Miracle Happens Book Novels & Stories

“I think… I can.” She hesitated, then nodded slowly. “After the miracles you have been performing all day,” she said, half joking, half serious, “I think you can do anything.” Victor handed the book back to her, and she placed it gently on my chest like it weighed more than it looked. The moment my fingers brushed the cover, something electric shot through me. Not draining. Connecting. The weakness in my body did not vanish, but the emptiness inside me shifted, rearranged, like space being made for something old and familiar.

In the enchanting pages of Chapter Thirty-Nine, Rita's journey unfolded into a realm of miracles, where love reigned supreme. It was a chapter brimming with divine synchronicities, heartwarming connections, and the realization that love had the power to transform even the most broken of hearts. In this chapter, Rita experienced a profound shift as she fully embraced the transformative power of love. She opened her heart wide, allowing love to flow freely in and through her. As she did so, she witnessed extraordinary miracles unfold in her life and the lives of those around her.

Suddenly, the book flipped open and the pages began to flutter back and forth. I stood up in shock, knocking my chair over as I did. The sound of the chair clattering against the floor broke Miriam from her thoughts. She grinned as she saw the book, laying open to a page labeled "Hybrids". "Miriam." I sputtered. "What was that? That book just moved and flipped pages on its own. That's not any kind of fae magic I've ever seen." She looked at me, amusement in her eyes. "I told you, it's my book, it responds to me. I'm spirit fae, and while I may not know much about what that means, I do know that I have a connection to dark magic."

The moment he snapped Malia’s neck, Miracle screamed in horror. What surprised me more was the way Malia’s body glowed, and soon it felt like there was some sort of exchange happening. The light from her body travelled to Miracle going inside her body. She felt unfazed, not even surprised. Looking around, I realized no one was shocked, which meant they didn’t see it happening.

No miracles are involved. At least that’s what I thought until the previous days when two men in my life came and just saved me away from that goddamn stupid elevator of our building. I didn’t believe in miracles before but I sure as hell am questioning that philosophy now. When I met Justine and Peter, my principles in life sure changed. When I survived several times from this catastrophe considering I wasn’t the sporty and athletic type, something inside me think it must be my luck. And with that, I started believing more in myself. I started believing in the things such as luck and miracles to which I used to laugh at or think it was ridiculous before.

She became shocked looking at the book and immediately pull her hand back. “Ouch. Why I feel a strong spark while touching this mysteriously giant book” Becky caress her hand which turns red with pain and asked. “It’s a Prophetic Gaze. It couldn’t be touch unless you have a key or permission to open it. This book stole from the Divine. This book will predict the future of war and peace. It will help you to know, what will happen in the future”. The lady explained. “Then we can know, whether Red moon will be disastrous or calamity for both realms” Becky excitedly asked.

She grabbed her phone and walked to the front door trying to silence the scary voices still speaking in her head. Never had this happened before. Was she in danger? Or was this a gift from God? Had Mama Miracle really answered her prayers? *** Shockingly, Mama Miracle seemed to be answering her prayer. Gwenevere thought back and forth how this had come to be. She was staring into the payment book of the school, looking at the signature of the person who had paid Harry's fees. So now, she would get to be blessed by strangers? 0Cool!

My name was Germaine Shaw. I'd just graduated from college, and my plain résumé made my job-seeking journey challenging. I'd lost the only job I'd managed to get after the internship ended because I'd turned down my superior's attempts to harass me sexually. The difficulties faced in my job search got me down. I stayed at home all day, demotivated and depressed. One day, while doom-scrolling, a new game caught my eye. "This is a romance game where you have all the freedom you need. Meet your destined half in the virtual world—set yourself free and release your pent-up desires!"

No one knew how to speak into a miracle. Marianne cupped the baby’s cheeks with shaking hands, staring at her daughter like she was something holy. The kind of miracle you only witness once in a lifetime. She didn’t yet know how close she came to losing her. That truth came from the least expected voice. A small figure walked forward. Tiny, skinny Mira—hands clasped behind her back, her eyes still swollen from crying earlier. She stopped right beside Marianne and tugged her arm gently. “Auntie…” Mira whispered.

Xoxo, Your humble Author, Miracle.