Novel & Cerita Mirabel X Bruno

"What do I do now mother, I have lost it all?." She looked at me, and smiled, "You have me Mirabel. Now listen to me, you have two options — if you want peace? you drink the chemical and die, but if you want justice? Burn everyt hing they love. We strike back, forgiveness is not an option

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

“Do you really think that there’s a pure kind of love in this world? That’s just a fantasy, my dear. This is real life.” Camille’s expression turned stormy, as if dark clouds were gathering over her head. She opened her mouth as though prepared to make a retort, but no sound came out. She looked like she was having an intense conflict in her head, like she was thinking about either snapping at him or punching him in the face, both of which were tempting options for her. Unconsciously, Christian glanced at his wristwatch. His next meeting was approaching. Camille caught his gaze, and it seemed that she had the same thought in her head as well.

Behind me. Even though I was Elarian. Even though I nearly lost myself in that storm of power. They still called me The miracle Luna. And today… Today, they called me a bride. The moment I stepped outside, my breath caught. Everything had been arranged on the pack grounds. Gabriel had insisted on it being intimate—no foreign Alphas, no grand shows. Just our people. A circle of white flowers was draped around the clearing where the new trees had started to grow. A hand-built arch wrapped in blue and silver cloth, the colors of his house and mine—whatever mine even was anymore.

Coralis and Mirabel chugged their drinks and refilled their mugs. “To think you ended up family with Sebastian Larameer,” said Mirabel, bringing her mug to her lips to take a sip, “because you both took mates in the same human family.” “Well, it happened. Holy gods from above, we even have the same surname now when we’re among humans. Yeah, who would have believed that.” “One thing I believe is that flyball games won’t be the same without you and the three musketeers playing. Next flyball season will be dull.”

“I have a gift for you.” She raised her hand in protest. “I don’t need anything, thank you.” “You’ll love this,” I assured her, unlocking my phone and showing her a video. “I just received it. The majority of the pack alphas and lunas got it, too.” She took the phone automatically, but her expression changed as she watched. The footage came from the sports club, clearly showing Mirabel waiting for her, soubding every cruel word Mirabel said, and then Mirabel falling down the stairs, clearly without being pushed.

“Maybe he was tired from the pool.” Aunt Carla studied her for a moment, then sat on the couch and patted the spot next to her. “Come here, sweetie. You okay? You look a little flushed.” Mirabel hesitated but sat down, still wrapped in the towel, her big tits pressing against the fabric. After a few seconds of silence, she opened up, voice quiet and frustrated. “I like a boy… and he likes me back. I know he does. But he doesn’t want to make out with me. He keeps pulling away even though I can tell he wants it too. It makes me so angry… and horny.”

“He’s a master at creating magical moments. The kind that gets people talking for years. And I’ve already spoken to him. He’s very interested in helping you out.” Dante’s eyes lit up with enthusiasm. “That sounds incredible. When can we meet him then?” Mirabel placed a reassuring hand on his arm. “Soon. I’ll set up a meeting, and we can go over all the details. Trust me, Dante, this is going to be perfect.” Dante nodded, feeling a rush of excitement. “I can’t wait. Thanks, Mirabel. You always know how to make things special.” Mirabel’s smile widened, a flicker of something more cunning in her eyes. “That’s what baby sisters are for, right? You know I always got you.”

Mirabel had harbored secret feelings for Leo for a long time. Despite never getting close to him, she never gave up hope. She believed that as long as she stayed in the company, she would eventually get the chance to work with Leo and enact the passionate romance in real life that she could not achieve. But Leo's words shattered her hopes completely. Mirabel was consumed with anger and hatred, wishing she could see Sunny suffer a thousand deaths. She spent a large amount of money to hire someone to ruin Sunny after Leo and Sunny broke up—either by ruining her innocence or disfiguring her.