Mirabel Powers Encanto Novels & Stories

Presently, she was crying, and she walked to her grandmother for succor. “Grandma, kindly make my father to understand that I am not in a relationship,” she pleaded, and cried on the shoulder of the wrong person. She was not aware that the King was the only person on her side. Meanwhile, the powerful King Raphael Churchill VII was infested by her cry, and fought back the tears that were about to form in his eyes. Nevertheless, Grandma Phoebe startled Mirabel with her consolation, “Stop crying, my dear. You did not commit any crime. You are only in a relationship, and got engaged to a handsome young man today.”

Gregory held Willow's hand as they walked to the door together. Once outside, Willow threw his hand out of hers and began to run. She needed to get away from him. This was all some kind of misunderstanding. She is Willow Winter, the once famous miracle child, orphan girl that hustles her way through life. She did not need a hand out or a knight in shining armour. Marriage is a big step, Willow still believed in fairytales. She still thought about the love her parents shared. She was apart of a fairytale until fate took them away.

He warned again as he stepped into the restroom, a little feet away from us. His menacing voice is enough to scare anyone because of the aura it carried but Enrique wasn't fazed, rather, he didn't want to seem fazed for reasons best known to him. "You mean her??" He smirked and tightened his hold on my wrist, pushing his sharp finger into my skin. My face squeezed as the pain took over. I watched how Marcus’ eyes glimmer in the restroom's dim light, the silver was slowly taking over the green in them which means that... my eyes widened in realization; his wolf, Ragnar was taking over... it's going to be a bloodbath!

Jennie Waltz walked up to her with a bottle of water in her hand, she handed it to Mirabel who sat on the floor breathing heavily, she was okay but the impact of the scene she acted was still lingering. Mirabel immediately stood up and took the water, "Thank you Ma'am" she said with a bow. "What's your name, young lady?" Mirabel heard Mrs. Jennie ask her. "I'm... My name is Mirabel, Mirabel Jayden" Mirabel answered stammering. "Nice acting you've just displayed there, Ms. Mirabel" Mrs. Jennie said with a smile before she walked back to her seat. "Woah woah woah" a voice resounded through the room, the young man among the judges suddenly scream out in admiration as he stood up, sending waves

Jade and Lydia said respectively. "Today marks your tenth birthday and also a new stage in your respectively life. You will both be given a new power today and we all look forward to it," divine sister Mirabel said and they both smiled at her. "Thank you sister Mirabel," Jade said. "Thank you sister Mirabel," Lydia said. "You are welcome. That reminds me, Luna, why don't you go and ask the priestess for some herbs, we will need them to wash your feet and she will answer you on time because you are her favourite," Mirabel said.

I heard that it was among her abilities, too. According to the book, back in the day, Dayanara could tame even the wildest Vampire. And among the Vampires she tamed was Valentino, the previous king himself. “Mommy, do you want me to show you the magic Granny taught me?” Mira asked when she finally let go. “Sure. Mommy really needs magic right now.” Mira held my hands and closed her eyes. I bit my lower lip to stop myself from crying as new emotions emerged inside my heart.

Mirabel tiptoed back to the room and walked into the bedroom, she noticed that her best friend was still fast asleep so she went back into the kitchen, she carefully arranged the pancakes in a tray and added some jam, she went to the fridge and saw a orange juice, she served it in two glass cups and returned the rest to the fridge, she took her best friend’s tray in her hands and went back into the room. “Wakey wakey princess Cercei!!” Mirabel exclaimed as she stood in front of Cercei who was still fast asleep and didn’t even make a move talk more of waking up, Mirabel has a constant way of waking her best friend up whenever she is asleep, she says the same thing always and probably that’s w

Mirabella said softly, determination creeping into her tone, “if the prophecy is true. If my granddaughter will be the one to fulfill it.” The figure raised a delicate hand, gesturing slowly as if weaving through unseen strands of fate. Mirabella stepped forward, her heart pounding, and together they pressed their palms to the surface of the mirror that bridged their realities—this very mirror, now pulsating with dormant runes, holding secrets that could shatter worlds. As their hands connected, a jolt of energy flared between them, electric and alive. The mirror ignited with brilliance. And from its depths emerged a vision: a girl—dark curls falling wildly around her face—stood in a grove e

Miranda's point of view: “I am not a witch nor am I a werewolf. Maybe I am a human. Not so sure, but I am blessed with incredible powers." She broke in. She always knows my thoughts, does she read my mind? Is that part of her powers too? “Let's proceed with your transformation.... You will become a new person after this and no one will ever bully or make you shed tears again." She said and pointed at a small room covered with glass. “Go inside."

Elijah pouted and rubbed his arm, " Ouch, I'm sorry I couldn't differentiate them but from now I'm never going to make that mistake." " Good!" She flashed him a toothy smile and swiped on the iPad. " Now who's this? You better know who she is." She made a small fist. Elijah squinted and scratched, " Erm, is this Mirabel from Encanto." My jaw dropped, how did he know Mirabel? Encanto was a relatively new Disney cartoon, wow, I was impressed. She nodded and clapped her hands, " Good job, one good star for you." She placed a star-shaped waffle on his plate and he beamed, flashing his pearly whites.