Bakugan Mira Mga Nobela at Kwento

Angel sighed at the comment of his wolf as he subconsciously placed his hand above his chest to feel his calm heartbeat before looking at Mira. Mira started on giving them some surprising tackles, some of them couldn’t be dodged easily but there was an attempt of countering them. She moved quickly and gave them different kinds of arm-grabbing stunts before letting them go. It was just an alarming stunt but when the next move that Mira did was totally had an intention to kill. They all managed to block it but still could not sense where it was coming from aside from Rica and Isabelle. “They’re different.” Mira thought to herself since Rica and Isablle easily blocked and dodged it on or before

Arc I – The Possession Begins Chapter 8: The Shattered Bond When Mira opened her eyes, she was no longer in her room. The world around her shimmered—a haze of pale blue and silver. The air hummed softly, like wind trapped in glass. Beneath her bare feet stretched what looked like water but felt like solid light. “This… is new,” she muttered. “Did I die again? Or is this, like, a magical Wi-Fi dead zone?” A voice answered, echoing through the vastness.

Mira was the first through the gates. She had come from Nightfang with only one companion, a young warrior named Corin, one of the few guards who had shown Aria kindness during her exile. He stood back respectfully, his hands clasped behind him, while Mira broke into a run the moment she saw Aria descending the pack house steps. She threw her arms around Aria with a force that nearly knocked Audra from her hip. "You're looking good. You're a mother. You're—" Mira pulled back, her eyes streaming. "You're still short. How are you still short?"

Not having a thing to say, I kept quiet in my seat and ate calmly. "Hmmm." She nodded reluctantly and took a sip of wine. "So Mira..." She started but I was quick to cut in. "Mila!" I supplied, and she looked at me questioningly. "My name Ma. It's Mila." "Hmmm, I see." She noted, before she continued. "So Mira, what social class do you belong?" "What?!" I asked caught off guard. I clearly understood what she had asked but her question was...... so.... materialistic! Plus! the fact she had still called me 'Mira', considering my clarification had gotten me.

Mira went to Aldrin’s shop and got the threads and beads she wanted for a gold coin before heading back with Almera to pick Jack. Even though they gossiped all the way home, Mira didn’t forget to feed Jack the meat buns Almira packed. Almera’s carriage followed behind them. Mira left Almera in the front room under the pretext to get a drink and ducked into space and picked a little fluffy bunny who was 4 weeks old. She also caught 30 rabbits into the cage and left them in the outer kitchen area. She came out with the yoghurt drink “Have a sip…see if you like it… it is my invention.”

Afraid that she might fall into an endless unconsciousness, she's trying hard not to think of anything at all about her and she just diverted all her attention to Euphemia. But just like how the sun sets every afternoon, she would constantly end her day with the question... ` Who am I? ` Her name is Mirage. But who Mirage really is? She's supposed to be the dead daughter of Alfonse and Miranda. She's the granddaughter of the business tycoon Augustus Esquibel. She's the cousin of Nicolo and Travis. She's the mother of Euphemia. She's the wife of....? And her head will start to throb that will cause her to panic inside. She will try everything to forget that thought over again. To save herself

“And you Leila should see if Kira would be generous enough to expose herself to you. I am hoping you can play the injured friend card, since it's all because of her, you were hurt.” Leila grinned, “I kind of like your idea. I hope she won't play too smart. She has been really acting suspicious lately, there must be something she relies on.” Taking a deep breath, she walked towards Mira. “Forgive me, Mira. We didn't mean to talk you down like that, appears we are all just desperate. Go home and rest.” Mira didn't need to be told one more time, getting up she scampered out of the room. She is definitely washing her hands off everything and seeking for her sisters' forgiveness. That is what mat

hoped that Mira would be able to prove herself to the elders. It would be easy for Jeremy and I to go ahead without the elders getting involved in our affairs, but I wanted us to follow the right proccesss. I didn't want us to look like the rebels who went against their elders. Even Jeremy had that look in his eyes. The look that said he would rather go on without the elders than wasting his time to call another fruitless meeting. "I do not think we are supposed to keep stressing this issue even until this time. I hope we all are aware that she would not stay here forever? She has her home, her job, and her daughter's school go attend to." I nodded in agreement to what Jeremy had said. Mira