Miracle Cutie Novels & Stories

Now I get it. Something that can defeat time magic? A magic aside from light magic? Light magic is the strongest and fastest magic attribute I only knew that can rival time magic and possibly beat it. But, I tried everything using light magic and yet I can’t still win against. If there’s none aside from light magic, then, I’ll just wait for miracle to happen. Wait a minute… miracle? What if I desired for miracle magic? A magic that has the ability to generate, shape and manipulate ultimate miracles. A magic that has the ability to overcome and solve any situation no matter how hopeless it may seem. And that zero percent chance of success means nothing to this magic and any obstacles face by

she blocked me I chuckled she thinks that easy to escape from me let's see first I need to make this confused hearts to open up later I will lock my cutie in my arms I laid on bed by thinking about my cutie

Mila realized that she was still able to hold his hand, therefore she felt slightly relief, at the very least, she wouldn’t disappear all of sudden, maybe they could find something, or maybe she would be able to do something with this realization of the mirror. “Miracle mirror?” Mila lifted her head and then look at Aaric, her brows furrowed when she heard that. “Liam had told me about the mirror, I have used it as well, but I don’t think the name is Miracle Mirror?” Mila was slightly confused because she couldn’t remember what Liam called this mirror. Was that a magic mirror? Or what? She really couldn’t recall anything about it. “That’s the name, but maybe he used different term, but for a

He said, and I don't bother telling him that I knew this part of the story. "Mira believed her daughter was... special and that's why she needed to be protected, she’d said something about Eloise being destined to save our kind but I’d dismissed those as the words of a crazy woman. That was until a few years later, after Eloise turned five." He took in a breath, almost like he wasn't sure it was right to share what he was about to; "She’d mistakenly cut herself with a knife, we’d been about to take her to the healers when we witnessed a miracle; Instead of blood, a pure white light had radiated from the cut and the wound had disappeared, leaving not even a trace of a scar behind.” ***

“Mind link someone from our pack to bring me a pack of cigarettes with a lighter, I can’t believe you did all of that! No wonder she won’t listen to reason! Oh for the love of goddess Marcela why!” Linking the head omega, I didn’t had to wait long as she got here fast with what I had asked, mom took them both after saying her thank you only to start her chimney of smoking. I stayed a bit away because I don’t want to bust my senses, waiting a bit out came Miracle with her mom, Miranda, she looked a bit more relaxed but what Miracle was wearing had me hugging myself, I’m a twig next to her curvy figure. Am all times in muscles, and slim everywhere, but not Miracle, she has a cream colored spor

Her face was bare as always but it had that mysterious glow today. Mira was blessed with a beautiful face, she was an exact replica of her mother who was considered the most beautiful lady in city T. She was of medium height and her body was perfect at the right places. A broad chest,an extremely slim waist and a fully developed hips. She was everything a man looked for in a woman. But she had adopted wearing costumes that made her look more of a clown, hiding her body shape in those baggy clothes Lucia insisted she wear to attract Caleb.

Also Mira had come so far. “I am not afraid.” Mira let out, confidently raising her hand. Needless to say, Kade felt very proud of her. Sirie took her hand and made a cut on her palm. “Ahhh…” She moaned a little. Because it was deep and painful. Mira shut her eyes and this put Kade on edge. He fisted his hand into a ball and glared at the witch. Kade had never done that before but he controlled himself here. Right then from behind Sirie came a young lady and she brought a bowl of water with her, or something like water. It was shining like glitter. She brought the bowl forward.

The door swung open. Mirabelle stood on the stairs, gazing at me with curiosity. I struggled to find words to describe her beauty. If Roman resembled the sun god, then Mirabelle was undoubtedly the moon goddess. The gods must have fashioned her bones from ice and her skin from snow. Her eyes were clear and pure, shimmering with a crystalline brilliance, reflecting the twinkle of stars. Her nearly white, long hair flowed like moonlight—soft, ethereal, and enchanting.

Once the magus returns, there will be no hiding the fact that not only is my belly no longer round, but that my nest has a new little inhabitant. “What am I going to do with you, little one?” I sigh, placing a hand on her still-warm shell. She blinks at me. Only the light isn’t the dim glimmer I experienced with her siblings; it’s more of a bright flash that makes me blink as I see a dark afterimage. “You have quite the spark, Miracle,” I say, the name I’ve already given her in my heart, “But my eyes are sensitive. Maybe less glow next time.”

My name is Mirabelle, but my friends call me Mira for short, i'm barely seventeen and about to enter a new phase of my life, I just got admitted into the university of my dreams to study accounting which was not actually what I intended to study at first, but because that was where my mark in post utme landed me or I was not just so lucky....but I accepted to study it anyways because I was determined to leave the house, which I and my siblings called "cage house" funny right?