X Mystic Novels & Stories

Before entering the school, I heard a few things about this mysterious place situated on the mountainous side of Mystic Heights, a city in the heart of London. Mystic Academy, as it was known, was a mixed school primarily for kids with some uniqueness from wealthy homes. The requirements to get in seemed unattainable for mere humans, as I learned. It had a reputation as a school for "freaks," and the general belief was that only freaks would gain admission. That label didn't bother me much, considering I'd been called a freak all my life by my stepmother and her children—even their friends. My stepmother often locked me up in the cellar, praying for God to unpossess me, as she believed I was

“They want me to have sex so that they can have a lineage of white wolves.” She could see the rage in his eyes, “Do they want to rape you?” “No, they said they would give me time to fall in love with the one I would be breeding with.” “What the fuck? Are they also white wolves?” “No, they’re Mystics, half white and half black wolves. They’re known as Mystics.” “This is getting more fucked up by the minute.” “According to them, I’m called a Muraco.” “What in the genuine fuck?” “I know, but they said that they would take me by force if push comes to shove.”

"Dr. Powell, what do you think?" "I just remembered someone who might be able to help us," Marvin blurted out. "Who?" Steven, Charles, and Sean chimed in together, all eyes on Marvin. Marvin took a moment to think. "You might have heard of him—the elusive Mystic Lifebringer, Houston. However, he's like a ghost, no one knows where he is. They say he's never been given a case he couldn't fix before. He might just be our answer if we can track him down."