Mythic The Nine Novels & Stories

Her fingers hovered over the cover before she finally opened it. The name at the top of the page wasn’t Delilah. It wasn’t anyone she recognized. But Alec’s voice was a low whisper behind her. “She’s part of the Nine.” Zara’s head snapped up. “The Nine? That’s a myth.” “No,” Alec said, leaning close. “It’s not. It’s real. And Juliette’s just the first pawn. The rest of them? They want something far more dangerous than your father.” “What?” “You.”

⸻ Behind them… Leonardo, Damien, Matteo, Lorenzo, Adrian, Cassian, Aurelius, Lucian, Mira, and even the Raven stepped onto the balcony. Nine people. One family. One purpose. The morning sun rose behind them. Cassian quietly looked at the horizon. “The road to the Ninth Sanctuary is longer than any journey we’ve ever taken.” Damien smiled. “Good.” Leonardo nodded. “We’ve spent our lives running.” Alessio looked at his brothers. “This time…” “…we travel together.” ⸻ Far away… Inside the hidden Himalayan temple… The hooded stranger stood before the empty pedestal. Slowly…

Ninety-nine canceled weddings were enough. This time, I wasn’t waiting anymore. I was going somewhere that truly belonged to me, where I could finally live my own life.

The old woman's words hung in the air long after she said them. "The Bride of the Ninth Life has returned." Nobody moved. Not Kai, Not Draven, Not even the servant. The whole courtyard had turned to stone around me, and I stood in the middle of it, shaking, with no idea why a stranger kneeling on cold marble made me feel like the ground had opened under my feet. Ninth life?? What did that even mean? I looked at Kai. His jaw was tight enough to crack. I looked at Draven. For the first time since I'd met him, he wasn't smiling.

“Do you believe in legends?” “I rarely learn about them.” - Devlin answered frankly because his work is always very busy and the realities in life are enough to give him a headache. “Ohh… so maybe you'll be interested in them after hearing my story.” The pastor recounts that 500 years ago there was a nine-tailed fox, which had a strong desire to become human. Day after day, they worked hard to cultivate and do good deeds, the angels were touched by this, and they gave the challenge to give the fox a chance to become a human.

Mystica says under her breath, and I immediately stop crying enough to look up at her. “Wh-why is that?” I manage to get out between hiccups. “Well, because… in Maatua, they have a way to fix all of this.” She makes the statement as if it’s a well-known fact. I hear the skepticism in his voice as Maddox asks, “What fix is that?” Mystica looks him in the eyes and says simply, “The fountain.”

A stupid fucking stupor. Unable to take his eyes off her pretty face, Kade touched his hands to her waist and felt the natural curves of her body. Nine's chest rose and fell with quick sips of air as he pushed through the chiffon and cupped her backside. Her lips parted with a gasp. The sound seized his hands, and he gripped her tight and rocked her against him. She splayed her hands against his chest, and deep in her throat, she made a sexy noise. The sound penetrated the fabric of Kade's suit, seeped through his skin, and ignited his blood. He knew better than to play with something as deadly as the Unfortunate straddling him. Nine was dangerous. A Trojan horse. A weapon of mass destructio

Like a freight train full of energy and power he blasted a punch into the chest of the last of the 6th Stage Earth Realm Crystal Monkeys; a monkey Mane had given the name Number 9. Number 9 hurriedly crossed his arms before him, memories of being beaten miserably only the day before resurfacing and causing him to subconsciously take a small step back. Mane smiled slightly seeing this. For Number 9 had unwittingly stepped into a small hole Mane had just fashioned. *Roar?*

A bright full moon emerged on a silent night. There was no star in the sky, but the luminous glow of the mystic moon gave it an enchanting beauty. In the depths of a thick forest in a suburb, the air was so quiet that it even felt weird. The wind blew heavily, and someone was screaming horribly. An ugly and ferocious man pressed Kendra Miller on the ground and tried to tear her clothes apart rudely. He scratched Kendra’s body urgently and laughed dissolutely.

"Chase's body refinement is now at the martial dominant level. His technique should be peak martial god. They said that the opportunity we got is a mystical technique called 'Nine Word Mantra'," Yara transmitted everything she knew to Tack. "Nine Word Mantra?" Tack had never heard of it before. Yara had no choice but to explain everything Chase shared with her in detail. "This mystical technique is much more flexible than the Nefarious Deity Technique. Tell me every detail," Tack ordered. He was greatly interested after hearing about it from Yara.