Miracle Creek: A Novel Novels & Stories

I'm pure muscle I tell you. "Water, Helen, water!" my father shouts as my mother tosses a bowl of water onto the stove. The fire immediately disperses into hot steam. We all just sort of stand staring and frozen, catching our breaths. It's not really like this is an odd scene, just exhausting. In the Miracle household, this is your typical morning. "Hey, what's going–" Maggie, my eight-year-old little sister, walks into the kitchen and then immediately gags, "It smells like a dead body!"

I was not the Crimson Priestess and even though I wasn’t sure what that entirely meant to me or the pack itself I would not allow Melina to tarnish that. I started looking at Rogan’s computer and the few books it seemed he had read to get information about who I might be. The idea of him looking at all of these items made me feel good that he cared that much. I picked up the first book which was written by a fellow wolf as it had far too many details about where wolves might be located at. I followed the geographics of the writing and realize that the Cresent Moon Pack couldn't be further than a few days away from us if traveling by wolf. That made the idea of an attack now hard to believe.

I pushed him away and tried to kick his groin, but the second bandit seized my legs and pressed it steady against the soil. “No! No! Don’t do this!” Tears filled my vision then. My blood ran cold. I looked up into the sky, slightly covered by the leaves, and prayed mentally for a miracle. Any kind of miracle was welcomed now. *** A/N: I apologize for the lateness of my update, my dear readers. I got a flu 2 weeks ago and thought it was Covid, so I had to isolate myself from my family and rest. After my flu, I had an eye infection. I am still recuperating now and slowly catching up with my work. Thank you for your patience and your support. I am happy to say that this book won third place in

Suddenly, demonic laughter echoed from the upstairs balcony. Faith turned, eyes wide. “What was that?” “Faith—behind me,” Scott ordered. “Now!” “I’d listen to him if I were you,” Trish said, already moving. “Where’s the mirror?” Faith asked. “Over there.” Trish approached it cautiously. The mirror’s surface rippled with violent movement. The ancient murals carved into its frame were fighting each other, clawing and stabbing like imprisoned souls battling for dominance. Trish clutched her worry beads, wound around the crucifix in her left hand. From her coat pocket, she pulled a battered silver hip flask—holy water.

Mirabella rolled her eyes and stretched her legs. Okay, I just want to be sure." She opened it and in there was a novel titled purple hibiscus. "Wow! Wow! wow!" She exclaimed, ecstasy written all over her face. " Purple hibiscus, I have been dying to read this book. How does he even know I like this book?" Michal expected an answer from Mirabella but none came forth, she looked at her and gave a suspicious look. " You!" She shouted and stared at her sister intently.

She never liked his mattress. As much as she wanted that hot bath, however, she needed some coffee first after the third shift she pulled last night. Nothing happened in Draven Falls to keep her awake during the darkest of night, at least, nothing she could report to the sheriff. Walking into the kitchen, she found herself wondering about her next position as deputy in Bull Creek. Did the sheriff there know about the paranormals in his communities? If he did, Lainie wondered how he kept the laws of the supernatural and the laws of the humans separate? She reached up into the cabinet and pulled out a ceramic mug, recognizing the Everest Paper logo on the outside. Shaking her head, she set the

I found my mate I will not leave her; we took off. We were walking for hours; the weather was hot it feels like we are going to pass out if we don’t get any water. It seems like the moon goddess had answer our prayers. There was a stream ahead, Mileena walked ahead of us, and she was about to get a drink of water when we heard a snap of a swig that alerted us. Sapphire told Mileena to hide, I was confused and needed to know why.

Its peaceful in this place, and I love it here. Suddenly the sound of the waterfall becomes louder and louder. It transformed to the sound of a shower running. Confusion fills my head, and I don’t like the fact that I am having to leave this peaceful place. Slowly my eyes adjust to my surroundings. I see the dirty peeling paint on the ceiling, and it takes me a few minutes to realize that I’m back in the hotel room with Mark. I lay in bed naked and covered in sweat. I move and immediately shrike back with pain. My body hurts and I feel like shit. The taste in my mouth is a mix of alcohol and dick and it makes my stomach turn. Mark was now in the shower washing off after having his fun with m

The elders exchanged uneasy glances, unsure of what to make of the scandal unfolding before them. "Who says I'm without proof?" I smirked, pulling out a digital recorder. "Here's the juicy bit of Derick and Jasmine's midnight rendezvous from last night. While they played me for a fool, the kid they thought was mine was burning up with fever all alone in his bed!"

Emiliana “Otra vez!” (Again!) Vinnie shouted at me. The magazine unclipped effortlessly, slipping into my palm in a gentle motion. The whole movement was smooth, flowing like the gun was another body part. Dropping the empty magazine, I collected the one beside it and slid it back in. Aim. Breathe. Fire. It was my new mantra and I followed it to the tee. It was exhilarating and freed me from the fear that clung onto my thoughts.