The Mist Parents Guide Novels & Stories

She'd even taken her bright future. No! It shouldn't be this way. When had all this started? Misty's face was streaked with tears and she clenched her fist helplessly, as if trying to hold on to something unseen. But no matter how tightly she tried to hold on, she felt it slipping through her fingers. "Misty, what's gotten into you? How could you speak to your father this way?" Claudia was agitated and hurriedly stopped Misty, saying gently, "What have I taught you? Your father works so hard to earn money and raise you. You should respect him, not talk back to him. Apologize to him now!"

We abandon the wagons in a border settlement and continue on foot, guided by local marsh-walkers who know the safe paths. Meristhal is everything the stories promised and worse. The entire region is shrouded in perpetual mist that obscures vision beyond a few dozen feet. The ground is more water than earth, and strange sounds echo through the fog—whispers that might be wind, or might be something else. Twisted trees grow from the murky water, their branches draped with moss that glows faintly in the darkness. It's beautiful and eerie and feels like walking through a dream that might turn into a nightmare at any moment. "Stay close," our guide warns. "The mist plays tricks. Makes you see thin

“Dakota of Misty Glen. Father is Alpha Braden, mother is Luna Alice. Age: 16, unmated.” It goes on to list other relatives, and words I don’t understand. Maybe they’re titles? “Misty Glen,” I whisper, as I flip back and tear out the picture. I then try to find a list of pros and cons but there aren’t any. When I get to the last page however there’s just one word: killer. Killer like literal meaning?? The humming in my mind practically shuts off like a light switch and I suddenly feel alone and exposed. I scramble to my feet and wiggle the journal into a row of books. It stands out like a sore thumb but how likely is it someone’s gonna come in here? I stuff the picture in my bra and tip toe o

Riley got up and went over to her mother, "I've never done this, Mom. I don't think I'll be any good." Misty smiled, "Just do to my pussy what your father does to yours and I'll cum all over your face." Riley knelt as Misty talked to me, "Your punishment is to watch. DO NOT touch yourself or attempt to join us, understood?" I nodded and watched. Sounds easy, right? You have no idea. Looking at the two women I enjoy wild sex with sexing each other and not being able to stroke, torture. Misty was looking between her daughter's face moving closer to her pussy and me, "I stopped shaving, Jack. You like our daughter's furry muff, so I'll join in," She gasped, "Oh fuck, baby. That's the spot!"

My heart clenched as I watched from the replayed CCTV footage—what had already been recorded hours earlier. “She doesn’t remember anything,” I whispered to myself. Years ago, we lost everything. Aria was part of a dangerous experiment. It was called the Surrogate Project. It wasn’t just science—it was pain, risk, and sacrifice. We shut it down after so many things went wrong. She was the only one who survived. But she forgot it all—me, the truth, and our child. Yes, our child. The little boy downstairs, the one who plays with puzzles in the daycare, is our son. She doesn’t know.

Allen helped me up and rushed me to the room. "What were you thinking back there, huh, Dominick?" Mr. Allen asked. "You were about to confess to your dad that you're gay and have been in a relationship with your wife's brother!" "I need a glass of water instead of your lecture." Instead of waiting for Mr. Allen to get back with a glass of water, I rushed to the parking lot and bolted to the hospital where Clarisse was admitted. Staying and breathing in the same space with my devil Dad would only suffocate me. Things around me would certainly turn dark if I stayed for a few minutes.

“We’ll keep you here overnight. Mrs Mark could you let me know if anyone was in the hallway before you fell?” My mother tensed up so much that the monitor beeped sharply. “I didn’t see anyone,” she replied too quickly once again. “I told you.” The doctor nodded slowly. “Of course. But if anything else comes to mind, please let us know.” As he exited, the heavy silence in the room felt utterly wrong. A Private Moment Once my mother’s eyelids fluttered shut again in exhaustion, I stepped out into the hallway. William was right behind me. I quickly wiped my face. “I don’t believe she slipped.”

A occupied the Northern side. There were tales of a world that existed above us. A place filled with non-magical creatures with cultures and languages very similar to ours. But they age, something impossible in MistWorld. No one knew what was out there in the universe and if those tales were true or not. In MistWorld we never aged, but we could be killed, though not easily. It would have to be a very severe injury like cutting off the head or pulling out the heart. Although there was a day we call Kalghaeon when the sky went dark and we got drained of our magic.

Thea joked to Misty. “It’s a lot of fun to watch,” Misty said. “Oh crap,” Thea said. “We need to tell our parents before they find out some other way.”

Xander gently urged me, but I ignored him. “You know what, Dad? You two should be blamed for what’s happening to Loraine. You let her have everything she wants, even when it’s wrong. You spoil her in all the wrong ways. You’re her parents, but you’re not doing the right thing to be good parents. You should correct her mistakes, but instead, you let her get away with it, supporting her even when she’s hurting people. Is that what good parents do? You say you want to give everything to Loraine to make her happy? Be good parents. Oh wait, how can your daughter learn from you if you act the same way? So don’t blame others for your mistakes as parents.” They didn’t know how to respond to what I s