روايات وقصص ضمن Chameleon Miraculous

The Red Moon day arrived but this time my family, the creature of full moon weren't happy. The occasion of Red Moon day came in every 3 years and that time when the moon shine upon us we all feel powerful than ever. Every wolf life depend upon it's pack and tribe so that particular day when the moon was at its peak every wolf unconsciously shape-shifts to their natural worm because wolf are most powerful at its animal form. Its been our ritual for so long, the tribe gather up together to feel enlightened, more powered and stronger.

Laughter echoed everywhere, and for one day, everyone forgot their worries. Cleo saw the festival as her chance for payback. She wouldn't use a spell to hurt Mira's body—that would be too quick and clean. No, Cleo wanted to break Mira's pride, make her beg and act like a wild animal in front of the whole town. In her cottage the night before, Cleo brewed a special potion. She ground up dried roots from the forest, added petals from a forbidden flower, and mixed in a few drops of her own bitter tears. The liquid turned a deep purple, glowing faintly in the candlelight. She poured it into a small glass bottle and sealed it with wax. As she worked, she whispered the curse words over and over: '

Some of those supplies are nearly impossible to get without the right connections; I don’t have them right now. I sighed in relief when I found my hunter kit was still intact. “Let’s see what I will need?” I pondered, searching through my supplies. “Blue flame candle and holy oil for purification. Blood… well, she has some in the fridge, and I only need two drops. And chameleon bones. And then I need an object I can wear to enchant.” I sighed, setting everything I needed aside.

Lorkan shrugged. "You know I don't like reptiles and yet you still gave me one. You didn't even bother putting it in a cage! You just put it above my book and I didn't notice it." Ayla's face grimaced. "I can still remember the feeling of touching it." I grinned while looking at her. She really looks traumatized from that experience. "Duh! Because a chameleon can change its color. It can camouflage," Landon argued like it was the simplest thing to say.

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

Michael thought as much as he wants to go back haunting them is not the way to do it. "No dipshit YOUR body is dead your soul is still in between. Il just put you in a new body. Think of it as old sim card for a new mobile. Same contacts but new features. Your soul is the sim incase you didn't get that" Donn replied smartly. Michael thought to himself quietly before replying "what's the catch?" "Three years. You have three years to take your revenge then you will work for me.youll have to do a few things in-between but not much"

She said wild eyed. I chuckled. “No,” I helped her get up. “Guys, look.” Sil pointed at the wall where the black hole first appeared. A ring formed in the wall, a crowded street was on the other side, as if it was some sort of wormhole or something. No one seemed to be paying us any attention. “The Ackbeth.” Luna said with a smile playing on her lips. The place looked like a normal market. Vendors here and there shouting out what they have. Shoppers with extremely big bags on both their arms.

Wide eyes all around watched her with curiosity, fear and wonder. "You're not a prince," she said feeling the cloak fall from her shoulders as she took another step forward. "Your a monster," she announced, just then a loud thunder boomed through the air and the lights went out. The screams of the party goers went silent. A purple light suddenly appeared, emitting from a pendant, that illuminated the face of breathtaking woman. Her eyes were like hot gold burning with fire. Her skin dark and smooth with freckles of silver. Her hair long and flowing, a sentinel being...alive.

She is exhausted and I look at them appreciating my SECOND CHANCE in life. THE END

Mira climbed the stairs to the third floor, she sniffed her clothes and grimaced at the thick smell of smoke before knocking. The door swung open after a few minutes of knocking and Chloe stood there in oversized sweatpants and a cartoon t-shirt, her hair a mess, and her eyes half-closed. "You look like shit," Chloe said, giving her a quick once over. “And smell like a shit…I didn't think your suicidal self will try to set yourself on fire.” Mira nodded “Yeah, I did a lineage test online and saw that I might be a, or related to a hellhound, thought I might confirm.”