Sofia The First Mystic Isles Novels & Stories

She was quiet for a moment. Lyra chose this, she said finally. All of it. The seal conditions. The rejection crack. Your bloodline, your pack, this territory, this bond. She chose all of it five thousand years ago and she has been waiting for it to arrive exactly as it has. She looked at me. She is not worried because from where she sits inside you, everything is going exactly as she planned. I thought about that. About a goddess who died five thousand years ago and planned five moves ahead of everyone who came after her.

"If you go to the palace now, you'll be walking into a trap. But if you go to Silverpine, you can build your strength. Gather allies. Prepare." I looked at my mark. It was pulsing again. A soft, silver glow. "I can feel it," I said. "Pulling me east." "That's the bloodline calling you home," Cassian said. "It's been waiting for you." I stood. My legs were unsteady. But I was still standing. "Then that's where we'll go." Cassian nodded. "We leave at dawn." I walked to the window and looked out at the trees. The moon was high. The stars were cold and bright.

When he walked onto the stage and raised his right hand, the petals gathered into his hand, reforming into a sword, which he pointed at Tessa. "You're not Tessa, the foreign minister. Who are you?" Chad was so certain because, in his third eye, Tessa was shrouded in a flame-like radiance. Although Chad had never seen Tessa in person, he knew that even a Mystic could not possess such radiance. Tessa smiled, a very seductive smile. "Oh, my. I didn't expect to be discovered. This is not good. Greetings, everyone. I'm Mixulla, the 80th-generation sun goddess of Saffronesia!"

Earnestine interrupted while Athena sat down. “Thank you.” Athena said. “What did you find?” Janeka said sitting opposite them. “The mystical island.” Athena smirked, she looked evil with that smirk on her face but still, she was gorgeous. “It's a mystical island that dates back to 1920.” “That's more than centuries back.” Janeka informed. “We know that. That's why we have to find the key to get the firestone.” Earnestine said being cocky. “Don't get me wrong but that's traveling to the past.” Janeka informed.

"These beasts have mates, like soulmates. Lovers chosen for them by the Moon Goddess, their deity." I nearly choked on my soup as I laughed bitterly. "I am not his soulmate. That's bullshit. I'd rather die than be tied to those monsters in any way." Sophie smirked, leaning closer. "Or you could find a way to kill him. You'll have plenty of chances to get close." "Don't even think about it," Madam Anna interrupted, her face suddenly serious. "Talking like that is a death wish. Many have tried, and none have succeeded. Your best option is to escape, dear. That's the only way you might survive."

I beamed into his bright green eyes and took a still breath before speaking. “I don’t think I’ve ever been more ready,” I told him, placing my hands on his shoulders and drawing his lips near to mine. Slowly, like the setting sun and the ocean horizon, our lips came together on his island. The soft scent of a tropical island, the waves, and the beach mingled with his cologne and I knew that I would forever be in love with his island kisses.

Tasing said tearfully, tightening her grip on Ana's hand. Ana was taken aback and just looked at the smiling old woman. She took a deep breath and also held Tasing’s hand. “Grandma, I’m not Lady Stella. I’m Ana Mystica,” she said. Tasing didn’t listen to her and continued speaking. “It’s been a long time, but it seems like people have forgotten you. Don Ignacio’s good deeds seem to have been erased from San Alfonso’s history.” Ana froze in her place, feeling the old woman’s grief.

"Why do I keep thinking of her? I was about to shut her out of my mind when I remembered how pretty her smile was. And as I did that, it started to rain out of the blue, and the voices went away. Sofiya was sitting on the back of my wolf when I opened my eyes. She looks like an African queen goddess. Her bottoms were made just right for the back of my wolf. She just smiled at me, but didn't show me her teeth. Her dimples added to the beauty of her smile. She stuck out her hand and told me to come to her.

"I suggest you watch your actions. Don't you forget-you're still just an angel ruling a realm of people who despise your kind." Zukira stared. I don't think she had ever seen Kali before. "Hello, Goddess," she bowed respectfully. "Hello, little green angel. You may call me Kali. And might I suggest you break the forced amnesia on Erys." Erys was just staring at Kali in awe. I know he had never seen her before. I don't think he even knew she existed. "Erys, the first Goddess and creator of all you know now, Kalira."