Miracles Encanto Novels & Stories

“She will come bearing a gift. A shard of the soul mirror, tainted with Mirari’s blood. This is the girl you have been looking for.” It wasn’t that I doubted the goddess of wisdom and knowledge. I simply stopped believing that things would ever change. That our problem had any form of solution. I plucked the jagged piece of mirror out of thin air. Over the years, the most basic forms of magic were taking more and more energy. It was an omen; one I wasn’t quite ready to face. Faint pulses of magic clung to the scrap, tied within the dried specks of blood. Disbelief formed crystals of ice in my chest, muffling the flame the mortal had stoked.

Velma laughed out loud, turning her head up in the air and catching which ever treats were falling from the cotton candy clouds. "You've gotta be fucking kidding me? Is this place even real?" I asked, grinning and catching sweets that I wanted to munch on. Miranda was smiling while she sucked on a bite sized Jolly Rancher. "How can this be real?" Miranda wondered aloud. "It's part of the enchantment of the Mystic Forest," Lazarus added. "Come on, you all have had your share. We must make it up the mountain and not lose sight of why we are here," Lazarus ordered.

Mira stayed quiet, but I could tell she was nervous too. James knocked on the office door and opened it without waiting. Father looked up from behind his desk. “What is it, James?” James stepped inside. “She has something you need to hear,” he said, motioning to Mira. Father gave her a curious look. “Speak.” Mira stepped forward. Her voice was soft but clear. “I want to help protect the pack. I know a spell, one that can create a barrier around the pack house. It will stop anyone who uses magic or strange powers from entering. Especially the Ashborn.”

Asher Elara stood frozen, her eyes darting between the two women on the tables—Millie, helpless and bound, and her mother, who had been drawn back from the afterlife for this moment. The look on her face was a fucking picture, a perfect blend of horror and denial. “This is just a nightmare,” she screamed, her voice breaking, echoing off the cold walls. “This can’t be real! My mother is dead! Magic isn’t real!” I stepped closer, a dark smile creeping across my face as I relished in her suffering. “Oh, but it is real, Elara. Look around you. Feel it. This isn’t some figment of your imagination. This is real.”

But the mirror above the table made her stop breathing. It didn’t show Annie. It didn't reflect her. Instead, it showed Annitore—identical face, same dark hair, same eyes—but dressed in ancient attire. The only difference was the clothing; otherwise, it was like staring at a twin. "What... what is this?" Annie whispered, stepping closer. Her hand reached out; in the mirror, Annitore mimicked the motion perfectly. Belarie stood behind her, his reflection shifted to Doctor Owen now instead of Belarie—kindly, familiar. "The room is enchanted. To help you remember. I want your memories back soon—before the baby is born. You need to be whole again."

Into the cabin. "Mira, stop!" She doesn't stop. Goes right to Kieran's bed. Stares up at him with those big eyes. "Hi," she says. "I'm Mira." Kieran stares at her. His face does something complicated. Pain and wonder mixed together. "Hi, Mira," he whispers. "You're beautiful." "You're sick." "Very sick." "Mama says she can fix it. With magic. Will you let her?" He looks at me over her head. "It's dangerous, little one. Might hurt your mama. Might hurt you. Might not even work."

“So. . . Mike, I was just wondering. Did Grandma and Grandpa mentioned the name of that island?” “Mystique Island.” He clears his throat before he continued and spoke using a British accent, “A mysterious island discovered by Grandma Fuchsia after married to Grandpa Martes. They said the island was made by enchanted people called ‘engkanto’ whom Grandma Fuchsia are friends with. She said it’s a portal-island to the ocean enchanted world or ‘encantadia ng karagatan’. The island can only be seen during Ber Months until the end of the summer.” “Uhmm. . . . What’s wrong with your voice?”What’s wrong wrong with your voice?”

Theo paused, gauging Tina's expression as the latter tried to process the information. "Because demons feed off human essence, she mostly chose to leave you here on earth, sent to orphanages or at the doorstep of childless couples to release more chaos in this world when they're old enough. Especially her Mirrors, her favorite children." Theo said, looking Tina in the eye. "You're a Mirror, Tina, and so is the Princess of Envy." "Mirrors," Tina whispered. The revelation made sense. Everywhere she went, whenever the secrets surrounding her birth resurfaced, it was always around mirrors. In bathrooms, the elevators...

A moment before I turn around, I see my father’s eyes go wide. I turn quickly, ready for anything. Anything except what I see. Walking out of the forest is my mate. Lily is astride Lucero, who is glowing in the evening light. Lucero walks with a grace that is otherworldly and as I look at my mate, I see that she has a glowing circle in the middle of her forehead. When the last of her kind Shares her light and life You will know that she Is the One True Queen It’s Buppig’s voice that I hear beside me, but the power in the words of the prophecy that he is speaking makes the magic ripple through the crowd. Every hair on my body stands on end as I watch Lucero approach.

As Nate drew her near and kissed her cheek, the limousine pulling away from the curb and heading north towards the Escala, Mira teased, “What did I tell you about getting my hopes up?” “I’ll never stop getting your hopes up,” he said. “Oh, and Greer made you a few new eye patches, single patches instead of double ones now that you’ll have sight in one eye.” “Again with the getting my hopes up!” He pressed his lips to hers to shut her up, and they settled into a comfortable embrace the rest of the drive home. When they reached the Escala, the driver rolled Mira ’s wheelchair to the back door after lifting it out of the trunk. Nate helped her sit and then thanked his driver and rolled Mira thr