L Miraculous Novels & Stories

Aila Coraline "For goodness’ sake, hit the target, Coraline!" Anastasia shouted in frustration after I missed the target for the fifth time. I couldn’t focus. My mind kept drifting back to the strange dream I had last night. It felt too real, like I had truly died and been brought back to life, resurrected somehow. It left me unsettled. "Sorry, okay? I just don’t feel well," I mumbled in defense. She rolled her eyes in exasperation. "Excuses! The competition is in a week, and you’re still shooting like a decaying archer!"

“You saw them! Half the ward chanting her name, the priests tripping over their own tongues. That was a victory if I’ve ever seen one.” “It was a spark,” Lucian said, his voice even but edged. He sat across from Saraphina, blade laid flat on the table, fingertips resting against the steel. “But sparks draw wind. And Malrec will answer.” Mirielle dropped a bundle of parchment on the table — copies of the ledger, smudged ink still drying. “He will try to crush us, yes. But you saw it with your own eyes. The people believed. They carried those names like scripture.”

Luna began as Mirai gasped. “What? Then, what are you?” Mirai asked while creasing her forehead. “The world I came from is called Moondrous World. The Gods and goddesses blessed all the beings with unique abilities. There are fire users, wind users, earth users, water users, mind reading, telepathy, teleportation, copying, metal, sound, and many more.” Luna explained and showed Mirai what she could do. She let out a small fire in her palm. “Wow! It’s a fire!” Mirai blurted out in amazement as her eyes twinkled.

​And then, without any warning, the host of the evening stepped back up to the microphone and called her name out loud to the entire room. ​"And now, ladies and gentlemen, we are deeply honored to have a very special guest with us tonight. She is a woman who honestly needs no introduction, but I am going to give her one anyway. Please welcome Thalassa Miravel, also known to millions as the author Lyra St. James, and known to the medical community as the Miracle Doctor. Please, come up to the stage and say a few words to our guests."

he threatened to hit me. “Please’ I begged for my life. “I am not playing any games and I didn’t cheat on you. Please” I sobbed out my eyes. His mistress laughed, “cheat? Do you even think any man would find you attractive enough to lie with you? Even the bumps wouldn’t. Sugar, I don’t know why you still fuck her, I am here for you” she held her breasts seductively. Gerald ignored her and fixed all his attention to me. “Mira, you are dumb. Too dumb for somebody with a degree. Why the hell should I believe this thing in you is mine? The pills Mira! They are for what?” he yelled.

This an opportunity to lay his foundation in his old world, not only those flicks of lights have teleportation property but a kind of space and time abilities mixt with it, its fascinating to think that he can establish his rouling domain in the world of the past under every one of those wanna be noses while using their superstitions against them as a starting point. ‘Only if I can control this ability to follow wherever and whenever my desire wish to go, but alas …. sigh!!’. Slightly frustrated by his shortcoming,he divided some of his aura that was mixed with his will and make it enter these shiny thinks that are like fireflies hovering around him that were and still two creature that can

Elroy included, bereft of the situation and lost in thoughts. "I know," Mira was still lost. "A Succilin just transformed to a dark soul with abilities of a summoner." Lukas stated the obvious. "I know," Mira shut him up, "let me think." "Wow, so the rumors are true, you did lose your memories," the Succilin continued. "Don't listen to her El, something is wrong," Mira advised. "Why?" The Succilin appeared before Mira in the twinkle of an eye.

I tried hard to get free from it. On the contrary, the second contract I am going to sign is the most sought after thing in my life. I was dreaming about this day for quite a good time. I am the happiest soul to sign this contract. What would be better than marrying the love of your life? It's rare, extremely rare to find someone who could put up same energy who could love you with heart and soul. Finding love in exchange for love is rare. But I find myself lucky that I am blessed with it. My blessing in disguise. Mine Mr Dark.

Beads of sweat run down his forehead, and he’s turned pale. “When they were talking in the courtyard…” He licks his lips. “I heard something I didn’t understand then, but I do now.” “What? What is it?” And does he seriously think we have time to stop and have a conversation right now? The new wave of Silver Hunters is probably already in the main building. They’ll reach the pool house in no time at all, and I don’t have what it takes to defeat that many of them. “It’s an old relic.” Alec grabs my shoulder. “It’s all powerful. If they get their hands on it, nothing can stop them. I thought… I thought it was just a legend, that it wasn’t real.”

Lira raised her palm, and the air shimmered—a wave of warped light smashing into the attackers, folding them into illusions they couldn’t break free from. However, Mira couldn’t stop shaking. Her hands glowed with runes she didn’t recognize. Her heart beat so loudly, it made her dizzy. “I don’t know how to stop it,” she whispered. “You don’t.” Lira held firm. “You ride it. Let it become what it needs to.” More came—five, six, ten hunters.