Mystic Messenger Unknown Novels & Stories

Unknown: “The fact you’ve discovered is simplest at the beginning. If you need answers, meet me on the Old Harbor day after today at midnight.” My breath stuck as I stared at the message. Another fact ? Another layer to this already tangled web? Alex stepped closer, glancing at my telecel smartphone. “What is it?” he asked. I hesitated, my thoughts racing. Whatever this became , it wasn’t over yet.

Many thoughts buzzed in my head. I lazily turned on the phone and the notification popped on the screen. “M C M M Z C M M C” The notification read and the sender was anonymous. I creased my eyebrows, wondering what the coded message meant. And who sent it?

My phone buzzed again. Unknown Number: Your silence says more than words ever could. Meet me tonight. Same place as before. Theo hadn’t seen this one. My chest ached with the weight of it. I should delete it. Block him. Tell Theo everything. Instead, I slipped the phone into my pocket, my hands trembling. --- Across campus, Damien leaned lazily against the hood of his car, sunglasses hiding his eyes as students passed. His phone vibrated in his palm, and he smirked at the unread message he’d just sent.

"Not until I know for sure what you are." I just looked at him and whispered something. "What if I don't know who I am?" It wasn't an answer. We were almost to the council hall when a messenger, who was pale and bleeding, stumbled in. First he looked at Lucian, then at me. "Both of you need to hear this." Lucian spoke in a sharp way. "What is it?" The messenger's voice was shaking. "The bad guys..." They didn't come to kill you. Lucian made a face. "Then what?"

╰───────────────────────╯ ╭───────────────────────╮ Unknown: If you want to know the truth about your husband, then come to this address. You will find all of the answers. ╰───────────────────────╯ I stared at the messages long and hard. And for the first time, I replied. ╭───────────────────────╮ You: Who are you? ╰───────────────────────╯ ╭───────────────────────╮ Unknown: You'll know soon. All you need to do is get to this address. Hint: your husband might be there...

Every time we closed the distance, somebody stayed one step ahead. Then another detail caught my attention. I reread the report carefully. Twice. A third time. And suddenly I noticed something strange. The message ordering the transfer wasn't sent from Richard. Or Lydia. Or Victor. It came from an account identified only by a single initial. "M." Nothing else. No name. No identifier. Just one letter. I looked up immediately. "Who's M?" Morris shook his head. "We don't know." The answer unsettled me more than I expected.

I scroll over the received messages and I see an unknown number and I tap on it before I can help it. Hide for as long as you want, just be ready when I come calling gatita. Sent 12:03 pm 18th January I swallow hard before dropping my phone down. Fuck me!

He raised his hand and the weapon flew back into his grasp and he ran after them. Not having any other choice, the kids got in the stranger's car and he drove away fast enough to avoid being caught by the assassin. "Are you guys okay?" The stranger asked. "Yeah, thanks for helping us," Joe said, out of breath. "Who are you and who was that person that was chasing us?" Lydia asked from behind. "My name's Micah Jameson and that person that was chasing you was a Ginx," Michael said. "A what?" Kurt asked. "A Ginx. A magical warrior from Troleyadia, sent here to find the twin seeds of Eyah and by the looks of it, kill them," Micah said.

Aila Coraline "I know a place you can go, just in case Alpha Samuel kicks you out," Anastasia reassured me. I had returned home after the mess I caused in Alpha Samuel’s office. I let my emotions get the best of me and said things I shouldn’t have. My mother understood, but she wasn’t pleased with how careless I had been with my words. "Do you think Alpha Samuel will really kick me out?" I asked, the thought suddenly weighing on me. "We never know. You know he can't be tested. He's kicked out plenty of pack members before—what makes you any different?"