Miracles Encanto Novels & Stories

It was glowing green. “Morning.” He greeted me with a smile. My palms began to sweat. My mom was holding a scroll glowing with a darker green. She was reading something. She muttered a word under her breath and dad stepped out of the way. Mom thrust her hand forward and the blue ball floated and it tried to get out of the grip. Its flame was slowly burning out. My mom screamed an incantation and she fisted her hand. The ball disappeared in a thin smoke. “Morning, dear.” My mom said putting the scroll down. I felt my skin burning. She turned to dad.

Mother Mary explained to Mirabel, who was staring at the Laki sand. She walked to a round stone table in the middle of the room and pressed her hand into the interior of the table, causing the inner part of the table to go in and shortly reveal a round orb that was emitting a dense blue light. "What is that?" Mirabel asked as she walked forward to stand beside Mother Mary at the table. "It's the Blue Miracle." Mother Mary smiled as she spoke and stared at the blue orb. "The Blue Miracle." Mirabel nodded as she repeated, completely clueless as to what the Blue Miracle was.

We need Miranda to be successful in breaking this spell. As if a Goddess sent miracle, Miranda yells for Josie to go. Josie quickly shifts and yells “Stop!”. Everyone around her goes into a trance and stops their fight. We all stop. Nobody is immune from her command. Even Miranda is caught in it. Realizing how powerful her command is, Josie yells for Miranda to be released her from the spell.

The water sparkled in the early morning light, and I could have sworn I saw fish with scales like opals jumping for joy. It was more than just healing. It was a praise. The land wasn't just going back to how it used to be; it was becoming more than it had ever been. "This is the power of the Anima Mundi," Miranda whispered. Her wrinkles seemed to fade, and a new light shone in her eyes. "It doesn't just protect. It makes things better. It raises.

Arthur did not mind it all, he loved Mila with all his heart and was content just by being her king. Mila and Arthur had their daughter two years later. They named her Mira Collins. While Mila enjoyed her big name, she did not want her children to be burdened with it. After all, they were Collins by birthright. Mira was an enchantress like Mila, and since her pregnancy, Arthur had been wearing the amulet that allowed him to be immune to Mira’s powers and Mira at least has not to hide from her father. However, when their son was born, Jace, three years later, Mira was forced to be hidden. She anyway was kept hidden from the world because anyone who glimpsed her skin was enchanted instantly. A

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

But I kept on going knowing that it wasn't far as the trail bordered the village. I thought about Ellwood's words. The wolf charmer was born of both magic and the moon. I was clearly born of magic, but I still didn't understand the part about being born by the moon. I hadn't thought to ask her about it at the time. Maybe she would know what it meant.

Rubby’s POV. I came back from the gym to meet my parents standing in front of the tv like they have seen a ghost. “Mom?” I walked closer and caught a glimpse of the screen. “Abj’s new CEO reveals her true identity. Mira Greg”. I cleaned my eyes to make sure I was seeing properly. Like a wind, it struck me. “I have waited for this,sister”. “What in Free city is this manipulation”. I yelled. “Mom, she is Mira”. I almost lost balance.

One of the councillors — Elder Marrick, scarred from brow to chin — stepped forward, pointing a gnarled finger. “You’ve damned us. Every ledger, every prophecy warned against letting the First into flesh. Now it’s in you.” Killian’s head snapped toward him, and for a moment — only a moment — the shadows in the crypt bent with his gaze, pooling, thickening, as if they bowed to his attention. Marrick flinched, stumbling back. “I’m not it,” Killian said, quiet but sharp. “I’m still me.” “Are you?” Marrick spat. “Because I saw your eyes when you rose. I saw the vault answer you.”

BEAUTY AND THE BEAST *** “YOU can't dance with the devil and wonder why you're still in hell“... Ella *** AMBER *** Right now I'm standing in front of the porch. Part of me is telling me to run away from everything and never come back but another part of me is telling me to face my demons. I can't believe that I'm now an orphan and that I've lost both parents. I wiped the tears that threatened to fall. After weighing all the pros and cons in my mind, I finally decided to knock. I was hesitant at first but then I took another step by opening up the door.