Novel & Cerita The Story Of Mystics

****** ~NEXT GENERATION BOOKS OF MISTRESS~ HIS VICIOUS LOVE – A tale of dark obsession Aadhvik Richand - Sahita “Call me fucking obsessive bastard but that’s I am for you, my sweet little love.” “Your love for me is insane and my heart is too fragile to match its intensity." HIS WIFE - A shackle for her Adrika Raichand – Ridmay Aahuja “I have seen my whole life that love is nothing but pain and suffering and you have proved it by breaking my heart. Marrying you was my biggest mistake, I will correct it by shooting a bullet in the middle of your head, you fucking bastard.”

After what seems like minutes, three different kind of eyes was open, one is red eyes with yellow irises full of bestial killing intent, other is dark with moonlike irises full of ice cold detached from any emotional intelligence, and the woman’s eyes are lifeless and blank but full of craziness inderneath while her jaw is twitching with a cracking sounds that is both bony and chilly, and her mouth full of yellow and rotten teeth kept open and closed. Informations kept puring in their mind like the great fload in its intensity and quantity, if they are not the original entities that our protagonist build with the help of this creator's realm that is mixt with his negative energy to strengt

I never saw that specie as people I could trust, except for my brother of course. I was never the type to let down my guard by falling for a guy. Not again! Not after what happened twelve years ago. Not after I have seen their true color. I would never forget it! I could still remember everything that happened that day vividly to the extent that I could write a book about it if I was told to.

THIRD POV Their honored guest arrived. Everyone was silent, staring at her as she walked… The only sound you could hear was her heels. Her allure captivated all men, young and old. Even the event’s host hesitated to speak. Their visitor couldn’t help but giggle at the reactions of those she passed. She hesitated as she walked past familiar faces from her past. The sight of those who had caused immense damage to her life reignited her anger. “Ms. Mystica,” Martin called out, catching Ana off guard. She continued walking, pretending not to hear.

"How silly you still are, Ezekiel. You despise me, that's alright, but I wonder if you really do have a heart." The place they were then was a vast, deep and mysterious forest named Anceps. There was a tiny fountain surrounded by rugged-top hills a mile away from them, its gentle but powerful sound of water falling could be heard clearly. So many creatures, so many undiscovered facts, so many myths were still hidden in that forest, they wouldn't even know if something was closely watching them. Moriah looked away from her. He hated it when she called him by his real name. Hadassah sighed subconsciously and smugly placed her lower body on the ground, but never taking her eyes off him. She unt

I had a really stressful day and a tiny voice in my brain kept on telling me that the night was gonna be a long boring one. "Argh!!,am so tired..... my husband didn't even ask any my day "I thought as I lie on my bed. I wish I could just pack up all my stuff and move outta this house but who am I to do that, it's a word of if wishes were horses beggers will ride.

the Flaming Qilin said. "Look how mean you are! I'm just asking a question," Chu Xun said with a smile. It was never too late to enjoy something nice. No matter whether what the Flaming Qilin said was true or not, he must get the Mystics of the Roc and Leviathan first. As for the rest, he would take it slow. The Flaming Qilin fumed. If the Mystics of the Roc and Leviathan was leaked, the whole earth, including the East and the West and even those secluded old demons, would be restless. But Chu Xun still accused him of being mean!

I’ve never met one that I know of because even if I did, all the Mystics in Haven have their powers and appetites suppressed. We are humane, if not human. The association is a result of my wild imagination, and what my brother dubs a truly pathetic versus non-existent sex life. I’m sure that women throw their-selves at this man all the time. That most any other girl in my shoes would be riding, begging, surrendering without care or complaint, but nothing about this is me.... Somewhere in the sex charged spell, I know that, but.....

“I must steal Ace away now that your heat is through. He still has one to two more weeks of treatment and then a long, perilous journey for ingredients he will need for his second request of his grandmother and I have work to do. But before I go, that blessing I gave you at birth will help you to stay in contact with any loved ones while you are away from one another, Kaiya.” I look up in confusion and hear both Dylan and Ace laugh. Dee looks even younger than I am, how could she have given me a blessing at my birth? “Mystics are unusual. We are not fae, nor vampire, nor phoenix, yet have traits of all three and abilities beyond others, however, even we have our limits. I need to drink blood

And Eliot, already aching, would feel every single one. Damien’s steps slowed as he reached the stairwell. He leaned on the railing, gazing out at the moonlight spilling through the tall glass windows. It painted his face in silver, sharpening his smile into something dangerous. “Moonlight mystique,” he whispered mockingly. “How poetic. How tragic.” Because in the end, Eliot wouldn’t just be Theo’s obsession or Damien’s conquest. He would be something broken, reshaped in the shadows of both their hands.