I Can Work A Miracle Novels & Stories

You're left so alone that you can't explain. You've got to dance like there's nobody watching, love like you'll never be hurt, sing like there's nobody listening, and live like it's Heaven on earth. Well, do I believe in that faint breath of a word that is called a miracle? It will take me some more convincing, but what has just happened is rather a good start. Is this hope? Is this faith? Yes, accept it.

“I'm so happy to see you, Mia. It's like my prayers have been answered today. This has to be my miracle.” He stepped closer.

Too busy to remember I’m a person, not a working bot. And yeah, it’s really working.

The rest are either gone, scattered, or I do not want to think about it right now. Don't think about it. Think about what happens next. Mira speaks first. "How bad is it?" she asks. Her voice is flat and direct, the way it always gets when she is deciding whether something is survivable. "The curse is gone," I say. "What it cost me to break it is still working itself out." "That's not what I asked." "I know." She waits. "I'm functional," I say. "Not at full strength. But functional." She nods once. Then she looks at me for a long moment. That look she has where she is not just seeing what is in front of her but running it through everything she knows about you and measuring it against everyt

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“All I’m saying is, what happened had already happened and there’s really nothing we can do about it. We can’t turn back time to change the outcome of the future but we can still change the future if we focus on the present.” I know that Elias is right. There is nothing more I can do about something that has happened in the past. But there is still something I can do for her right now. All I need is to find her. I stopped believing in miracles since the moment my parents died, but I started reaching out once again hoping for a miracle. I promise the moon goddess that I will never ever forget to praise her and even make one week of every year a holiday to celebrate her wisdom once she helps m

"While driving to work, I was able to schedule what I was going to do that very day. Work didn't feel like a chore. I organized and planned the things I needed to do, from a to z. Anyways, when I was at work, I rechecked the outputs I did prior, and I was surprised since despite all the hard work of editing, checking, and rechecking, I skipped and made several mistakes. And I managed to change them with creative corrections that could encourage my authors to work well. "Anyways, what I mean to say is that you shouldn't... I'm sorry that I think of dictating you what to do," she cut off what she was about to say, and he let out an amused chuckle, motioning her to keep ongoing. And she did. "I

Milli lied to herself and rubbed the tears that she refused to let fall out of her eyes. She eased herself down in a chair and stared at the gingerbread nativity on the desk. She tried not to think about what it meant every time the monitor beeped, as long as it stopped beeping, it was fine. It would be fine. For the rest of the week, ‘it’s fine’ became Milli’s mantra. Two words she lived and breathed by as her heart begged for healing for Charlie. She was a good person and had suffered enough. It was her turn to be blessed and it was Christmas, a time for miracles.

"Tell God to answer my prayers for me please," Because I do. I do believe in miracles. A tear escapes my eye and as if on queue, hands wrap around me, pulling me into their chest as I release everything.

As he helps her into it, Ella jumps up and takes the spot beside her sister, looking through the things Margie's left. As we get outside, Margie apologizes. "You’re fine young men and I’m sorry if I’ve upset y—." I raise a hand to silence her. “You’re certain that phrase works? To reset him and nothing else. It works?" Margie peers at me hard for a long minute. "'Only by the work of Grace can we be worthy of our Lord'. Memorize it. It works every single time. So you do believe me?"