Miracle Jim Craig Novels & Stories

When Philly saw that Samurai's can't die and how fast they were, he instructed his Nine Fingers to Protect Nora and leave the fight for the Samurai's. Before long, all Craig's Ninja's lay dead, remaining Craig who brought out his sword and ran towards them. “What a bunch of losers.” Craig said as he kicked some of the dead Ninja's out of the way. The nine Samurai's attacked Craig at the same time. But they didn't stand a chance against Craig, as he used his magic powers to pin them all on the ground. The Nine Fingers tried to attack him from behind, but he also pinned them like he did to the Samurai's, thinking they were Immortals like the Samurai's, he didn't attack them.

She held it precariously over the edge of the grated floor, directly above the bubbling magma. Julian’s smug facade instantly vanished, replaced by a mask of feral, unadulterated panic. "Don't be a fool, Elara! That drive is worth more than the GDP of a small nation—drop it, and your sacrifice means absolutely nothing!" he barked, his finger tightening on the trigger, his pristine composure completely shattered.

“That vision? It was a trick. A poison in your head. It’s what Mira does. She breaks people from the inside.” Her breath hitched, the pulse in her throat fluttering under my fingers. “And if it wasn’t?” I didn’t flinch. “Then we burn it down together.” Her eyes searched mine like she was drowning. For a heartbeat, she almost let go of the fear. Then the door slammed open. Jimmy burst in, breathless, his usual cocky smirk nowhere to be seen. Sweat plastered his dark hair to his forehead. “We’ve got a problem,” he panted.

"Thankfully, your jealousy has led me to this chance to meet the Miracle Doctor." Rory was so infuriated he could hardly speak, his pride thoroughly shattered, especially in front of Shuri. Then, with a gaze full of longing and desperation, Brandt once again knelt before Kiran, pleading, "Miracle Doctor, please do not hesitate to save my life. I am willing to agree to any terms you set." "Brandt, don't be deceived by him. He's not a miracle doctor but a scammer," Rory shouted, still agitated.

My voice broke as tears began to fall. … Three months later, the world was stunned by the news—Edward Scott, CEO of Scott Corporation, had tragically died in an accident at Maranigan Peak. Perhaps, for me, it was a kind of release and a new beginning.

Silas Vance stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, a glass of amber liquid in his hand, watching the storm roll over the ocean. He didn't turn around when I entered. "Your clothes are on the bed. The shower is through the double doors. You have exactly one hour to wash the scent of concrete off your skin. Your training begins tonight." I looked at the bed. A tailored silk robe and a simple, elegant black dress were laid out neatly. I didn't argue. My body ached, and my skin felt permanently stained by the prison walls. I spent thirty minutes under the steaming water of the rain shower, scrubbing until my skin turned red. When I stepped out and put on the silk robe, I looked in the mirror. Th

“It’s only a few pints. Haven’t given to the Red Cross lately. Got some karma to redeem.” Dr. Jeffers’ smile grew. He withdrew a syringe from his jacket pocket. “Yes. A few pints. So modest.” He paused. “‘Karma to redeem.’ Apt words. Tell me, Craig—did you truly disbelieve your father’s faith?” Craig did his best not to scowl. “You mean his crazy hoodoo magic? Don’t get me wrong. Pop raised us best he could, hard but fair. Never laid a wrong hand on us. He provided for us.”

"Get me Ciara." "Okay, master." Dagger started to leave but Craig stopped him. "No. Wait. Get Tanya instead. Bring her here." Craig said as an afterthought. "Okay master." Dagger replied and left. Craig took off his shirt despite the cold and stood in front of the window. If he had the power to stop the rain from falling forever,he would have done it but he's got no such power. The rain only reminded him of that night he parted ways with Elizabeth who was now strangely Tabitha now. The priestess.

Jim side hugged Emerald while he ruffled her hair. Emerald giggled. “Aunt Emewald, you and uncle Clayton have a baby?” Craig's beautiful big eyes looked expectantly at Emerald. “Yes, Craig, you have a little cousin inside aunt Emerald’s tummy,” Clayton replied as he placed his hand protectively over Emerald’s abdomen. Craig’s eyes twinkled and placed his hands over his mouth containing his giggles. “Are you happy that you will have two siblings now?” Jim said to the child in his arms. Craig nodded and removed his hands from his mouth. “So happy!!!”

"Except for me, you don't need to listen to anyone else. Hide your identity, unless one day my descendants come to Miami with the Kingston Salmon. Then your mission will be complete." Thinking of this, a few tears slid from Reginald's eyes. Right after Craig told him, he packed up overnight and arrived in Miami the next day. Unexpectedly, a few days later, Craig passed away. When Reginald heard the bad news, he couldn't eat for two days and nights. He couldn't believe a legend could leave so easily. He wanted to go back and see Craig one last time, but Craig's words echoed in his mind. For the Southern Chamber of Commerce, for America, he suppressed the impulse and persevered day after day,