The Mysterious Eighth Novels & Stories

Was it Mom and Dad? Had they finally realized I was missing and come back for me? The door creaked open, but the one who walked in was a stranger in a thick down coat. The light in my eyes dimmed at once, and a faint, self-mocking smile tugged at my lips. I had overthought it again. When the man saw me, he froze in surprise.

She didn't have any close friends either and slowly as time passed she became a 27 years old who stayed at home most of the time playing on the computer or reading in her library at home. Like any other day, Su Lan was lying in bed watching her favorite drama until she received a phone call. She picked up her phone and answered only to get hollered at by her mother once again with a bunch of questions like: "when are you going to get a job", "why don't you head out", and etc. After an hour of the same routine everyday she finally managed to get off the phone call. Getting in a grumpy mood she grabbed the bag of chips next to her and saw an ad on her computer. The title of the ad was "the mys

The answer came immediately, and it settled over him like something cold. “We aren’t.” “They’re walking exactly where Jonathan intended.” Edmund said nothing. For the first time in forty years of certainty, he found he had none at all. Back beneath the cemetery, the sealed doors ground open on their own, the chamber releasing them as suddenly as it had swallowed them. They climbed the spiral staircase in silence, the prism wrapped carefully in cloth inside Elara’s coat, Isabella’s unfinished sentence still hanging over all of them like a held breath. An eighth Founder.

"And don't come back. If you value your life, leave this place and never return." The hunter scrambled to his feet, clutching his injured shoulder. He hesitated, eyes wide with disbelief, before turning and fleeing into the darkness. Selene watched him go, her heart pounding from the confrontation. With her arm still bleeding, Selene continued her journey to Ethan's palace. She moved stealthily, avoiding the guards and relying on her heightened senses to navigate the territory. As she approached the main entrance, she encountered an invisible barrier. The air shimmered with a faint, magical glow, a spell cast by the witches to protect the palace.

“That’s what have been thinking of the case, it could be a beast he created or something worse, that might end up killing every being in this city. And we need to stop it before it completely destroys us.” He was facing the wall, his hands crossed at his back. Staring at the hair at intervals. Could it be a sign or something. What or who was held in here? That he had to look into. And find out everything he had to know about Lucas and his missing assistant. Anika. The paranormal researcher could obviously be something else. And all that he has to find out.... “And one more thing, Detective.” Detective Sean turned to him, giving him his full attention.

A faint smile lingered on his face as he tapped the seat beside him. Without thinking, I walked over and sat where he had tapped. Everything felt natural, as if I had done this many times before. He stood up and crouched in front of me. The moment his hand touched my foot, a strange numbness spread through me. It felt like an electric current running through my body. I quickly pulled my foot back and murmured, “No… this isn’t appropriate.” I did not know whether he heard me. He only lifted his gaze slightly and said, “You’re very sensitive.”

as it’s the first one to be unlocked. After entering, I locked the door and sat on the cold ground. I rubbed my eyes and I didn’t see much here. Because of the dark pathway I was in earlier, my eyes got blinded of the sudden light. Just a bunch of documents piling up on the table and a chest… Isn’t it weird that there’s a chest in a room full of documents, or is it just me? I secured the door first by putting the cabinet in front of it. So I would know if someone was trying to burst in. It's got a lock, but I don’t trust it for too long. I walked my way towards the table while cleaning the dust in my hands. The whole room looks abandoned, aside from the table that was placed in the center.

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“Why isn’t she opening her eyes, Code Nine? But she’s awake right?” “I don’t know what’s happening either.” “This is alarming. What could The8 be scolding us for when he finds out about this?” The8? Who’s that? And wait… Code Nine? The8? What the hell are these names? After a number? Just how weird is that? “We just have to tell him the truth. That’s it.” “But we’re dead if we do so! How can you even explain this to him? Xiao just suddenly shut down… then what… due to a faulty system? He would never accept that explanation! We are so dead, Code Nine!”

"If I'm bad luck, then I'll give you back your good luck." Without another glance at him, I turned and walked into the adjacent service corridor. I should probably thank Vivian for showing up at the right time and taking Lucian off my hands. Everyone assumed that with the gates locked, I couldn't get out. But they forgot that over these eight years, fetching late-night snacks for Lucian and medicine for a sick Axel, I had learned every secret passage in this estate better than anyone. I made my way through the dark, damp wine cellar and pushed open a dusty, hidden door.