Mystic Messenger Unknown Messages

On the day I won the national esports championship, my girlfriend of eight years told me she wanted to go on stage and personally present me with flowers. Standing on the podium, my heart was racing. I reached into my pocket to pull out the ring I'd hidden there, ready to propose to her in front of the entire nation. But what happened next shocked me. She giggled and, instead of handing me the bouquet, she gave it to her male best friend. Under the bright lights, they became the center of attention. The crowd cheered, and their congratulatory messages flooded the trending topics. Even his fans tagged me in posts, mocking, [I told you not to get in the way of our couple, now look at you.] I simply posted on Twitter, [Respect and blessings. Please be locked together forever.]

As I fought a stray dog for a loaf of moldy bread, distinguished guests arrived at the orphanage. They'd come to find the long-lost heir of a wealthy family. After confirming their choice, they donated $100 million to the orphanage and handed out chocolates to every child. My mouth watered as I reached for a box, but glowing messages flashed before my eyes. [Lawrence, show your locket! They're here to bring you home!] [Don't let that impostor steal your birthright. It's yours!] They revealed the truth: the elegant couple were my biological parents, and the poised girl beside them was my fiancée. Yet I clutched my chocolate and ran, aware of their true purpose: they'd come here just for the fake heir. Even if I revealed my locket, they'd not pay me any attention.

Rose texted the wrong number after her boyfriend dumped her. She wanted to text her best friend but got the last digit wrong so she ended up revealing her deepest secret to an unknown person. The said unknown person was able to bring back joy and laughter back to her life even without her knowing his name. This story is about Rose and her love life

After their first ever encounter in a coffee shop, Gara Andrade and Cloud Mendes despise each other already. Gara's boredom unexpectedly leads her to Cloud again through a nonsense prank message after a few weeks. She sends it to the people who are named "Cloud" through Messenger since she really likes clouds. The content is about her being pregnant and Cloud is obliged to be responsible for it. Their profile pictures on Facebook that time are not their faces that is why they fail to recognize each other. Terrified after receiving the message, Cloud starts thinking if she is the woman that his friends are talking about that might get pregnant because something has happened between them in a hotel the time he is very drank one night. He tends to forget what is happening to him when he is very drank that is why he is terrified about the message. He does not know that his friends are just making stories to make fun of him. He responds to the message until the deal is sealed. Yes, he will be marrying her after someone introduced himself as Gara's father and threatened him After one of his best friends lies to him, the prank goes wrong. Gara is determined to make fun of Cloud at first. But when the things get blurry, will she be able to handle the situations most especially if her prank message gets real when it is too late?

To save her family's company from going bankrupt, Diana Davis returned to the country and signed a deal for a marriage alliance with an unknown person who could save them from the clutches of another powerful company. What happens when that unknown person turns out to be the ex boyfriend she hated so much? One she constantly dreamt about killing. Was this a chance to have her ultimate revenge or a chance to fall in love all over again?

A car accident leaves me unconscious for a full three years. When I wake up, my family bursts into tears of joy. They care for me with the utmost attention. But from their behavior, I sense something is wrong. There are women's clothes in the house that don't fit me. My mother's shopping cart is filled with mysterious baby items. My father's friends send congratulatory messages about a new child, and my husband is always working overtime. When my husband once again leaves me alone under the pretext that there is something urgent at the company, I secretly follow him. Inside a warmly decorated house, my parents and husband sit around a table. A woman who looks almost exactly like me is holding a baby just a few months old, gently coaxing the child to call my husband "Daddy".

While my boyfriend, Caleb Lawson, is in the shower, I grab his phone on a whim and drop a message in the group chat he's in with his friends. "Guess who I'm with tonight." I expect them to say my name, but their reply blindsides me. "That freshman who used to chase you when you were a sophomore? She's obsessed with you. She's definitely easier than your girlfriend. Want us to swing by tonight?" My gut tells me he's hiding more than an affair. Just as I start scrolling through his messages with the freshman, a notification from her pops up. "Caleb, I agree to the threesome. I'll do anything you want." Seconds later, another message appears in the group chat. "Just be careful this time. We don't need another body on our hands."

After I turn five years of age and have my very own phone, I start receiving strange messages every single day. For some reason, the sender keeps referring to me as their mom. At 3:00 am, they send me another message. "Mom, I saw you in my dreams again. The rain is seeping into the attic. My stepmom told me to use a rag to soak up all the water, but the rag is too small. Even though I tried to wipe it up all night, it still wouldn't dry. Mom, I'm so cold and hungry. I miss you so much…" I tilt my head, looking at the rain pouring outside the window. I then earnestly reply, "Don't be scared, sweetheart. Where are you right now? I will bring you something yummy!"

When Rowan Blackwell buys a weather-worn cottage on the fog-drenched coast of Mystic, Connecticut, she only wants peace—a place to begin again after inheriting her parents’ and grandmother’s fortune. But the night she turns the key, something ancient awakens. The wind hums with forgotten spells. The sea whispers her name. And her loyal Australian Shepherd, Windy, begins to speak with the voice of Rowan’s grandmother’s soul. Drawn by moonlight and fate, Rowan discovers that her bloodline is bound to the Lunar Court—an immortal order of witches cursed by betrayal and ruled by secrets older than the tide. Among them stands Lucien, a mysterious prince whose power and loneliness mirror her own. His arrival ignites a connection that feels both forbidden and inevitable. As the veil between worlds thins, shadows rise, and love becomes the most dangerous magic of all. To survive, Rowan must face the curse her ancestors left behind and embrace the darkness blooming inside her heart. Salt and Starlight is a spellbinding tale of witches, moonlight, and destiny—where every heartbeat is a spell, every secret a test, and every kiss could change the world.

It all began with a single post about canceling a food delivery order. Overnight, I became the internet's punching bag. Thousands of vicious messages flooded my inbox, filled with photoshopped memorials urging me to die. They doxxed my family, plastered my personal details across shady websites, and used AI to create obscene images of me, spreading them in vile chat groups. They spread lies about my income, claiming it came from illicit sources, and accused me of carrying diseases. I didn't call the police or block the messages. Instead, I read every hateful word before singling out the 100 worst offenders. Every day, I sent each one a luxurious meal: Boston lobster, Australian wagyu, the works. Each delivery came with a simple note: [Thank you for your hard work.]