Miracle Creek: A Novel Novels & Stories

Instead of the electric blue eyes, it was the red-blood eyes. Mira entered the cave and disappeared into the darkness. Cohen quietly followed her as he was intrigued by what she was doing in the cave. He kept going deeper until he heard a deep growl coming ahead of him. There was an opening at the ceiling of the cave, just big enough to shine some sunlight into the place. There was a small waterfall flowing from the ceiling and created a small creek inside the cave’s chamber. Cohen spotted Mira curling on the ground as if she was hurt.

He was astonished. Suddenly, the fire inside Miracle's body made it to the surface and the flames covered her body. The sunlight was fading. Miracle ran towards the remaining sunlight and leaped into it. The fire turned out to be outrageous havoc. Miracle was nowhere to be seen because Noah started howling. The sun was almost down and the moon was beautiful in the night sky. There were no stars. Just a full moon. Miracle was trapped in the sky scrapping flames of fires. The brown fur of hers was rejuvenated. She was on fire. But the fire didn’t burn her. I was silent in her mind. My wolf did something unique.

…… Haven Creek – The Next Day The town was quiet. Almost too quiet. Like it knew we were coming. We found Dr. Creed living in a small cabin on the outskirts, surrounded by woods and isolation. She didn’t act surprised when we knocked. “I wondered how long it would take,” she said, stepping aside. Inside, the house smelled like cedar and mint tea. Photos of children lined the mantel—none of them recent. Naomi didn’t waste time. “Where’s the second Miranda?” Dr. Creed’s face tightened. “I don’t know.”

"I don't need to know how it happened anymore. I don't need Miller to explain the mechanics of a miracle. I only care that it is." A profound stillness settled over Daniel’s rugged features. The old, lingering shadows, the residual paranoia of a man hunted by his past and terrified of his own shadow dissolved completely, replaced by a deep, immovable peace. Daniel leaned forward, pressing his forehead gently against Lukas’s, closing his eyes as if drinking in the reality of the words. "A miracle," Daniel echoed, tasting the word as if it were entirely foreign to a tongue accustomed only to grit, blood, and survival. He let out a low, ragged breath that sounded dangerously close to a laugh. "

But if I spoke -if I betrayed the Hollow - Mira would never forgive me. By the time I reached my bedroll, dawn was starting to break — thin, cold light creeping into the cavern. Mira lay sleeping nearby, her face calm, peaceful. She looked like the sister I’d grown up with. I wanted to shake her awake, to beg her to stop. But I didn’t. Instead, I sat beside her and whispered to the dark, “Please, don’t make me choose between you and what’s right.” The wind outside shifted, carrying the faint cry of distant crows. Somewhere beyond those cliffs, the people of North Creek woke to another peaceful morning — unaware that the storm was already coming for them. And I didn’t know yet whether I could

Artemis pov The night was filled with tension, the type that embedded deep into the bones and refused to ever let go. Rain falls against the tall windows of the Creek's mansion, and somewhere in the distance, thunder rumbled fiercely like a warning. But here, inside, in the heart of Aiden Creek’s empire, the true storm manifests. Hera’s words still echoed deeply in my head. "I am pregnant. And the child is yours."

The trees are dancing with the air, and the stiff cliff that would probably lead to the forest if you fall and it’s just beautiful. I open my window to feel the air on my hair and I smile as I put my hand on the door while the other driving, my phone suddenly created a sound when I received a message that made me pick it up… and I feel like my world crash when I read the message… “Congratulation, Ma’am Ana. You’re pregnant.” I gulp and focus on the road before opening the other message from James. “I found the identity of the culprit… it’s Luke’s mom.” and my world clash more after reading that… this is a big blow and I have so many questions and thoughts in mind but something caught my att

before leaving. She watched him leave before sitting up frumpily. She had nothing to do. If she didn't know any better, she would have said that Faceless voice had given up on them. Going to her bag, she picked out the journal of Lake Creek and settled by the window to re-read it. Upon getting to the last page, she was about to shut the book when suddenly, the page began to glow. Eleanor bolted off the chair and retreated to a distance to watch. The page glowed and slowly, she began to see scrapings of something. Looking left and right for some form of a threat, she moved closer and found... No way... There were words! It must have been written by some invisible ink or something. Invisible i

POV - GIOVANNI CARSON three weeks later I tapped my cigarette on the table as I gazed out the window, Blood dripped down my face with my ribs burning and the lit cigarette in my hand. I was covered in fresh warm blood. It's not mine , it's for that fucking dead bastard who owed me ten fucking grand along with 20-balls of coke. It's warm outside, the sun is bright and there isn't a sight of clouds. Birds chirped, the wind blowing causing the large trees to dance with the wind.

The sun rose bloody over the hills. Mira crouched near a shallow creek, rinsing the blood from her hands. Her reflection in the water shimmered, unfamiliar. Her face was the same, but her eyes, no longer hollow. Now, they burned. Behind her, Grey kept watch as Liam helped their father settle against a tree trunk. The man looked barely conscious, but alive. Mira couldn’t stop glancing at him, torn between relief and dread. “You did it,” Liam murmured. “You broke the chains.”