X Mystic Novels & Stories

“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…”

It was written in our Commandment Shell that only a mermaid with natural golden hair and tail would have the chance to rule the palace more than anyone else. I remained silent while thinking. Xiaro’s special skill was to read minds, whereas, I had a special skill of knowing the history of a specific object or living thing once I touched it. So, even though I closed my lips all day, Xiaro would definitely know what was running on my brain. Luckily, she knew how to respect privacy sometimes and would not read what was on my mind without my permission. As a return, I would not touch her and examine her history too.

Lucy A few days ago, I woke up without most of my memories. Luckily, I'm street smart—I know I've been in another realm before I woke up sweaty and confused in the darkest pit of hell. There is a blue mark on my neck to prove it, and the fragments I keep seeing of a woman's moving lips are another clue. The problem is, the only way to see this woman is to get smacked in the head, literally. So these days, my most fantastic hobby is fighting in the ring against other demons. The area with its lava and loud, cheering audience has become my home.

I had a sinking feeling I knew who it was against too, because no ordinary group could cause this much damage. "Come on. Let's try our comms and see if we can report back." Sebastion muttered, walking back towards the horses. Being this far out, I would doubt it worked. Our comms where one of the very few sources of magic that worked. Magic had been dead for a long time. They had been banned by Drakos's great great great grand father Malfathicus. So our possession of these items was highly forbidden and was grounds for death. That was why we only shared comms between Sebastion, myself, and the Master.

Having a Mystic Archive and unlocking a Mystic Archive were two different matters. Only a handful of people were recorded to have a Mystic Archive throughout history. There were only two earliest verifiable individuals with documented works still in existence. The first was Hugo Gerant, a renowned physician from an ancient empire, a practitioner of Mystic Therapeutics, and an alchemist. His surviving medical works include The Hundred Letters, Gerant's Emergency Treatments, and the famous Embracing Simplicity. After his death, several notable physicians throughout history have inadvertently inherited his Mystic Archive, but none have fully inherited it. It was said that Mystics knew the metho

Myst says as we sit across from each other . “Ok how do we start?” Myst gives me a huge grin “First we must clear our minds , allow our minds to take over and become free , floating” She says as she closes her eyes , i follow her actions . Trying my best to shove everything from my mind , including my moody Lycan . ‘Ye like you can remove me , nice try’ She says as she rolls her eyes at me .

"Our faction provides us with such an item for unexpected needs. However, if we encounter exceptionally powerful enemies, these treasures are of little use before them," Val explained. 'Mystic Elixir is indeed a major faction. They even provide them with such items. I assume the pills and meals they usually consume are incomparable to those of other factions. With such abundant resources, it's not surprising that talented individuals emerge. Ah, I truly envy them!' Adrian thought. Despite the envy, he harbored no inappropriate thoughts.

We can definitly see it on Kavi without a doubt so it must be you, Luna Jewel. I perk up and all attention is now focused on her. (( Well my dears, )) That voice is not Jewels voice (( Hello again, I am Jade and I am a Mystic Wolf, that is the reason why you could not smell me before, because I had no pack I had no scent and now since I've met my mate my scent has returned also since you are apart of my mates pack and I've marked him and laced his blood with my own, he shares my power and it also extends to his entire pack right down to the pups. However my gift of strength is only given, it can not be taken, meaning only I can give it, if someone where to bite me in hopes of gaining strengt

She couldn't shake off the feeling that Ethan's words were only the tip of the iceberg. Determined to uncover the truth, Ava decided to start her own investigation. She began by researching the Kyrios and the Order of the Veil, scouring the internet and local libraries for any information she could find. As she dug deeper, Ava discovered that the Kyrios were an ancient organization with roots dating back to medieval times. They were believed to possess supernatural abilities, and their existence was shrouded in mystery. The Order of the Veil, on the other hand, seemed to be a more modern entity, with a reputation for ruthlessness and manipulation.

"Wait—I might have something that can make it a whole lot easier." "How?" "A spell. To change your shape and your scent. Not much, just enough to mess with their scans." I lifted an eyebrow. "A spell? Who casts one on me?" He was grinning. "Remember Old Magda?" "Oh no. Not her. The woman's insane." "She is not insane. She is a morals-unquestioning mystic herbalist," he told me. "She's insane," I told him. "Talented," he said . "Come on, before you wake up to your senses."