Juleka Tiger Miraculous Novels & Stories

“I’ll tell you what. I’ll make a deal with you.” Lucifer raises an amused eyebrow. “A deal with the Devil? My, my. You really believe ole’ Julius can find the perpetrator don’t you?” I shrug. “I do.” Julius specializes in obtaining information and getting his hands on rare items for his friends. Luckily, he considers me a friend. Lucifer leans back in his chair and taps his fingers on the table. “Alright, my Queen, name your terms.” “If Julius finds out who is behind the attacks, I want you to take me dancing at a club.”

Long silver hair fell past her waist, she wore a white dress that bared her arms, with a high slit that went mid-thigh, gold jewelry adorned her ears, neck, and arms. She looked beyond empyreal. The rogues tried to run, but their attempt proved futile, and like magic, tornados circled each of them, bringing them up to the sky where they were held bound. Their screams and palpable fear made me joyful. "Jax?" I looked to the side. Zharn. "You're alive!" I said, full of glee. "As you are!" We embraced each other. "Your mate is powerful," he told me. "This is something like we have never seen before."

Daisy told him with a sense of authority. "You can't tell me that, Mila." The man, Sage, told Daisy. "So her name isn't Daisy but Mila?" I thought again as I watched the scene unfold. "Uncle Sage, this is her world. Don't cause any trouble here. I've been quiet enough since you started causing those troubles of quakes." Daisy said. "What? Do you mean he is behind all those natural disasters?" I asked no one in particular. "So they were not natural disasters all long." I said.

Samoa asked. “A Mythic Level Magical Beast. And one that could easily crush Giant Black Mambas” Frowning Tiger was the one to answer. Village Head Fan furrowed his brows, seemingly reaching the same conclusion. As for the elders, Joe’s father seemed much brighter than his son. He looked enlightened even before Frowning Tiger gave the answer. The other elders quickly caught on.

Like a star looking down, unable to do anything but watch. My belly swooped. ‘You were really gone? For good?’ ‘If the Moon Goddess hadn’t put me back, I wasn’t coming back.’ ‘It was really her?’ I breathed. ‘The Moon Goddess herself intervened to give you back to me?’ ‘She did.’ Tiger’s eyes lit up, burning an even brighter gold than before. They reflected back to me off every tree trunk we passed, as if she had two lamps beaming out of her face. ‘Marcella should never have ripped us apart. She was righting a wrong.’

"You're a full blooded Alpha, even on your mother's side. Even your parents knew you weren't normal. They told Connor you weren't normal, and they even understood the circumstances of your mating. I'll get back to that in a moment, but moving on. In the journal Hunter gave you, his grandmother was only ever able to heal herself. You not only healed your mother, but reversed a curse that even a witch said was impossible to remove. Plus, look at your hair. You said that, and I quote, "No other Tigress has had hair this white." Now explain that, along with the unnatural change in its color. In one day, it went from blonde that looked brown when wet to, never could be mistaken for brown, even if

Juicy had swept inside kicking off her flip flops, flicking on the light switch and almost running to, what he assumed, was the bathroom. "I'll be right out Troy. WHEW! I really gotta go! Make yourself at home!" She had a lot of animal print in her apartment. There was a faux zebra print rug in front of a black fur love-seat which was opposite a red plush chair and ottoman. Her home was spotless. Prints of African American scenes covered her walls. There was a bushman spearing a tiger, a momma holding a baby with corkscrewed dredlocks, a man's form folded artfully against a woman's.