The Mist Kindle Novels & Stories

So tired that I just wanted to sleep for eternity. The steam was filling the room in a wet cloud. I morphed the clouds into animals having them float around the room. I smiled as a raven swooped around made just of clouds. Such a beautiful bird it was... A knock sounded from the door. I closed my eyes not moving to open it. “Valerie open the door or I am coming in.” Justin spoke. My mind was elsewhere. I would probably never leave this castle. Jumping out the window may be better than fighting against fate. If I was lucky the wind would catch me and bring me far away to safety. Far far away.

XAVIER STORM The study was cloaked in shadows, the only illumination coming from the dying flames in the fireplace. The books that lined the shelves, had their spines worn from years of use, yet none held my interest tonight. The silence was deafening, broken only by the occasional crackle of burning wood.

His dream would never include me, but I would like him to find his own happiness. I wished the same for Misty, except I knew that she was too far gone. Her only hope was that she would move as far away from me as possible, and even that was unlikely. I didn’t think there was any way to save her from the dark path she was on. “Keep talking, and I will rip out your tongue.” Landon growled. “I would like to see you try.” Misty didn’t flinch even when Landon wrapped his hand around her throat.

His touch grounded her, anchoring her mind against the mist’s effects. “Stay with me,” Kaden said, his voice firm but gentle. “We can fight this.” Theros appeared from the edge of the battlefield, his staff glowing faintly. He slammed it into the ground, creating a pulse of light that began to dispel the mist. Calla cursed, retreating to the safety of her remaining forces. --- With the mist dissipated, the defenders rallied. Theros’s light had not only cleared the air but also renewed their spirits. Lena and Kaden led the charge, their movements a blur of precision and power. Lena’s blade danced through the air, cutting down mercenaries with an efficiency born of desperation.