X Mystic Novels & Stories

“Malachi Sinclair.” “How did you get in here?” Malachi asked, and frowned because he still couldn’t smell his scent. “I was struck by lightning when I was 17,” he said, with a smile, as he caught Malachi staring. “Lichtenburg figures usually disappear after a few days,” Malachi said. “I guess I’m special like that,” he said, and sat down. There was something very odd about him. Even though he smelled human, Malachi knew he wasn’t. “You have me at a disadvantage. You know my name, but I don’t know yours,” Malachi said. The man’s mind was completely blank, and he had only encountered that once before in his life.

“I was just trying to touch them and it came falling. And there was someone in there I just wanted to touch..” “Someone, you mean your reflection. Humph!” He puffed and paced around the room. He felt sick. “What’s your name?” “Me?” “Who else. Alien. There’s no one here is there?” “My name?” “What are you called.” She looked confused. And stretched her hands at him. He walked closer to her and hold her hands. And looked at what she was trying to show him. The letter M. Was tattooed on her hand. “You think it’s my name. M.”

Leslie POV Maidstone, North America, 2000. What the hell is this scent? Swiftly the light went off, then darkness and stillness possessed the room. I dropped the Shakespeare’s Othello book on the stool and shifted the part of my head into the wolf’s head and let out a silent growled. The room was still nothing amiss. Michael was snoring on the bed, and I was glad he was, for I don’t want anybody to know about my identity as a wolf.

Bruce asks me. I shake my head. "I could use a ride if you don't mind. I am not sure I am ready to drive today," I say. I know I am not ready to drive. "I can take you, but first, I have to tell you something. I made some calls while you were sorting through some things. I wanted to give you some space. I found both of your uncles. They own a little magic shop in New Orleans. It is called Elemental Magic," Bruce says.

“ We all heard about the X-serum in your blood and we know he is after it. If you put two and two together, you would know that Luke wants it for complete invincibility which proves that he has a weakness. But sadly, Nobody knows what it is.” Annabelle sighed softly as she eavesdropped on their conversation. Super hearing does come in handy. So far she hadn’t gotten any useful information yet and it was starting to get frustrating. Her mind quickly went to a friend of hers who was leaving far away in Ghana. The one who taught her how to control her rage and hunger. If she could remember clearly, her friend was a historian and researcher. She had made a lot of study concerning the superna

I sighed “Like do you have superpower” and she blinked her eyes twice “What? So you do have, why did you keep it from me” “Because we were mere friends and it wasn't that deep!“ Her voice echoed in my head “Holy…” I yelled “Shit” she interrupted in my head ending my sentence” “What the heck are you, ?“ “I'm Sarah Palin the Mind goddess. Hahaha” her voice echoed in my head with a evil laugh “Can you stop that shit, I might pass out if you tried that again”

I could see on his face that he saw something bad. "What did you see?" I asked, I was curious but he just suddenly fell silent. "I see something bad," he replied. I felt a bit nervous, I wanted him to say it right away. "Why? Tell me everything you saw!" I dictated. “There’s a woman named Mystique, she is going to destroy Maximus,” he said. I thought and remembered the night I heard the name Mystique. On the night Max attacked Columbus' ballroom party they did not succeed when armed men suddenly arrived. Max chased them and I also followed him there and accompanied him to kill the men with the eagle mark. When we killed them on the dark road I heard the man whispered named Mystique.

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.

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.

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.