Miracle Creek: A Novel Novels & Stories

Life was made of little miracles and surprises thrown in for good measure. Yes, this wasn’t much of a surprise. I mean, I’ve always known I would leave Jumoke’s house, but I could never had imagined that it would come so fast. It was so strange. I really never lasted for a long time in a place. Could it be that there was something wrong with me? A tear dropped from my eyes and I wiped it off hastily

How could I forget the man who gave me a new life and a home? “Kaira?” He smiled coldly opening the door. It was a motel at the end of the city. “Mira. Felix cut the crab”. I took a seat. He raised a brow and looked at me with surprise. “You didn’t lose your memory? What’s going on here?” He sat down waiting for an explanation. “Let’s say, I remember you. What are you doing in Free city?” I asked him. Felix looked at me and nodded sideways. “Mira, you know what I am doing here. I am here for you. I told you I don’t want to wait”. In his eyes, I saw need and desperation.

Then the light exploded. --- When the brilliance faded, Mira was kneeling alone in the crater where the spire had stood. The glass plains were gone, replaced by green fields, fresh and living. The world had changed—calmer, steadier. It was breathing normally again. Adrian rushed to her side. “You’re alive.” She looked up at him, tears bright but peaceful. “We are,” she whispered. Above them, the sky shimmered once—like a satisfied sigh. --- End of Chapter 14 – The Heartlands

I know about all this because I asked Mildred. I waited for the fighters to get ready. With Mildred's help, I was able to sneak in without being detected. I secretly entered the circle; I knew that I couldn't be sent back if I did that. I turned to see a fuming Nicholas, a surprised Alpha Leo, an irritated Austin, and a murmuring crowd. Nick was giving me the death stare. I ignored him. "I, Mira Constance, a former slave and now a wolf from the Crescent Pack, wish to partake in this contest. I challenge him," I said, turning immediately to point at a bulky fighter.

She held his eyes even as her orgasm built and intensified, wanting to see all of him in this moment, knowing that Shane was open and vulnerable in a way that he may never be again. When they came together, their bodies convulsing and shaking, Mirrie sobbing his name, Mac realized that he'd just touched a tiny piece of heaven. She was every single good, pure thing in his life, and he knew now that if she wasn't in his arms, in his heart, then he'd lose more than love. He'd lose his faith that any good, pure thing could ever come into his life. He'd never believe in anything, not ever again. ****

[Sixteen years ago, in the city of Lenford…] - A single petal floated in front of his eyes. It was a cherry blossom petal, one that signaled the beginning of the tree’s full bloom in spring. It was the first thing Michael McGregor saw before a girl about his age suddenly walked up to him, her hand tightly gripping the strap of her shoulder bag.

I did not say anything during the entire thing and just watched her quietly as she put on her show. I wanted to know just how sincere she was during our seven years of friendship. By the looks of it, I was too naive and mistook this venomous viper for a harmless pet. That was why I ended up dying so tragically in the previous cycle. “That’s fine. If you can’t help me, someone else will.” I did not stop smiling and dialed a number. The moment the call went through, the person on the other end asked anxiously, “Miss Nelson, have you managed to contact Joy?”

“To the salt plains. To the forgotten coast. There are other villages... other silences.” Mira places her hand on his shoulder. “You were born in fire and shaped by ash. But you chose remembrance. That’s the only kind of magic that matters.” He bows. And is gone by sunrise. --- Weeks pass. The river continues to run, wide and clear. The land heals. The Whisperless do not return. And the sky no longer listens for screams. Mira begins writing again — not spells, not curses. Just stories. Each page a memory. Each chapter a seal.

Blinked at her with eyes that were suddenly wide and bright and completely clear. Then it flew. Gone before she could breathe again. She stood at her open window with her hands still warm and the empty sky in front of her and felt the ground shift slightly under everything she thought she knew about herself. She looked down at her hands. Turned them over. Normal. Completely normal. No glow. No mark. Nothing that explained what had just moved through her like something ancient and patient that had been waiting a very long time for her to stop pretending it was not there.

Her uncles placed her onto the ground as she stared gormlessly, not sure what she was seeing. “Ready?” Darkous laughed as he moved towards the black hole, dragging the princess along with him. Elika panicked further as darkness surrounded her; the sudden feeling of falling polluting her senses. Light suddenly burst into Elika’s sight as they emerged from the other side of the black hole, the darkness dissipating as quickly as it had arrived. Elika was shocked by the realization that she was no longer in the heaven dimension as her uncle released his hold on her. She gasped when she saw the burning bodies of those who were damned, their bodies locked into the stone walls as far as the eye cou