The Mist Book Novels & Stories

“You always call me at night. Can’t you just let me work in peace? Will this ever end?” I humbly tried to explain, “It’s true. I’m not lying…” Suddenly, a sweet, flirtatious female voice came through the receiver. “Marky-boo, does this lingerie look good on me?” Hearing Angela Bright’s voice, I froze. Before I could question anything, Mark immediately hung up the phone. My heart sank, and the murderer’s footsteps grew closer. The instinct to survive overcame my fear. I clenched my fists tightly and then threw my phone at him with all my strength, forcing him to take a step back.

I’d found my edge—for now. It was nearly 1845. Time to head back. ______________________________________________________________________ Ares's POV “Are we going to talk about last night?” Jasmine asked. “I... I can’t. Not now,” I said. Coward. “Fine,” she snapped. “I’ll check the restricted section.” I watched her go, feeling like trash. I couldn’t afford distraction. I was Beta. And this—this was bigger than us. I turned back to the stacks. That’s when I saw it: The History of the Moon Goddess.

No more Gerald's name in my story. Hehe, surprise we got in front. Xixi. I give you a clue. If you remember which country David is from, then you will know which country Rara is in now. (The clue in the prequel story) This story from Sweet Series : -Sweet Mistakes (book 3) this is actually book 3 lol. - Sweet Temptation (Book 2) Who is David and how is All Rara's lying before. - Sweet Desire ( Book 1) How Rara and Gerald met for the first time.

She hated feeling weak. I had noticed that quickly. So instead of pushing, I stayed patient. Whenever she slowed down, I slowed with her. Whenever she stopped to catch her breath, I pretended I wanted to admire the scenery. Little things. Small mercies to protect her pride. By the time the sun finally began disappearing behind the mountains, we returned to the waterfall. Darkness slowly settled over the territory while distant lights from the pack house flickered through the trees. Torches glowed softly along the pathways, casting warm gold against the night.

But all his confusion mysteriously disappeared when he noticed how she had cancelled out the term mistress and replaced it with another phrase. “...I will be your mute mistress” The way she dubbed herself his mute mistress, Ethan should not have felt this strange fall inside his chest. But he did.

Something else was stronger. This dark mist started coming from Selenes mouth. It was thin at first. Then it got thicker spreading across the ceiling like ink in water. It was moving toward Lily, toward Scott. "What is that mist?" Lyra asked. Then I got another flash quicker this time. Black things, eyes, in the dark a scream I could not hear. "Everybody run!" I shouted. Smoke like tentacles the mist lashed out. The mist started moving like it was alive. Lyra moved fast twisting away with her vampire speed. Lila put up this shield of violet mana. It was cracking as the mist hit it.

Kisses given so sweetly by dozens of small eager lips under that gray mist. The mist, of course, is cold making her delicious nipples protrude for all their worth, not only from the soft kisses, but from the chill of the mist. Ellie closes her eyes, pushing her body back against her mother's warmth, while thrusting her chest forward wanting more of the mist's eager little kisses. Missy looks down and over her daughter shoulders, staring at her large breasts, with keen anticipation, watching the swirling mass of the mist finally break up into two long thin wisps. "Open your eyes Ellie and watch your daddy play," Missy whispers in her ear.

It had led to several bloody wars and needless deaths. MistWorld was a small world inhabited by three supernatural species and magical creatures. It was also a world where magic was used to do almost everything, which included making clothes, cooking, sometimes communicating, and others. Demons, as we had been taught, lived underneath MistWorld, and could only appear in Mistworld when summoned by witches. But here in Mistworld, there were werewolves, vampires, and witches. The werewolves were spread across the Western side of Mistworld, divided into packs ruled by Alphas. The entire western area was sometimes still called Old Wood Hill, a name given to it centuries ago.

She had stuffed animals everywhere, but also a lot of pictures too. “Why go through all this trouble to talk to me, Missy Mistake? You werewolves don’t make any sense, I hope you know that.” I grinned. I guess she had a point there. “There is a method to our chaos, I promise.”

From where she stood, she raised her hands to the sky and mist appeared all around her, such thick mist that it was impossible to see through it. The mist gathered in the sky, obscuring the clouds and the houses. "Open," she whispered and the hidden entrance of the village opened. The sky separated, breaking into two. The mist reached out and suddenly everything went dark. ... Hello readers Please vote for the story to promote it. Let's take this book to the top. Also leave a review about the book. Lots of love.