The Mystic Retribution

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yan found himself bound to a chair with hands behind his back and legs strongly tied with a rope. The gloomy atmosphere of where

d finally spoke up, "After we put an end to this menace still taking a nap over there, I will like to completely devote my attention to Luna", he said. As if to seek for an approval from his peers, he slowly raised his h

the other two individuals. Who in Silverlake Academy wouldn't recognize the annoying laughter of Astrid and the preying voices of Orion and Damien, the twins? They were popularly known as the 'Notorious 3'. They usually derived joy in bullying other students and seeing

e call of nature. As he walked majestically through the well-lit sterile hallway of Silverlake Academy, he met Jake who was also heading to the white house. Unknown to them, there was an impending doom awaiting thei

nd Jake standing mute in a completely messed up hallway. As if that wasn't enough, the Notorious 3 had hidden some water balloons in their bag pa

ines framed a perfectly symmetrical face, adorned with expressive eyes that hold intensity capable of igniting a spark in the coldest of hearts. The dark falling tousled hair that adds a touch of rugged charm. The broad shoulders form a powerful frame, drawing the eyes to the well-de

, "What the f*****g hell is funny right now you morons!" That caused them to laugh even more. A

tionary. Girls are like toys to you and if there is anyone to fall in

"Well, what can I say? Hmmm... as a friend, I wanted to be sure Luna was a keeper since you spoke quite highly of her. With a few hundred dollar notes

s laughter. On the other hand, Damien was boiling with rage and red with anger a

ous 3, this was a normal thing, 'Battle of Supremacy'. There wa

. "What could they be doing here? NO! The question should be what am I doing here with them?" Ryan thought to himself. Like a thud of a

HBACK

er with her family. Zara was the only daughter of one of the richest families in Halcyon Bay, the Greystones. Her family had th

e led the way to lips that seemed to hold the promise of untold stories, painted in a shade that echoed the soft blush of dawn. Yet, it was not just the external aesthetic

weekend shifts to thwart her request. The truth was that Ryan was petrified at the thought of meeting the most influential fa

"When do we have to stop pretending and tell everyone the truth?" "Not long! After dinner with my family today, we can make it official. I have a secret I would like you to know too." Before Ryan could reply, Zara cut in "Lest I forget, before you give me your usual weekend

down the windows and yelled, "See you circa 8pm! Don't be late!" Off the car drove leaving behind a gust of dust. "How

nly friend and roommate, helped him in picking up a smart wear for the occasion. Jake could also be heard giving a lecture to Ryan on the best ways to woe a lady. Close to the allotted time for the dinner, Jake of