Mystreet Characters Novels & Stories

I heard him introduce himself to Grayham. “I’m Miles, Glinda’s cousin. Nice to meet you,” Grayham said. The group turned around and started marching toward the field with Theodore leading the way. Grayham and I were following closely behind and did I forget to mention Daniel? He was right beside Grayham. “Tell me, how do you find this place?” He said with his hands stationed behind him. “I learnt you came from the old street. I’m sure it’s not different from our community,” “Yeah. Just that it’s a bit cooler here,” Grayham replied.

if they are pack wolves they could report us to their Alpha and if they're rogues who knows what they'd so to us )) <> I can't help but roll my eyes at her audacity and vainess as if being a mystic is the same as being unbeatable. I stop at the check in desk and the gentleman greets me kindly and professionally. --> Good Morning Ms. welcome Emerald Views how may I be of assistance to you this afternoon?

“Mare Cartel, down at the ward over there.” “Mare Cartel is your mom!” He gasped. With a hand over his mouth. “The one time billionaires. You’re Maeve Cartel the daughter. Oh my! What a coincidence.” “Do you know my family?” “Most people in this town does. He basically runs this town then. Because of his money. He was..” “That’s enough. She doesn’t wanna know.” “Sorry about that.” “You should know the things you should say and the ones you shouldn’t.”

“I’m going as fast as I can without getting pulled over.” “What do you think he wants? What could he possibly ask for that’s worth all this?” “I don’t know. But whatever it is, I’ll give it to him. Money, my business, my life. Anything.” “What if it’s not about what you’ll give? What if it’s about what he’ll take?” The thought made my blood run cold. We pulled onto Maple Street forty-five minutes later, the landscape changing from residential to industrial wasteland. Abandoned buildings lined both sides of the street, their windows broken, walls covered in graffiti, weeds growing through cracked pavement.

It was now down the hill, turned upside down. Life was so unpredicted, unexpected, and completely twisted in a way that could not be solved. Taking out her new phone from her pocket, she dialed a number and pressed it to her ears, after a few rings, the person picked up the call. "Hello, who is this?" The person spoke from the other side. Mystique licked her dry lips. "Can you send me the address of Dr. Theo?" She requested without bothering to introduce herself. "Misty?" The person called stunned from the other side.

Tyr walked toward the giant window beside the bed and pulled the curtains open as he was on the phone with Kace. At this moment the sky was misty, there was a drizzle and the street lights seemed like they were shimmering. At this moment, the road would usually be occupied by cleaners and market shop owners setting up their shops. There would rarely be anyone else who appeared at this time. However, right now, the scene that Tyr witnessed made him shudder. People… A sea of people. The streets were filled with people, there were easily over a thousand people. If these people were Strego City’s underground mafias, Kace still had control over them in Strego City. Be it the underground mafias or

No one would really know that I was holding a gun anyway, and that was the aim of it; appear unarmed, but ready to put any motherfucker in their place. However, I noticed that the street was pretty scanty today. “Where is everyone?” I asked myself as I looked around. If Saint was right about Drane, which I doubted, it shouldn't be hard or long for me to see him. I was almost getting frustrated when I saw Rainbow walking out of a shack. He was an old man with only a few teeth left who had lived in the street all his life. He was always available, and he knew everyone in and everything about the street.

They both smiled and thanked Watson deeply, and then they both walked with Watson back to Mars Street. "This road is a detour, if at the train station now, the two of you going to the East would have already arrived, if you took this route, it would take longer." ,Watson laughed to break the silence. "We're not residents here so we don't know how we're going to go, it's really annoying Layer police. My name is Michael Lee, and this boy Aubrey Gray.” , said the other man. "Mr. Layer with such a bright face, he will definitely do great things in the future, his parents will definitely be proud."

Her spirit made me laugh. “ She is a nice person,” Mia said in my head. I looked at the stalls as we entered the market. The street looked historical and so did the stalls but with a modern touch. I loved the atmosphere. The people were buying their necessities while chatting happily with each other. “ Wow,” I breathed out. The street looked lively but it was short lived when they sensed our presence. Everything and everyone went silent as we walked past them. What is happening? They were so happy a moment ago then why? I asked myself when my eyes fell on the back of Mikael. He was walking in front of us with a hard and cold expression.

Gerbert stormed out of the room, hissing in command. (I want to see you with your brothers when we see off Trista.) Onyx's fingers laced into his hair and yanked on them harshly as a thunderous and mournful scream penetrated his chest. 4 weeks later: The street, grey and cracked with age, winds its way up the hill like a carelessly discarded belt. The houses are separated by yards wide enough to accommodate farm animals on either side, but this is not a rural neighbourhood. The houses are many times larger than even the largest of families require, but each is generally occupied by parents with one child. To each dwelling, there are more sports cars than people and kitchens that cost more th