Terrisman Mistborn Novels & Stories

I reply, standing up and extending my hand, "I'm Grayson's Beta. The names Tyson." "Margaret." She replies, reaching out and taking my hand in hers. Sparks rush through my body instantly... could she? No, she couldn't. My wolf would have said something... wouldn't he? She quickly took her hand from mine, staring at it like it did something wrong before wiping it with her dress and clasping it firmly with her other hand in her lap. I wanted to ask her about the sparks, but instinct told me not to. If I brought it up, I'd most likely scare her off.

Bummer he wasn't in the right mind. “Idiots.” Damion hissed darting out into the night. No doubt already hunting down an innocent creature out of spite. He was just a bloodthirsty killer. Even I have boundaries I never crossed. Looking down at the girl. Her blonde hair was tangled from the floor yet she still remained cold. Her power probably had something to do with that. For all I know she could always be cold. Eric rubbed his hands together, opening a portal to the dreadful castle. “This will be such fun.” His cheery voice was still sharp leaving me stung.

Her lips were stinging in pain, and a salty and metallic taste filled her mouth. Kisa hit him angrily a few times, and the man stopped. He let her go after that. However, his face was extremely dark. The coldness in his eyes was so terrifying that no one would dare to provoke him. There was some blood on his lips, which made him look like a bloodthirsty demon.

They are both weirdos. I walked near the gate and pressed the doorbell twice. I waited a minute here outside before a maid wearing it's uniform is coming on my way. “What can I do to you, Miss?” she asked nicely. “Ahm, is Lysias there inside?” “Why are you looking for her? May I know who am I talking with?” “I'm Christmas. She told me that I can come so that I am here,” I replied. “Christmas? Yea, I know you. She told me to assist you if you came,” she said, “Please, come in and I will lead you to her.” She opened the gate and I stepped inside.

However, upon my entrance, she turned to face me, and I was taken aback by the expression of sheer terror that adorned her features. "Finn, oh my god, I was so frightened," she murmured, her voice quaking. "I witnessed...something horrific." A chill of apprehension coursed through me as I settled beside her. "What did you see?" I inquired, striving to maintain a calm demeanor. Marian inhaled deeply before responding. "I was driving home when I noticed a police car parked on the roadside. Initially, I thought someone might be receiving a ticket, but then...then I saw this...this creature."

The black mist thickened, forming dozens of jagged dark blades that shot toward Homer from every direction, slicing through the air with a hiss. Homer's expression stayed calm. With a wave of his duster, golden light surged forth, weaving through the air like living chains. Each dark blade it touched dissolved into harmless smoke. "Interesting," Sylas muttered with an amused look. Abandoning his earlier move, he formed hand seals, chanting low and fast. With a violent burst, the talisman's black mist coalesced into a massive, sky-darkening spectral claw. Its shadow alone was enough to fissure the ground where it swept past.

The demon’s head rolled on the ground of the fortress before it turned to ashes and siphoned into Thersar’s sword, which now flickered with the word “Bestia” Thersar face was ashen. His eyes were losing their fae citrine spark as he battled to breathe. He was slumped on the floor when he turned to Marleeken, who was nearby and fighting off the demons. Thersar groaned and gasped through the bouts of blood which spouted out and splayed from his mouth as he tried to speak:

She just wanted to run and forget everything about the man she had been living with for three years. As she continued to run, a faint voice calling her was heard from afar. It was Michael's voice! Diana, who heard that, immediately quickened her steps without looking back. 'Now we're over. Goodbye, my love,' Diana thought frantically as her vision blurred. Suddenly, there was a bright light in front of her. But before she knew what it was, everything was already too late. BRAK!!! "NO!!!"

“One touch…one whisper…one kiss, for you know who I am.” “What is going on here?” “Kismet…rings of truth; you are the only one who can give this silhouette of mine a name, face. Open your heart than your mind will open. For now you still created darkness where you find yourself within the grip of treacherous longings. You smiled finding yourself in a situation of seduction and fantasies. You had forgotten about the obsession and deception. Only you can color the picture right, Sammy.”

Everett replied, "no, but we will jump." Everett jumped from the castle tower. She screamed in shock and hugged Everett's body. Everett jumped on every tree and stopped at one of the taller trees. Everett said, "it's alright, you can open your eyes now." She opened her eyes and was fascinated by the beauty of the realm of black mist. There is a colourful light that looks like a galaxy. She thought frightening darkness only surrounded the realm of Black Mist. But that darkness also looks beautiful. "Should we continue our journey? Don't close your eyes," Everett said.