Mystic Tea Novels & Stories

Myst says as we sit across from each other . “Ok how do we start?” Myst gives me a huge grin “First we must clear our minds , allow our minds to take over and become free , floating” She says as she closes her eyes , i follow her actions . Trying my best to shove everything from my mind , including my moody Lycan . ‘Ye like you can remove me , nice try’ She says as she rolls her eyes at me .

“In honor of your birthday, I present you with a diamond necklace with a sapphire pendant and a bag of Scarlet Robe Tea. This tea is the rarest tea in the kingdom that nurtures our wolves, making us stronger.” Everyone gasped in surprise, and murmurs instantly broke out. Many of the nobles even stepped forward to take a better look at it.

“Well, child, there you have it. There is nothing to fear. You shall thrive in a new place while I shall spend the twilight of my life in solitude and peace.” Relief instantly flooded Monique as she glanced back and forth between Jacqueline and Belinda. It didn’t occur to Raina that it was strange that a shop like this that felt traditional and ancient still operated here in such a modern place. She frowned, wondering instantly why Mia here in the first place. “What did Mia want?” she finally asked, causing the ladies to look over at her. “Do you happen to know what she needed the ingredients for?” Monique sighed. “The ingredients are for old world traditions very much like the moon tea Beli

and then he walks away. I go over to my mini-bar and pull out my special tea. The seer Coraline has been giving me this special tea for about ten years now. It’s made with a bunch of different leaves—she hasn’t told me which ones—and it doesn’t taste very good, but she promised it would help me see things clearer. Sometimes, I think it makes my mind wander. But other times, I think it makes me smarter. I’m convinced that I really do see the kingdom of Green Mountain now for what it really is—a true enemy. I’ve asked Coraline about that, and she always says that my vision is clear now, so that must be true.

“It will be nice to have something useful to do for a change. I would talk to Hades and see if he could free up some funds for benevolence.” The kettle began to whistle, and Tania stood up to turn off the gas and fill two mugs with hot water. She put a basket of assorted tea bags on the table and went to check on her muffins in the oven. I dig through the assorted flavors looking for herbal tea, since I read somewhere that caffeine wasn't good for babies. I found a hibiscus tea bag and unwrapped it, plopping it into the steaming mug, and watching it diffuse and turn the water a deep shade of red.

I was flogged a hundred times for making a laughingstock out of the future king. He has all the say in the palace, so I knew better than to cross him. Anyway, that was all the thing of a past now. I just have to wait a few more months and I will finally be able to spread my wings! My life-long dream of becoming the member of the Mystic Muses was about to reach fruition. Mystic Muses was a sect mostly comprised of female descendants of another minor deity, Lilith. They followed her ways and in order to honor her name, they only accepted maiden with the highest honor. In layman's term, only virgins were allowed.

“Slowly.” I eyed it suspiciously. “Is it poison?” “Only if you don’t,” she replied. “Herbal tea. Ginger, chamomile, something else you don’t need to know about. It’ll help.” I took it, the warmth seeping into my fingers. The smell was calming in a way I resented. I sipped, winced, then sighed despite myself. Maya watched me over the rim of her own mug. “Rough night?” I snorted. “That’s one way to describe it.”

I hadn’t expected it to be easy, my life hadn’t exactly been easy either but taking my mother’s magic just brought things to a whole new level of what the hell. “Kiran, you’ll need to dry at least fifty ounces of mistletoe, crush them to make a tea. The mistletoe needs to cook for two days in a red pot. Never boiling, only simmering. After the two days are up (measure your time carefully, it must be exactly forty-eight hours) pour the liquid through a sift to separate the water and the mistletoe pieces. The clear liquid should be poured into blessed glass containers that seal with a rubber lid. You need to do this on a Thursday.

Rather, he told her to go take a bath. *~* Mystique stared at her reflection in the mirror. After taking a long shower, she put on the clothes that were given to her by Damien. She stared down the shirt that was a little bit above the knee, she couldn't help but feel all giggly inside as the soothing scent of sandalwood reached her nose, she inhaled deeply. She stared at her reflection again, her spiky hair was tied up in a messy bun while her green eyes were hidden behind those glasses.

"Drink up while it's hot! It's organic matcha from Erewhon. I added honey and MCT oil." Victoria held the slightly sweet, green liquid with a perfect smile on her face. "Tomorrow is your last SAT. This will get your brain in peak condition." I stared at the delicate bone china cup. I swallowed hard. But for some reason, alarm bells were ringing in my head. Don't drink it. "I didn't even make any for Mason," Victoria whispered, like it was a precious secret.