Novel & Cerita Christmas Miraculous

“Doesn’t helping people always feel worthwhile?” “And, lastly...” Molly paused. “Would you say that Christmas feels more possible than ever before?” “I don’t think I understand the question,” he said, frowning. “Yeah, it’s kinda hard to translate,” Molly agreed. She thought for a moment, and then snapped her fingers. “Okay, here’s a better way to ask it. Would you say that anything sort of magical has happened to you since you’ve been in town?” “Yes, something magical has happened to me since I’ve been in town.” Nicholas kept his gaze focused on Molly. “Because you happened to me, Molly Carmichael.”

She growled as she was back to her feet, almost in a flash. I saw fire balls erupt from my hands and she threw them at me. I instinctively dodged it and it hit the couch. But to my surprise, instead of the couch burning up in flames, the fire died down as soon as it hit the couch. I turned to Clara. She also looked surprised nothing happened as well. Mom Megan must have done something before she left. "Mila," she called. My eyes darted to her wriggling fingers. Her right hand became red. Clara began to walk up to me slowly and I began to trace my steps backwards.

Hello lovely readers, this is the Christmas special chapter which means you get to read it for free. Please note that this chapter isn't affiliated with the original book, it's just a work I put together specifically for Christmas. I hope you enjoy it though. Xoxo Merry Christmas "Christmas will always be as long as we stand heart to heart and hand in hand." ~Dr. Seuss

“You wish. Here does not feel like Christmas, so let us go shop for Christmas trees, flowers, and lots of roses.” “Put those clothes down. Let us go.” I was about to drag her out, but she stopped me. “We do not celebrate Christmas around here, Lisa.” Huh? What was she saying? I noticed that she was twisting her fingers. She only does that when nervous. Are they pagan? That explains it. “Here is the Silvercrest Dominion pack, the strongest of all packs. My father is the Alpha… we are werewolves, Lisa. It is high time I come out of my closet.”

The MC, Owen Wells, walked onto the stage and said, “Welcome to my handsome brother, Storm Saxon, and my gorgeous sister-in-law, Michaela Miller’s engagement banquet. I would like to invite Pastor John to the stage. Pastor John walked onto the stage, beaming to wait for Storm and Michaela. Then the DJ started playing Million Little Miracles by Elevation Worship and Maverick City. Storm took his wife’s hand, and then they walked into the venue and stood in front of Pastor John. Michaela’s eyes were brimming with tears. The song touched her heart deeply. She tried to count her miracles, but she failed. The Lord had opened the doors for her that no one could shut. Her heart was full of gratitud

the figure said, "you must appease us. Recite the Prayer of Soul Absolution, an ancient incantation known only to those who have merged with the spirit realm." Sua took a breath. She had indeed studied ancient texts in her previous life. A fragment of the Xiangzhong Incantation (a prayer in the spirit tongue used to soothe restless souls) was still etched in her memory. She closed her eyes. In that freezing air, Sua chanted the verses of the incantation line by line. "Spirit kin, illuminate your path. May your shadows return to the soil of origin. Let all grudges wash away in the flow of the wind. Return, return in peace."

What is happening to me? Why am I reacting to him like this? Why him, of all people? Why now, when I should still be grieving the mess my life just became? I curled my hands into my sleeves, staring at the flames like they had answers. One terrifying truth settled in the space between us: Whatever this strange, dangerous pull was… I could no longer pretend I didn’t feel it. And judging from the way he looked at me just now… he couldn’t either. Christmas was going to be a disaster.

In that moment, an unexpected situation occurred. Suddenly, a bright light radiated from Emily’s chest. Everyone in the room was taken aback, stunned into silence. Their mouths agape, eyes wide open, unable to believe what they were witnessing. The light was so strong and pure, creating a magical atmosphere that transformed the surroundings. Movement in the room seemed to freeze; time felt suspended. All attention turned to Emily, who stood as the center of the light. Mixed emotions filled the air—fear, hope, and wonder. This unexpected miracle brought a glimmer of hope amid the chaos.

As long as there was still life in her we still have hope. "Is there not anything you can do about this? Something to stop the blood or...?" Damon said in a squeaked voice, his eyes moving from Dr Ricardo to Precious and back to the doctor. "Hold on a minute, Miracle is back from London. He returned two nights ago and I believe he can help us out." Father suggested, his eyes shining brightly with his idea and his face beamed with a smile. "Wow, he's back. Let's call him in." Tiger said excitedly, and he rushed to the door when father stopped him.

“The survivor — as you had called it — is a woman, sire. But she wasn’t spared by the attack at all. She died, but the essence of life returned back to her. She lives again.” “Damnation!” shouted the third High Priest. He was Joash, the strict priest of the four, who had a shorter gray beard. He stood up and glared at Mikha’el, unable to accept his claim. “We are not fools to believe your words messenger!” “You don’t need to believe, Your Excellency. You just have to see, ” was Mikha’el’s effortless barb. This made the lofty priest silent. “The woman is the one people call the miracle child once, ” he explained further.