I Can Work A Miracle Novels & Stories

He shares. “Why didn’t you tell me this before?” I demand, feeling suddenly indignant. “Because I don’t believe in selling my patients miracles.” He replies stiffly. “And that’s what we’re talking about here. It would take a miracle to cure you.” “I’ve seen miracles happen.” I announce coolly, thinking of Paisley’s repeated surgeries, and Jane’s return from the dead. “Maybe if more people believed in them we wouldn’t be so quick to give up on things.”

he said and that was when I did something that if it doesn't work then I'll be dead in a second. Follow me on i*******m for updates @pere_theheartbroken_poet

"At other times we appear strong when we are needed by another person.” “Like a superhero?” Mirabel asked, sitting up slightly. I smiled. "Just like a superhero." They settled more comfortably into their blankets and were satisfied with the answer. And I lingered at their doorway much longer than. Because in a certain way, you do not always need a cape and a dramatic speech and a miracle that can be exhibited in the sky. There are cases when the miracle is silent. A single step. A stumble caught in strong arms. A whispered "surprise" and the sound of laughter filled the corners of a home that once felt too quiet.

" But how? How can I help out when I am as helpless as ever? " " You've got all you need... You just need to unveil the real you... " " But how? How? " I inquired desperately. " Surrender. " " Complete surrender. " " To whom? " " The Lord. " " But I am already a devoted Christain and I have surrendered my life to the Lord. " " Not your will... " " Meaning? " " Surrender completely to the Lord, Mia... " " Only then can there be a miracle... Surrender. Give the Lord the space to work through you. "

I think. Can it work?

I say, Benji nods “yes, miracles are real” he agrees…

"We'll wait until the tool is fixed. In the meantime, we'll prepare the sword. This ritual will happen—one way or another." ..... Kiara P.O.V I sat on the bed, my mind a whirlwind of confusion and awe. Magic is real. I couldn't shake the thought. If magic existed, then everything I once thought was fantasy—monsters, creatures, powers—could also be real. The sheer magnitude of it was overwhelming, and my brain struggled to keep up with the rapid pace of everything I was learning. My thoughts flickered from one question to another, but none of them seemed to make any sense.

Signing a reminder, his face mulled over, then a jolt. "Because you give me a reason to turn over a new leaf." I glanced at his profile, surprised by the word he happened to mutter, the eeriness deeper and the forest blowing hot at the sound of it. Could that mean a miracle that the goddess had unfolded and was here feeding on me? ***

Please…please… If there's a miracle and I’d have one chance, I want the miracle to happen to me now. “Please…” I whispered as tears continued rolling down my face. “Let me… Let me l-live…”

"Beat this lunatic to death! Strip him! I'll film it and post it online so everyone can see what an impotent man looks like!" Before I knew it, my shirt was torn open. Buttons flew in every direction, and my belt was wrenched from my waist. I struggled desperately, but their strength overwhelmed me. In the end, I was pinned to the ground. Andrew grinned cruelly, grabbed my jaw, and spat in my face. "Nothing's working down there, is it? Let's just cut it off and be done with it." I looked up at Monica, hoping she'd help. To my horror, she had her phone out, recording me with delight.