Mystic Town Novels & Stories

Said Anna. "Oh come on it was an accident I had no control over it." She said annoyed. Its 7 pm, Mournstead town had been under the shadow of darkness. Mournstead was in itself a mystery. The folklore tales and mystic in Mournstead were infamous in other towns. Mournstead had been populated for more than 8 centuries, whereas it had a lot of living secrets or sometimes dead secrets, or could be called sleeping secrets.

the drummer said. “Now, we relax!” the harpist said. Her face was full of emotions. “Why did you say anything before the performance?” Aster asked. “I was sure that it would be spectacular.” “You weren't wrong.” “Do you know anything about this city?” “I was born nearby.” “So, you do?” “Yes. What will you like to see?” “Everything interesting.” “It takes long.” “Don't worry, I have a map.” “The first thing on the list is the church of Alsteria.”

Chapter 32 COLIN POINT OF VIEW it's been two hundred and twenty years now after the fall of the Adams and damn the world has changed . the rapid growth of the world was already in motion , the automobile and industrial revolution has already been into motion also . yes after we left chance city in shame after being defeated by the wolves and witches we settled down at mystique valley and here we are hiding , keeping a low profile and as well blending with the humans who owns this town . I stood at the roof top of my house starring at the rising sun ,this has been my annual activity every morning .

In gratitude, they named the town, M’ri Kassia. Generations passed, pirates from an unidentifiable region visited our town. They wore gems that sparked well with their skin. They had eyes that glare through the spirits of the M’ri. A few of the M’ri decided to make husbands and wives out of them. Each night, their appetite for wine kept expanding so the M’ri made as many wine as they can. They danced with them, sang with them, and shared stories with them each night like a brother putting his younger sister to sleep. They befriended the tribe leader that honed my mother to take his his seat after his reign.

But what they didn’t expect is that their heads was severed from their body the second they come near him with his barred hands, and started eating some misfortune one’s body, some children cried, women begin to panic, holding their children away, while most of the men that are few in numbers, holding whatever weapon their hand reach to kill the crazy guy as soon as possible before he can take with him more causalities. After all they are not some peaceful oppressed people, but ruff mountain villagers and Vikings who’s hands are filled with blood and experienced war with people and nature, fighting both men and beast, however what they are facing now is not some mortal, but another creature

Leslie POV Maidstone, North America, 2000. What the hell is this scent? Swiftly the light went off, then darkness and stillness possessed the room. I dropped the Shakespeare’s Othello book on the stool and shifted the part of my head into the wolf’s head and let out a silent growled. The room was still nothing amiss. Michael was snoring on the bed, and I was glad he was, for I don’t want anybody to know about my identity as a wolf.

INTRODUCTION Ayla is just a simple girl, everyone loves her because of her nice attitude and gorgeous face. Her life is just simple not until she meet the man that will change her life, the man that she will love. She’s even willing to do everything for him, including being his beautiful mistake. PROLOGUE Beautiful scenery and cold air caresses my skin. The different kind of flowers and bird noises gives me comfort. This is the kind of silence I want. I am not the kind of girl who believes in love, for me love is a lust, hormones and being made my by our mind and think that it was love.

We also visited Rogers pack and had a meeting with all the pack members, I introduced myself and explained my visions and thankfully no one doubted or was wary or suspicious of me and they all listened and worked hand in hand to prepare just in case things go South for the pack still, I even sent thirty of my own warriors to aide them and stay there until we give the okay for them to return to our pack, I packed the serum and brought them along with us, January has been a bundle of nerves since yesterday but I’m keeping close to her. I am hoping that no one at the retreat would know that I am a Mystic and create any unnecessary problems for us there or start a whole kidnapping plot because I

He said, “You misunderstood. It’s not that this place is not known to the world, but that the people who know this place are not ordinary people of the secular world. The reason it’s not shown on the map or marked out is due to human doings. To a certain extent, every country has places that they don’t want outsiders to know about. Take this place, for instance. It’s divided into many districts with many bases for secret research, which are confidential and not marked on the map.” Philip nodded and more or less understood Fennel’s meaning. He continued to ask, “Then what exactly is this Mystic City of the Northwest?” Fennel sighed and said, “I don't really know much about this place. I just

Kendra asked weakly. “You forgot me? I am the one who touched you. Who am I now?” The man leaned, whispered to Kendra. Kendra wanted to say something, but she was too weak to utter any words. She suddenly closed her eyes and passed out. Few people would come to the suburb because it was too remote, but no one knew there was a castle hidden in the forest. It looked so spectacular and mysterious.