Magic Vs Miracle Novels & Stories

Rubby’s POV. I came back from the gym to meet my parents standing in front of the tv like they have seen a ghost. “Mom?” I walked closer and caught a glimpse of the screen. “Abj’s new CEO reveals her true identity. Mira Greg”. I cleaned my eyes to make sure I was seeing properly. Like a wind, it struck me. “I have waited for this,sister”. “What in Free city is this manipulation”. I yelled. “Mom, she is Mira”. I almost lost balance.

Only through the shift of invisible energy. She nodded and smiled. ‘That's how magic is. Invisible, present, and usable for some. It is a form of energy that you cannot see or touch, ‘he further explained. ‘Well, the latter is not entirely true,’ he corrected himself, ‘you can get pretty hit by magic. Literally and figuratively.’ Maddie laughed at that imagery. He could feel her relax again as he tuned in to her. ‘That's the longest story you've ever told in succession,’ said Maddie, and it sounded a little teasing.

“This is not witch-born.” Lightning split the sky above the ruins—not the crackling violet fury that had accompanied Dorian’s awakening years ago, but a clean, pale bolt that lingered too long, bathing the broken cathedral in sterile, unforgiving brilliance. The witches cowered. A third witch crawled forward on hands and knees, eyes glassy with terror. “Mira has fallen,” she whispered, voice breaking. “Her line has snapped. The magic we held through her… It’s gone.” Silence descended, thick as grave dirt.

I don't understand why she is nervous but it only matters that she is and I need to help her. “What do you mean?” Grace asked, just as confused as I am. Amelia's eyes shifted around the room. “Like…I don't know, never mind.” She shook the thought from her head. “No, princess. Go ahead and ask your question.” Logan muttered. She cleared her throat. “What are the risks?" She asked slightly more confidently. Grace displays a warm smile, some worry lifts off my shoulders as she seems to be trying to make Amelia feel safe. “Magica comes from the user, it can drain my energy but I come from a family of witches so my energy is more than someone who is just practicing.” Grace explained.

"But how were you able to see her? You don't have your magic" She paused for a second, "I really don't know" He pulled her closer to his chest. She buried her face in him, her eyes shut closed as the night's air grazed them, and as the Moon twinkled from it's abode, the ancestral rune on Davina's wrist sparked alive and something deep within her, a part of her she thought was long dead, a new magic was birthed again, something only a miracle child like CIRI could accomplish. THE END

"Name your price." "It isn't a price measured in coin this time," Mira said. She crossed toward me slowly, stopping close enough that I could feel the faint unnatural warmth that always radiated off her, the heat of someone who had been burning something internal for a very long time. "What I'd need from you for magic of this magnitude is something far more personal." Something in her tone made the hair on my arms stand up. "What do you mean?" Mira reached out and pressed two fingers against the center of my chest, directly over my heart, and I felt something move beneath her touch. Not pain exactly. More like pressure, like something small and vital shifting slightly out of place.

My shock turned to excitement when I realized that Sapphire could now protect herself with her newfound magic. “I don’t know what she’s doing but I believe that your magic cannot harm her now,” I said proudly. “You believe that your weak magic can defeat mine?” Mirabel said to Sapphire. Sapphire looked at Mirabella, determination etched on her tired face as she continued her incantation. The light that encircled her had grown intense and she didn’t seem scared at all. Her eyes burned with resolve. With a firm voice, she said, "My magic may be new, but it's fueled by love and protection."

she said with a smile. He placed his hand on her healthy baby bump and closed his eyes while he focused. I noticed that Macario’s magic was a very light white color instead of green like Bellamy’s. I was not certain if it was each Witch that had their own coloring or if it was the type of magic they had. I would ask him later because I was very curious about it now.

I was in the back most of the crowd so they were all looking back to me. I said and stated, “It wasn’t me” I even shook my head to intensify my disagreement. I was sure that it wasn’t me. I can control my power and I was sure I did not do that. “It was you! What the heck? That wasn’t funny” we all looked at the mirror magic and the voice magic. The mirror magic can let us see thing in bigger image and the voice magic is used so we can hear whoever is using that. The Exam Master’s magic is sound and mirror magic. He has two magic.

She said, turning to look at Maya. “Everyone here has magic, really magic and I only believe in science. I believe in something that I can prove. And suddenly out of nowhere here comes magic, something I can't explain. And I have seen it with my own eyes. I was not dreaming, I saw witch give you something to drink, curing you. And as much as I know, without surgery, your injuries couldn't heal, especially your spine, which I thought was damaged. But you are running and walking and speaking and awake………………” Mira lets out all of her frustration, finally. Maya only stood there, listening to her for once.