X Mystic Novels & Stories

Her nose was bleeding, she's not supposed to be here. She left the time machine as she began to walk down, not knowing where she was. The whole place looked destroyed. She walked and saw some places on fire as she got confused. "Was there a war here? What is this place? Where am I?" She murmured seeing the place ablaze as she became scared. "You're in Mystic Hollow, December 21st, 2033," a voice said from her back said as she turned back seeing a very familiar face. "Sarah!" She exclaimed as nothing became to make sense at all.

Trustworthy and understanding. "Okay, I will be downstairs in few minutes." I said and he took that and left not without patting me on the shoulders and taking a look at his 'ugly' self in my mirror, winking at himself and struck a pose. I snorted and fell back on the bed, reminiscing what the Moon goddess said. She was mistakenly bonded to me? How is that even possible? Time to take a shower I guess. * * * I cast a last look at myself and exhaled before exiting my room. I was dressed in just casual clothes since I was just going to be hanging around the pack.

Safia growls. Tristan puts his palm in the air, facing me. “Could you tell me what you saw?” “What do you mean? You were here! You saw how those… those things killed my mate!” I snarl, not being able to contain my anger. The child shifts her weight from one leg to the other. Katherine puts her left arm around her shoulder. “I have a power that can make people see their worst nightmare. My father called it myst. If people are inside it, they see what they fear the most. It can be very real.” She seems to be looking at Tristan. “Father says that my power fucks with people’s minds.”

Little lights sparkled on each meridian points of the man where Xiao Chen had administered his sorcery, glimmering brightly like little stars. This magic was created for students of the Mystic Cyan Sect to use to save anyone who was corrupted by the influence of evil. Xiao Chen was not sure if it would work this time, but he knew that he had to try. Before long, white vapors of steam rose from Xiao Chen's head like a chimney as beads of perspiration rolled down his face. A red flush returned to the cheeks of the young man as he was finally restored and the ugly, green mark on his neck slowly vanished.

Mystic let out a weary sigh, showing he was out of options. "She messed with an ancient spell that's way out of my league. I can't touch it unless something major shakes up the person it's tied to. However, that's just going to hit back at you twice as hard. It's a no-win situation." Zack glared at Mystic, fury in his eyes. "You're a liar! You're just protecting your favorite student. How come you can clear her mess but not mine?" He pointed at me, his gaze filled with pure loathing.

but the truth is Mystic fall is a town that harboured all kinds of mythical creatures, the kinds of Werewolves, Witches, The wailing fairies, seers including humans Each kind having their territory except for the dark witches who chose to stay hidden, only few of the humans living in the town are aware of their existence but kept sealed lips so as to not draw danger to their home and community.

Mystic squeezed Aaron’s hand. Her voice threaded into his mind: Let me. He inclined his head. She stepped forward, spine straight, chin lifted. “My name is Mystic Hayes — daughter of Helen and Dawson Hayes. I have not walked these lands since I was a child, but they are still my heritage.” She turned her forearm outward. A glowing tattoo shimmered beneath her skin — intricate, ancient, unmistakable. “I bring this mark as proof.” The head warrior slowly descended from his position and approached her, his boots echoing on stone. Aaron shifted instinctively — ready to move — but Mystic remained still.

“Only his sister can power it. It’s her gift. He used her powers eleven years ago to charge it, overthrowing Atticus as head of the coven. But the orrery is running out of power. He’s getting weaker. Our powers as mystics can only help him so much. He needs her and will tear your uncle's kingdom apart to find her. He thought he could use you, or Princess Misty, but he needs a specific… skill set.” “What can she do–” The mystic pulls a dagger from her cloak and screams, sending it through her own heart. I rush away from her, my chest squeezing tight. Her eyes go dim as she collapses. My powers retreat. The sun shines again, covering the ashen clearing in streams of gold. The mystic’s chest ri

“Y-you…!” Ana grinned and let out a sigh, her appetite diminishing even further. “Well, allow me to introduce myself,” Ana said, extending her hand towards them and gently removing the mask that concealed her face. “I am Ana Mystica, and I’ve returned.” Mateo's and Chloe's eyes widened in disbelief as they stared at the figure standing before them. It was the person they believed to be long gone, the person they thought was dead. “N-no way… I-It can’t be…” “A-Ana…”

I asked as Susan and I came and sat beside him. “Mystic said it was her. He says he knows her. Her aura is special to us. He doesn't know how though.” 'Could she really be a mate to all four of us?' Khaos whimpered sadly in my mind.