Mystique Webtoon Novels & Stories

The author assures you that this is not a typical or cliché type of mermaid story. While El Nido, Palawan exists in the Philippines, all characters and events in this book are products of the author’s imagination and have no relation to any namesake. All incidents in this body of work are entirely fictional and are in no way related to anyone who is known or unknown to the author. Plagiarism is a crime and therefore, punishable by law. Copyright, Nihc Ronoel All Rights Reserved 2020 MYSTERIOUS OBSESSION “Where can your obsession finally lead you?”

Trustworthy and understanding. "Okay, I will be downstairs in few minutes." I said and he took that and left not without patting me on the shoulders and taking a look at his 'ugly' self in my mirror, winking at himself and struck a pose. I snorted and fell back on the bed, reminiscing what the Moon goddess said. She was mistakenly bonded to me? How is that even possible? Time to take a shower I guess. * * * I cast a last look at myself and exhaled before exiting my room. I was dressed in just casual clothes since I was just going to be hanging around the pack.

“They want me to have sex so that they can have a lineage of white wolves.” She could see the rage in his eyes, “Do they want to rape you?” “No, they said they would give me time to fall in love with the one I would be breeding with.” “What the fuck? Are they also white wolves?” “No, they’re Mystics, half white and half black wolves. They’re known as Mystics.” “This is getting more fucked up by the minute.” “According to them, I’m called a Muraco.” “What in the genuine fuck?” “I know, but they said that they would take me by force if push comes to shove.”

Then they started to find the stones, swigs, and woods and swung them on the barrier; what astonished them was whatever they threw, everything went out of the wall they felt. It made them vomit blood in anger. Someone also threw the mobile, and it also went outside the “barrier.” This made all of their faces turn blue; if they all are anime characters, anyone can imagine the smoke going through their ears and heads. Ophelia chuckled slightly when the thought hit her mind. She suddenly thought, ‘Bad Ophelia, you are really got deep into animes’ She knew that she only sees cartoons in the home, which is the only thing she loves to watch.

I think Zoe should be given an award of the Psychic that does not see things completely, and give meaning to it, I mean why won't she just tell me the meaning of this scary looking Art. "I don't know the meaning, but what I do know is that it is in this city," I said, seeing the same landscape I drew a few weeks ago. "It's alright, when you know the meaning to it you can let me know" she said before standing up to leave. I sigh trying not to remember what happened yesterday. Immediately after I collasped I found myself in front of a door I walked through it to a see a huge person surrounded with flames her wings goes up and down as If trying to get away from her chained body.

Jenny’s eyes widened when she realized I was conscious. “Freda, what happened? You scared me,” she breathed. It was the first time she’d ever sounded like she cared. Was she afraid something would happen to her personal maid? My heartbeat thudded unevenly. The sharp pain melted into a strange tingling. I pushed her hand away and lifted mine from my thigh. My breath froze. A bold crimson mark sat on my skin—a tiny dragon curling inside it, its wings shimmering as though alive. A scream ripped out of me. I didn’t even realize it was mine until Nina grabbed my shoulders.

Sophie whispered to herself with a sly smile, the kind that never quite reached her eyes. She didn’t just disappear—she curated an escape. Boarding flights to distant cities, she immersed herself in glittering skylines, exotic cuisines, and scenic backdrops tailor-made for envy-inducing I*******m posts. Paris, Tokyo, Santorini—each destination became a stage for her grand performance of healing and reinvention.

She only stopped when there were no more tears left to shed. "I’m sorry. I probably disturbed your sleep. You have work tomorrow," Cyan said shyly, wiping her face. "Oh, stop it. It’s nothing. I could stay awake for twenty-four hours straight, so don't worry about me. I've got a strong dose of caffeine in me anyway." Cyan let out a weak laugh despite her swollen eyes. "You’re crazy." Mystique smiled, relieved to see a reaction. "I’m just trying to make you laugh. You’re getting ugly from all that crying," she teased, gently dabbing away Cyan's remaining tears.

Wanna know why? "Please do the honors and scare me out of my wits." 'Haha. Sarcasm does become you. I should know. I am you.' "Are you going to tell me or not?" She snapped. The fuck she was having a conversation with herself. 'Oh, shush. I will. Just shut up and listen.' MJ closed her eyes in pain. She had no choice but to go back to her bed. She will drown in aspirin later. 'You have been reading the lycan book. I know you are intrigued. What if I tell you it is all real?'

Each puzzle seemed to reveal a piece of the story, a story I was becoming a part of. The door slid open, and I stepped into a vast chamber. The walls were covered in even more elaborate murals, depicting the origins of the Moon Wolves. I could see images of the first wolves, their spirits bonded with the moon’s power, giving them strength, wisdom, and a deep connection to the night. The murals told of their battles, their triumphs, and their losses. I felt a deep sense of reverence as I walked through the chamber, absorbing the history that was unfolding before me.