X Mystic Novels & Stories

As tired as I am mentally, I wait for the summons to absorb the core again with eagerness and patience. It is unfortunate that mystic ranked summons cannot assume human form. It was never possible to turn them into humanoids, so even if I implanted it into their cores, it wouldn't work. We're ready to find out what their status is! [Necromera- Mystic rank] Level 0 Race: Demon Element: Fire EXP: 0/80000 HP- ???? CON-???? ATK- 550 STR- 184 DEF-200 DEX-40

That female disciple whom she was talking about was Hermione Yggdrasill. Alex was astonished. “How miserable will she be?” The Mystic Maiden said, “She will be humiliated to death.” ‘D*mn, she will be so miserable for real?’ However, did Alex need to believe her? It was not possible for him not to believe her. Legend had it that the Mystic Maiden of the Nine Heavens was not only proficient in the art of war, but she was the founder of ancient divination and art of five elements. So, it should not be rare for her to know about fortune-telling.

“Exactly like the wizard. But with better tea.” I blinked at her. “Is this a real place or a theatrical fever dream?” Merlin leaned in and whispered. “Mystique Gore is the kind of town that keeps its secrets wrapped in fresh linen and smiles. You’ll see!” She winked again and skipped down the hall. Okay. Officially unhinged. I chalked her up as “possibly delusional,” but somehow I didn’t toss the cookie. Later, in my room, I opened my encrypted phone and logged the day.

Unbeknownst to anyone, Professor De Belen and Madaam Xing were actually on a secret mission to go and uncover Professor Sonny's past and true identity. Madam Xing used to be part of the Mystic Muses, in fact, she was even an elder on the said sect and Professor De Belen was her student. It was just that Madam Xing on her latter years, felt like the need to explore more what life has to offer, so she decided to leave the sect and live all by herself. In the end, she became a successful figure in the field of business and owned one of the longest-running shops in the Brujeria.

She was rummaging for something on her desk until she showed us a piece of paper. "What's that?" I asked. "It's a map. I know it doesn't look that much but it can still help us find our way to Newhallow Mountain, where Taewe, the Village of Mystic is located." I've heard about this village. What Nereza said was true, Taewe is known as the Village of Mystic. The people who live there are mostly enchanted beings like elves and witches. But not all lands in Aldemore have a Mystic Village. I have heard that only five territories are lucky enough to have a village like Taewe.

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.

Curtis looked at Kendra with pity and said. What the hell? “What do you want from me? I thought he just had anxiety.” Kendra leaned against the bed and said weakly. “Anxiety is one of them. Ten years ago, Mr. Martin was infected with wolf poison during his training as a successor of his family. He couldn't figure out how it occurred to him. Since then, he would turn to a wolf every full moon night. Before you appeared, Mr. Martin could only control the poison by taking special medicine. But Alexis suddenly found that the poison was much lessened when Mr. Martin had body contact with you last month, so we assume it was because of you. Last night,…” Curtis explained.

Eli asked concernedly the moment he saw Damian. Nodding, Damian replied with a smile, "Don't worry about it, Grandpa." Eli sighed. "It truly boggles me as to who wants to take my life. Just who are Mystic Healers, Damian?" Damian's gaze hardened, his voice grim as he answered, "Mystic Healers are considered a branch of traditional medicine. Anyone who's a part of them can harness the forces of nature through sorcery.

she asked, leaning forward to get a better look. “Nothing you need to worry about right now,” Professor Thorne said, but her grip on the steering wheel tightened. They drove for another ten minutes before the trees opened up, and Maya’s breath caught in her throat. Mystic Grove Academy stood at the top of a hill, made of grey stone that looked like it had been there for centuries. Ivy crawled up the walls, windows glowed warm gold even though it was still early morning, and towers rose up into the sky like something out of a fairy tale. But there was something else about it ….a weight in the air, like the whole place was holding secrets deep in its foundations.