The Mysterious Eighth Novels & Stories

How did they get my student ID and pull this off? Everything was still a mystery. The next morning, before dawn, Professor Mann's call woke me up. "Elena, get to Greenvale Hospital right now. The police have made a new discovery."

If what you are saying is right then I think I should be able to reach home soon' I replied 'Yes, I will still send a few people around, so they can find you on the way, link me whenever you can' he said 'I will see you soon' I replied as I felt something break in my head, I think it was our link we were talking through, I think there are a lot of things for me to learn I sighed and I looked around once again, I was on alert because there were chances of having people around, but I couldn't smell anything. I think I should be able to smell anything out of the ordinary since I have heightened senses now. I felt a tug towards the northern and easter side of the forest. Whenever I felt a tug to

Mysterious said and Ramon gasped. " Fine but who are you walking for? " Ramon asked confusily and mysterious smirked. " I don't work for anyone, I am a loner and I am always curious to know what is in that scroll for ten good years, Thanks for giving me the real one and besides you can have the replica of the scroll " Mysterious said holding the scroll, Ramon had given him the scroll and he left and Ramon sighed deeply while staring at the replica.

Whole. Then... Darkness. An eighth throne emerged from the shadows. Empty. Watching. Waiting. The seven lights flickered. One by one. Until the memory shattered. I gasped. Kael tightened his grip on my shoulder. "What did you see?" I met his eyes. "It wasn't built with the others." Lucien frowned. "What wasn't?" "The eighth throne." The connection confirmed it. "It came later." A horn echoed from the eastern watchtower. One long blast. Then another.

Walking away from they office block to the compound, then finally to the main road, Bisola await a taxi to take her home, but then an idea struck her mind, she turns around and begin to search for a café center, luckily for her, she is able to locate one just in time, she pay up for few hour. Bisola settle down first, she begins to surf the web, she begins to make lot of research about the mysterious product made by her boss. Actually the product is like other product out there, just that Dapo made some upgrade to his own product, the model and the functions it perform makes it a little bit different from the rest of the product, she also makes more research about the product function with o

He couldn’t just tell me he loved me—he had to make it some mystery. I push back from my desk, tension coiling out of me like smoke. Fine. If he wants a reaction, he’s not going to get one from me. I grab my travel mug and head to the small kitchenette in the corner, filling it with water, pouring black coffee grounds into the filter. As the machine hums, I let out a long sigh, the bitter aroma a small comfort in the chaos of my thoughts. The quiet is broken by a familiar voice. “Hey! Come look at this!”

the mysterious man carried the injured one on his back, “Follow me.” Throughout the way, the other one tried to recognize the mysterious man. Surprisingly, they crossed the electric barrier without even triggering the security alarm! “Get on the ambulance!” he ordered while eyeing the road. Getting inside, the other one noticed that the mysterious man signaled someone and soon the security alarm got triggered, making an ear-deafening sound and shutting the electric barrier. When he got inside, the other one recognized, “You!!!!”

For the first time, the Devourer's calm expression changed, and it took a single step backward. Nyxar noticed immediately. "It fears it." Selene's voice echoed faintly from the collapsing temple: > "The Eighth Path... is something even the Devourer cannot predict."> Aiden looked at the glowing rune. "I still don't understand it." "You don't need to," Killian said, resting a firm hand on his son's shoulder. "We'll discover it. As a family." The Devourer stared at them in silence. Then, without another word, it raised both hands toward the dying Blood Moon.

Seeing all kind of people surround what seems to be my body, I got dumfounded, not because of dying like that but because I’m capable of thinking despite being dead, moreover I’m still sitting in my seat in this surprisingly cheerful interrogation room, so why my body is over there, and why I become some kind of dark red smoking entity, my hand is some kind of foggy blood red hand with black long sharp claws, wait a minute, why those people surrounded by all kind of colors, “pink, yellow, orange, blue, white”,‘Those rainbow smokes are coming from those guys, can it be what it called Aura’. I thought while looking at myself.

But I dreamt of that place exactly on my every birthday. I realised everyone was looking at me expectantly. "Actually, I do have one strange dream! On my every birthday, I would dream of a completely dark place with eighteen stairs..." "How do you know it was exactly eighteen stairs when it was dark?" Rio questioned me doubtfully. Yamuna (a vampire) scolded him to let me complete.