Mystic Messenger Vanderwood Novels & Stories

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.

" She asked as Sarah smiled. "I know an old soul when I meet one," Sarah said as Elena was not liking how creepy Sarah was getting. Luckily for them, a car was passing by as Elena stood on the road and shouted at the car. "PLEASE HELP! WHOEVER YOU ARE! HELP!" She screamed at the driver who slowed down and stopped. He looks like he was in his mid 30's and after a careful look at him, Elena concluded he was a pervert. "Sir, please you have to help us. We're going to Mystic Hollow. We are stranded, please help us sir" Elena said rushing her words.

He even talked to her yesterday, but choose not to disclose their conversation. “Don’t worry, she is learning faster. I am looking into it.” His assurance was calming my body, but my heart wasn’t stable at all. Finishing my drinks, I walked up to the door. If I stay back for longer; her sleep will get disturbed without me. Abandoning their mugs, they followed me to leave, but Waylen stopped us. A moment later, a vampire messenger came holding a long cylinder of letters. He handed it to Waylen and left, bowing down at me. Kendric had sent it.

The grandmaster flipped through the book, took out a letter from between the pages, and said, “Keep this properly. If you run into any problem in Mystic City, remember to hand this letter to a man named Cody Crane. He’ll help you.” Cody Crane? Philip frowned and took the letter from the grandmaster. There was a seal on the envelope which was still intact. “Grandpa, who’s Cody Crane? Does he have high status with the right to speak in Mystic City?” Philip asked.

he said firmly, turning toward the door with a sense of urgency. But I followed. At the gate, a small group of guards gathered around a mysterious stranger...a rogue messenger, with torn clothes and his hands tied. He smelled of smoke and blood. When he looked up, his eyes met mine...they were wild and feverish, full of intensity. Damon stepped in front of me instantly, his Alpha aura filling the air like thunder. “Who sent you?” The messenger’s voice was hoarse, broken. “I bring a message… from Alpha Zac RedMoon.”

Dimitri Ravenhood had a sultry expression on his face as he looked at me as if I was a finished man. “Who would have thought that the richest and the oldest guardian vampire is now a junior rank college professor” He yawned as he mocked me. I folded my arms and raised an eyebrow “I’m sure you didn’t come here to mock me?” “The high priest called me that you found your mate yesterday when eliminating the prisoner that escaped heavenly realm prison?” he asked touching the academic calendars and photos on the wall. My brows perked up. That old man has spread the news so quick?