Myth Writing Novels & Stories

And they — my Royals, my monsters, my loves — built beside me. Kai: I write the story because someone has to. The students whisper it now as myth, as if we were gods instead of bleeding creatures who crawled out of the dark. I let them believe it. Sometimes legends save more lives than truth ever could. But between the lines — in the ink stains that smudge the corners, in the pauses between sentences — I write her. The way she laughed once, when there was nothing to laugh about. The way she smiled when she was dying. The way she looked at me and made me believe in light again.

Mysteria, the magical world of supernatural’s, a realm with the tallest mountains, luscious forests, and precipitous waterfalls. From werewolves and witches to orcs, this enchanted land is the birthplace of imagination. The mystical beings were all made by many different Deities, including those of Selene, Cerridwen, Ogrun, and Valkrim. They fashioned new life forms in their own image to coexist in the realm of Mysteria.