Caprikid Miraculous Novels & Stories

“I can’t guess. Was it because of a medical miracle?” Kathleen laughed. “How could there possibly be so many medical miracles? Charlie is the one who can truly perform medical miracles! He has two invaluable pills. One is called the Rejuvenating Pill, and the other is called the Healing Pill. The latter can cure hundreds of diseases and thousands of injuries, whereas the former is even more incredible and can even make people twenty years younger.” Marianne asked in surprise, “Is there really such a divine pill?!”

He was overjoyed. The next afternoon, all the shopping malls in Mirage City put up posters at the same time. [Revitalizing Pill. Within two hours of taking it, one's bodily functions will increase by one hundred percent!] The advertisement went viral as soon as it was published.

Miracle rattled the slips, checking if there were any secret papers hidden in between. But there was none. The second half of the story was gone. "C'mon... Don't do this to me. I have to know the story." Miracle pressed her fingers to her lips, murmuring lines of undefinable words that echoed softly in the dimly lit room. As she chanted, a gentle swirl of white light unfurled from her fingertips, enveloping her hand in a shimmering embrace. Silvery tendrils of smoke swirled into the room, weaving in response to her invocation. They laid atop her mark of divinity on her chest, and seconds later, the bulging veins around her reddening mark began to ease.

He stared at me while he struggled to answer when I questioned him. "It is a magical pill available on the black market." I frowned. Miraculous pill...! What makes this particular? "What is so special about it, brother Rona? Why are you so hesitant?" I was out of patience as I couldn't hold it in any longer. He heaved a sigh before revealing. "It was said that this pill can cure any disease or curse..." "Oh...! Is it?" I asked surprised, "Do you know the meaning of it?" he pursed his lips and ran his nose bridge. I nodded, no. I don't know what he meant at all.

"Just... just this..." The priest sniffed it. He sighed heavily. "This is 'Seed of Pan'. A cheap satyr fertility drug. Thirty days straight guarantees a baby. But it never causes birth defects this bad." His voice turned deadly serious. "Unless... someone took a massive overdose." Guards dragged a satyr in right away. The half-man, half-goat looked terrified. "It's not my fault! I just followed the ancient recipe!" he cried. Evadne lunged like a wild animal. She choked the satyr. "You liar! You said thirty days! Why does my baby look like this?"

He stroked his beard and announced, "First place earns one quota to reach Midland's Grandiuno Sacred Land, along with one superior-grade spiritual treasure and one seventh-grade pill!" Oskar raised his hand, and a golden, thumb-sized pill floated out of the void. A lance with purple thunderbolts and a silvery-glowing token with the inscription 'Grandiuno Sacred Land' followed suit. Severin's joy was evident as he laid eyes on those three items. The seventh-grade spiritual pill, known as the Grandispirit Pill, could aid practitioners in refining their solar spirit and had a miraculous effect in aiding breakthroughs. Meanwhile, the purple lance possessed an electrifying aura that left no doubt

He decided to stay and finish his mission when he spotted Tia sneaking away. "Wait." Chase called out to him and took a Mirage Tiger Dragon Pill from Walter to give to Cyril. "Consider this a thank-you gift for all your help." Even though Cyril had no idea what pill it was, he could still tell its grade as he was the heir to the Miracle Doctor Sect. He recognized the pill as a lower world-grade pill. It was priceless in this world with the limitation of martial monarch. Cyril was touched and tried to reject it. "How could I—"

The last couple of days have been a whirlwind. An exciting new development in my curse-free state is that now makkares can heal me. Sebastian had a brainwave and decided it was worth a try asking a friendly makkari to heal me since I was technically no longer cursed, and it turns out he was correct. All the pain, aches, exhaustion, and those disgusting blisters, are now a thing of the past, which is a great relief to me as it now means I can enjoy all the blessings that surround me.

The mug froze to Melina's lips as her brows furrowed in doubt, not wanting to believe the words her ears had heard. “All this while, so many misconceptions of his identity have been circling... But, honestly, him being the only child of a multi-billionaire was far from our guest. However, it's the truth. If you don't believe us, here's a recording of Mr. Maxwell confirming it with his own words.” Pausing, Melina glared at Mr. Maxwell's face on the screen as his voice echoed out the speakers, “My only heir, Elijah Maxwell, the first, known to you all as Elijah Darius, wants me to present you all with a gift.”

he shrugged nonchalantly. "Was that an apology?" Ashley leaned over to ask Suzanne in a whisper. Suzanne gave her a low chuckle as she shrugged. "I suppose," she muttered. Andrew cleared his throat. "Alright, down to business," he started. They all looked at him. "This is our first mission as E-rank, and no matter how lowly it seems, we must not take it for granted. The documents you're all holding states that Patches is a Golden Retriever, brown coated, with a pink bow and a similar color of collar," Andrew said as he switched on his laptop. He got pictures of how Patches looked like from the various pictures Mrs Paulina had posted online.