The Mysterious Eighth Novels & Stories

Or if this is truly the end! Chapter 83 is THE FORGOTTEN REALM! END OF CHAPTER EIGHTY-TWO TO BE CONTINUED...

The last one showed me sleeping in my bed at home, with Eight standing over me holding scissors. Eight grabbed my wrist. Her skin burned like fever. "You're the key because you're the first natural one in five generations. No tanks. No needles. Just..." She tapped my chest where my heart beat too fast. "*Magic.*" Mother snarled and ripped me away so hard my shoulder popped. But Eight just laughed again. "Too late, Mother. She's already waking up." Something *clicked* inside me then—like when you turn a key in a toy that's been still too long.

“Craig put a lot into building this hideout. This wasn’t the place we started hiding at first.” It was an opening. The whole overthrow issue, plus the prophecy, and the fact that I was supposed to become their future Luna, was still a mystery to me. “When did your uncle overthrow Craig?” I asked. Her steps faltered. “This is not a topic I like to discuss. Especially in the open.” She paused at a door similar to mine. Now that I looked, almost every door in the cabin resembled mine. “Come in.” A fresh breath of air, scented with the woods, filled my nostrils. The room was smaller but tidier than mine.

Author’s POV: Next day all was going good, classes were going on inspector Isaac and John and others were working in their police station. All of a sudden, the electric lights began trembling. The occurrence kept happening for ten to fifteen seconds and then it was ok. Some people got frightened and all got curious. “This happened after eleven years, the same as before”, Isaac told in presence of John and another officer. They looked at each other. Students of a class started whispering. Seeing that the lecturer ordered to stop and again began to give his lecture. Lusie looked her left-right and it was ok few persons there steered each other.

“Don’t be shocked, okay? I also reviewed the footage and found out that there was no driver. Jerome traced the plate number but it was odd that it wasn’t even registered.” The hair on the back of my neck stood up after what I heard from him and that made me flinched at the moment. That was the same dark and mysterious night where all I could see was complete darkness in the balcony. I felt a flash of terror on my chest but I didn’t make it transparent to him. Would that be Juno’s doing? She might have wanted to kill me out of jealousy. “Can you promise me one thing, Aris?” I stopped from walking that made him do the same thing.

My Mysterious Husband The church was stunning—of course it was. Chandeliers dripped crystal from high vaulted ceilings. Golden candlelight danced across the ivory columns, and white petals lined the aisle in painstaking spirals. Aria stood at the altar in her champagne-colored gown, her heart pounding for reasons that had nothing to do with love. “This is ridiculous,” she whispered through clenched teeth. “Is this a prank?” “No, ma’am,” the priest said solemnly, not even blinking. “Mr. Vale has approved all arrangements. Including the proxy.”

The history my father taught me was a history my older sister wrote. I lift my hand from the wall. The wall keeps reading. The glyphs continue to flow into me — slower now, the way a final wave finishes a beach — and the last impression is not a picture or a name. The last impression is a sentence. The sentence is in a language I do not speak, and yet I understand it the way you understand the last words of a dream. *The eighth is the first who has been pushed.* *The eighth is the first whose hand was not on the door.*

Micah said. "But we couldn't find it because the coordinates were a bit confusing but I'm so close to figuring them out. But, when we do find them, opening it might be a bigger challenge because, and I'm pretty certain of this, it has to require some sort of magic to unlock it. Magic from a Ginx or maybe even more," Mr Philip said. "Magic from us?" Lydia asked. "Yes, and maybe from someone like that Ginx that was trying to kill you guys," Micah answered.

They nudged each other, no one willing to reach out first. I let out a cold laugh, picked up the top sheet myself, and cleared my throat. "Since none of you want to look, I'll read it out loud." My old neighbors were already watching, and other people in the bank began to gather as well. I held up the paper and pointed at the first large withdrawal. "May 16th, three years ago. There was a withdrawal of 50 thousand dollars. Purpose listed as 'education funds'." As soon as I finished speaking, Ryan pointed at Victor and yelled, "I knew it was you! Molly's classes! You really took money from the fund!"

Spencer POV My breath caught in my throat, I took my seat, shaking my head in disbelief. I thought the Moon Goddess was only with me because of the wolf she claimed was inside me, why would she direct me to a book about witches? I take a steadying breath and open the book to the page that had the bookmark made of energy. There was a map of a village and writing in another language, confused as to why the Goddess would see this as important. I made a mental note to get the page photocopied before I leave.