L Miraculous Novels & Stories

Mira lowly whispered but it was very clear enough to make Angel sigh and nodded. Mira smiled assuringly and went back to her serious mode. Her bloodshot eyes were an indication that she was mad earlier and they turned into a very deep mauve. Then she snapped her fingertips and something magical suddenly happened on the earthy ground. “What the-!” Luca panicked and immediately wrapped his arms around his mate and his family. The earthly ground suddenly crumbled but it seems to move beneath their feet like a wave within just a split second. ‘Did she do that?’ Upon those words echoed through Mira’s hearing, she turned to look over them, particularly at the person who speaks in his thoughts, Ang

Not having a thing to say, I kept quiet in my seat and ate calmly. "Hmmm." She nodded reluctantly and took a sip of wine. "So Mira..." She started but I was quick to cut in. "Mila!" I supplied, and she looked at me questioningly. "My name Ma. It's Mila." "Hmmm, I see." She noted, before she continued. "So Mira, what social class do you belong?" "What?!" I asked caught off guard. I clearly understood what she had asked but her question was...... so.... materialistic! Plus! the fact she had still called me 'Mira', considering my clarification had gotten me.

As if he said, ‘I told you’ look. Lilly smiled and bopped his nose. Make Finn look like a happy puppy. Then, Myrna told them why they couldn’t sense her mystic aura… "What do you mean that only the three of us can break the spell?" Declan asked her after she just finished her sentence. “Yes, Alpha. I recited a spell for Luna Lilly at that time to hide her aura. "The spell is so powerful that even mystical creatures or a witch would think she was a human. That's why Mira doesn't know who Luna Lilly really is." Myrna answered.

The only things that match exactly are the two machetes in leather scabbards hanging from their waists. Lights is the oldest male Miracle, born the day after Radar. His real name is Javier. He’s a slender guy of Mexican descent, just a couple inches taller than me, with olive skin and longish black hair he keeps cut short in the front to keep it out of his yellow-gold eyes. His eyes were dark brown until his Power appeared several years ago, when they turned golden. His Power, as his nickname suggests, is light. He can create balls of light with either hand, or shoot a beam of light from his eyes. As he’s gotten older, he’s learned to control the size and the brightness of the balls and beam

Miracle stormed into 5 Lilium, slamming the classroom door so hard it nearly came off its hinges. A surge of raw, untamed energy radiated from her, sending uneasy ripples through the air. Her icy gaze locked onto Melvin, and without a word, she marched straight to his desk, dragging him from his seat as if the ongoing history lesson—Mythical Beliefs: Then and Now—was nothing more than an afterthought. Maddie paused mid-sentence and adjusted the frameless specs on the bridge of his nose, clearly confused. But before he could speak a word, Miracle had already whisked Melvin out of the room.

I lifted my hand slowly and rubbed my chest, my fingers searching desperately for the familiar lines of the curse. There was nothing. No dark lines. No burning mark. No pain lurking beneath my skin. I blinked again. Once. Twice. Three times. Four. Still nothing. I have lived with this curse for decades! Of course, I knew the mark. I stood there, caught between shock and disbelief, my heart pounding so loudly I could hear it in my ears. “Alpha Lucian,” Mila said again, her voice steady but filled with awe. “The curse is gone.” Gone?

Ji'lahni, Mina, Lucky, Mylan, Lateri, and Ameliah: “Mina, that baby got you losing your damn mind, riding a fucking rainbow. So she like the dude on the Lucky Charms box now. I get we have seen some unbelievable shit these past few months, but a god damn rainbow rider, really?” Lynn said shaking her head. “She's not lying, I saw it myself.” Mylan said, looking more weak then she had before. She was barely able to get up, the older she got the longer it takes for her to recover. “Grandmother, could it have been some kind of reflection that made it look like she was gliding on a rainbow. What kind of supernatural glides on a rainbow? It's kinda far fetch if you asked me.” Lynn asked still not

Malachi said. He raised his glass before taking a long sip of wine. His eyes remained on Lucian as he drank, then closed as he savored the taste. The entire display was sensual and unnerving. “And you think Mira can help you?” “Mira,” he said, something eerie in the way he pronounced it, “is more capable than she realizes at changing the future. I have known this about her for a long time.” I couldn’t help but blush under his gaze as he talked about me. Was there some spell he was casting when he spoke?

He stretched out a hand and commanded loudly, “Give it to me!” He had schemed for this VIREXIN for so long, waited far too long! Mireille smiled calmly, took a few steps forward, and handed the box to Lucas. Overjoyed, Lucas snatched it eagerly, quickly opened it, revealing a smooth, glossy pill quietly resting inside. Lucas picked up the pill greedily and asked, “This is the VIREXIN?” Mireille smiled elegantly, “Yes, this is the legendary VIREXIN that can bring the dead back to life, worth a fortune. Grandpa, if you don’t believe me, you can have it tested right now.”

Rita The library’s towering shelves cast long shadows as Rita and Derek walked side by side, their conversation a careful dance of half-truths. "Mugwort enhances dream magic," Derek said, fingers trailing along a dusty spine. "But it’s the timing of the harvest that most witches overlook." Rita nodded absently. "Gogo always picks it under a waxing moon." "Smart woman." Derek shot her a sidelong glance. "You seem better today." "I am."