real! I always thought they were just something I read about in fairytales. But then I should have known better; humans read about our world in books yet don’t believe it. Typical.

Amir said proudly. Amir wasn’t oblivious to the tension between him and Asher. From the way Asher looked at him, Amir could tell that he had feelings for Sofia. He was used to others being attracted to his girlfriend, but this time, Amir felt irritated by Asher. He couldn’t help but feel small in comparison. Unlike Asher, he wasn’t wealthy. He was a simple mechanic from the Sapang Bato Compound in Angeles. His current outfit, one he’d worn repeatedly for special occasions, was far from luxurious.

"I am the one who runs this part of town. Mendoza crossed the line so now he is dead. If you double-cross me you will die too. Do we have an understanding?" I pressed send and there was an immediate response. ”I understand, you had to do what you had to. May I know the name of the man I am dealing with now." I typed my reply. ”Jensen, Jensen Daniels. I will be in contact." I put the phone away and sat at my desk and sipped on my drink. I took a deep breath and laid my head back, what a day.