Kagami Miraculous Novels & Stories

“Ketsukagami.” The floating blood responded instantly. The ribbons coalesced, flattening and expanding into a perfect circular mirror—shimmering, liquid-red, reflective surface hovering in the air before her. It solidified just enough to hold its shape while still rippling like mercury, every movement sending faint waves across its surface. Celeste stared into the blood mirror. “Show me the Swarm,” she whispered. “The attack today. Isolated or prelude?” The mirror’s surface swirled, colors shifting from deep crimson to smoky black. Images formed with perfect clarity.

“Precisely. Healer Stagnum is a sacred healing pool. Its healing abilities are activated by magical powers which Prince Hikari has—” “Hikari has magic too?” I asked. “It’s complicated. Prince Hikari can use magic through his Kazumi skills, so to be accurate, his Kazumi skills help him manifest magic. If he hadn’t learned the traditional Kazumi skills, he wouldn’t be able to use magic. But overall you can say he has magic too,” Zahir said. “So, what is the problem here?” I asked. “Why is reluctant to help Zeve?” “Healer Stagnum’s water mustn’t touch anything materialistic. In simple words, if prince Hikari needs to help luna — they will have to enter the pool without clothes, accessories othe

Inside me there was a mixture of respect, excitement and fear for the immense god of the waters. When I came out of the sea, it felt like I had expelled an immense amount of water, stagnant and rotten, from inside my lungs. It was like breathing again. I grabbed my clothes and walked to the car. I went to my house, a refuge where I projected all my happiness. I took a shower and threw myself on the bed. I dreamed about Manuela. She entered the room and walked slowly to our bed. He climbed on top of me, sitting on my lap. I opened my eyes and saw her smiling. Multicolored butterflies swirled all over her body as sunlight flooded the room. A bright light spread through the room and she silentl

You're that girl I see in posters that owns DCC. Me: That would be me. Riele Downs Mall guy: When I saw you in those posters I knew you were beautiful but seeing you up-close, you were hot and sexy as hell. 'Wow, he thinks I'm sexy' I thought excitedly. Me: Awwn thank you. I never got to know your name though. Mall guy: You're welcome. My name is Jayden Winters

“ Hypno zone: infinite cube!” A cube the size of a football field materialised around them. “That’s more like it.” Míriel grinned, a green flame covering her hands. “Show me!” Azea raised her hands. “Infinite cube: Copy!” hundreds of Míriels appeared rushing at her. “Interesting. A domain” You mimicked my current form and made more to attack me.” Míriel raised her hand. “Then, how about this?” “Demon flame art: Purga!”

My body melted and sank to the bottom of the lake. ‘I’ll meet you, Mom.’ It’s all getting dark. My body seems numb. Is it called ‘death’? “Ara.” ‘This voice….’ I opened my eyes. Dark. ‘Where am I?’ A beam of light emerged from that end. I ran towards the light. My mother’s voice is getting clearer. My eyes greeted with an amazingly beautiful place. The flower garden is so vast with a waterfall behind it. It is not the running water but the milk river. My shoulders tremble when I see a woman with a black hair smiling at me. My eyes are heating up.

“If you want to save yourself, and your brother, who, I believe, will be heartbroken at your lame choice, why don't you come to me. I'll give you money, a future where you never get to lack and your brother doesn't have to sneak into my club to be a male stripper at his age.” I instantly let out a shocked gasp at his words. “You're shocked, huh? Now, do you understand you're not the only one having a hard time.” “Who are you?” I asked, curiously. “My name is Kylo, Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack.” Instantly, I covered my mouth with my hands in shock. “Will you work for me and get everything I promised, or would you rather prefer taking your life?” “I… I would work for you. But what kind of work

“Sister Marguerite, hear my call. I summon you with a heart full of light and love. I request your spirit’s voice through the ether. Let it be.” The incantation doesn’t rhyme like Delilah’s spells, making the verse sound uncomfortable. When Lady Camille moves her hands apart, a soft blue transparent light appears on the table. She looks down at it lovingly as it seems to solidify into a half a bubble sticking out of the solid wood. “Lady Camille? Can you hear me?” A woman’s high-pitched voice comes through. She sounds unsure of her English. “I'm here, Sister Marguerite. We need your help. Iokaste has prophesied her own death.” Lady Camille says.

Kamura looked pitifully at Loja, hoping that his master would be able to heal his leg with his powers— or he would be crippled for life. Loja smiled. He raised a hand, which glowed golden as a surge of spiritual energy spread out in the air. Kamura was overjoyed. Sure enough, his master had a plan. Loja waved a hand, and a pillar of golden light shone down on Kamura's face. The next second, however, Kamura cried out in agony as he turned to ashes completely. Even as he drew his last breath, he had never expected to be killed by his own master.

As soon as my hand touched one, I yawned loudly. ‘Mira, I don’t know if I should say Kaira. It’s been a year and I still miss you. Nobody bakes cookies and bread the way you do. I miss having you around. I don’t know how long I can hold on here without you. Don’t push me, you are testing me. You are who I want, I love you. I can’t believe I am writing this at 3 am. Kaira, don’t stay too long, I might lose it ‘.