Mystic Series Novels & Stories

I tried again and again, to the eleventh and fifteenth time, until I could hold on no longer. "Why's everything working against me?" I asked, a little louder this time around, my voice tight with frustration. "Moon goddess, you can see me, right? Why are you doing this to me? Why do you keep frustrating me? This is the only reason I went to Maltos' Castle because I couldn't wait to lay my hand on it." "This is the password for God's sake; why are you deliberately working against me?" I yelled, throwing up my hands in exasperation as my gaze pierced through the ceiling, determined to see her.

So I turn to the West, where the sky is still clear and bright. ‘What’s over there to the West?’ I ask. ‘There’s a village, Mystic Pride, and then not far from the village is the forest that divides Mysteria into Moon Crest and West Wallow,’ Maia says. ‘Here, I have a map,’ Damon says, passing me a small scroll. I unroll it and can see where we are, and the village Maia mentioned. ‘It's probably going to take a couple of days to get there. I can see a small set of mountains along the way. We might be able to find a cave or some shelter along the way to rest,’ I say to them.

*The Secret Society* Emma sat in the dimly lit café, sipping her coffee and staring at the small folder she had received from an anonymous source. The folder was labeled "The Order of the Phoenix" and contained a series of cryptic documents and symbols. As she flipped through the pages, Emma's eyes widened in shock. The documents seemed to describe a secret society that had been operating in the shadows for centuries. They were known for their ruthless tactics and obsession with power. But what really caught Emma's attention was the mention of a prophecy. According to the documents, a young woman with a specific genetic makeup would hold the key to unlocking an ancient power. And Emma's sist

D.M. O V E N D E N The Lightblaser Saga B o o k T w o Rise of The Mysterium Crusade P r o l o g u e “Awake” a voice rang through his mind from the distant fragments of memory, blackness encased him, his body seemed to feel like it was floating completely weightless yet his mind was alive like electric “Is that what I am? A Shadow?” He thought, gradually vision began to return. A man stood over the Shadow, nothing but a blur as the light hurt his eye but this didn't stop him from recognising the man instantly.

Christine said and they all looked at her. "What do you mean by that?" They asked her. "Nothing." She said, throwing a nut at Christian as she made her to her room, leaving the people more confused. Lyra sat down on her bed as the memory of Connor introducing Alyssa replayed in her head. Why was she affected by what happened? She does not even know Connor. Gosh, what is the moon goddess planning in her life? She fell on the bed and soon sleep took over.

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.

In a clouded forest with trees from various sizes being held by its roots that intertwined with soil and dirt, there is a crooked road slithering some dumps and swamps, a foot come out of thin air than were followed by the rest of a body, there is no swirl with thunder and lightning or whispering voices welcoming some evil being to ascend in this world from hell A man with broad chowders an tall high, seems young and healthy with muscular body and bold head, but he is naked yet have a clean skin, flowed from scars and birth marks, yet his eyes looks hollow and blank looking like a certain terminator Walking slowly ahead clueless, just following the road until its end, still remember the task

She played with his hair, using her powers. "Anything for you," he purred, like a puppet mouthing to a soundtrack. "Dance, puppet," she whispered, watching him leave. A few minutes later, he came back with the scrolls she had requested. "Thank you love, I do appreciate it." She put her hand over his eyes, making him fall asleep. Oh how the libido in a person's body could affect their energy levels. She took the scrolls to her secret den, pleased. "Let's see what these have to say." As she read through them, Nassiri found that the crystal was located deep underground, in a waterfall locked cave. It was also on Earth, realm of the mortals. No wonder she couldn't find anything about it. No one

"Mau makan apa, Ci?" "Eca traktir?" "He em! Buruan sebelum aku berubah pikiran!" "Mie ayam jembatan, Ca," lirih Rheshylla dengan mata berkaca-kaca seperti anak kecil yang meminta makan kepada orang tuanya. "Jauh banget loh, Ci! Ntar aku masih harus beres-beres lagi. Yang bener aja deh!" Lalisa terkejut mendengar permintaan Rheshylla. Pasalnya mereka sekarang sedang ada di daerah kalikuning, dekat dengan Gunung Merapi. Sedangkan mie ayam jembatan yang dimaksud Rheshylla ada di daerah Banguntapan. Paling tidak memakan waktu satu setengah jam mengendarai taksi online. Itu pun jika tidak macet.

Berada di tengah- tengah labirin dengan dinding yang menjulang tinggi & penerangan yang bisa di bilang seadanya. Ada hal yang membuatnya semakin tidak mengerti, Aulia zia & Alma zia tidak ada di dekatnya. “ Tempat apa ini sebenarnya ? Ya Tuhan, kenapa aku berada di sini?” Ratna bermonolog. Langkah kaki Ratna berderap menyusuri labirin tempatnya berada dengan berbagai pertanyaan yang bermunculan dalam otaknya. Tentang, mengapa dia bisa berada di tengah-tengah labirin, yang bahkan tidak pernah didatanginya ketika melakukan astral projection. Sungguh aneh.