Miracles Games Novels & Stories

I stepped from the circle and went to the full-length mirror. The most noticeable difference was my eyes. The irises kept changing color. One second they were gold, the next they were green. The longer I stared in the mirror the more colors I saw, including blue, brown, red, silver, and indigo. "The seven magics," I whispered, understanding dawning on me. "That's right." He stood so I could see his reflection in the mirror. "Not only that, but look." He turned me around so that I had to look over my shoulder to see my back.

he pointed to me saying "This Is laura "that is Sophia"She added shifting his finger to Sophia Wow only him got it right Finally the game came to its end and Eunice said "The winner of this game is Xander Cole and The Woman,I don't know her name..The woman in the Temple..Both of them now have the opportunity to ask anything of the Cole's".. "These ladies must be related..They confused everyone"A man said from the crowd I and Sophia stepped down from the podium..Everyone was eating and drinking..The hired dancers was dancing to entertain Everyone

I nodded and left the makeup room. The gazes trained on me were either indifferent or shocked. Their gazes looked as complicated as a tangled ball of yarn. Before me was a group of reporters who had been waiting for a long time. Lloyd said mockingly, “Naomi, he’s just paying for his actions.” “He deserves it! Don’t talk about him anymore in front of me. Whether he dies or not has nothing to do with me anymore,” Naomi hissed coldly.

All she could do was brace herself for the storm her friend was about to unleash. As Rhea returned to her vanity, she touched her reflection in the mirror, eyes blazing with a dangerous fire. “Enjoy your little fairytale while you can, Amira,” she whispered. “Because I’m coming for you. And when I’m finished, Montez will finally see who you truly are.”

Sienna 7 years ago.... It was a normal summers night, everybody huddled around the barbeques and fire pits. They often did this in celebration of the moon goddess every full moon to formerly celebrate her giving us life, me being the exception of course. As a pack they all pitched in. The children would pick flowers for the table pieces. They would also hand make some decorations, not too many, but just enough to add to the collection that has accumulated over the generations.

I spent hours with the both of them, playing board games, not noticing how much time was escaping me. I don’t think I have smiled more; Grace was brilliant, such a beautiful, sweet girl, and it tugged at my heart every time she broke out into coughs, her eyes watering as she put on a brave face and tried to keep her eyes on her cards. “I’m just trying to get you to be sympathetic for me, so you don’t see this,” she slammed down a blackjack when it was about to be Corbyn’s turn, “coming,” she grinned, laughter bubbling in her throat at the look of displeasure on Emerson’s face.

“Okay… uh… Unicorn! Yes, unicorn.” That's not even a real guess. The brat isn't even trying. “Ice… fucking… cold.” He rolls his eyes and crosses his arms. “Okay… then what else can be silver or white… uh… yes!” She snaps her fingers. “A white rat!” His eyes roll unamused. “You’re ruining a perfectly good game.” “You see? I was right. A white rat!” “They have red eyes.” Dorian looks down at his fingernails now.

‘Aleksis Agustus, Chief Executive of Octagon Solutions’ How shameless of her husband to say he was fired from a company he owns? A flicker of excitement rushed into her eyes. All these years, Sierra has tried to dismiss the world she grew up in. The rush and hunger for danger were pulsing through her heartbeat. The same way it would always do whenever she was given a task. There was no need to ask who would play this game better. She knew damn well who would be a better player. All she had to do now was plan her way to make Alek feel like winning, and just when he got a hold of the trophy, she’d sneak in and snatch victory away from him. Maybe kill him. Well, that would be optional.

he said, and suddenly the air felt strange. Everyone around me started whispering, turning to each other with wide eyes and open mouths. I froze. The Mate Games. I’ve heard stories, like everyone else. Old tales. Fables meant for children. Girls pulled from villages to compete for the hand of a royal heir. Magic and power and fate all tangled into one big, unbelievable mess. But that’s all they were. Stories. Until now. “They say the heir has the rarest kind of wolf,” a woman beside me whispered to her friend. “Unbound. Untouched by bond. Free.”

"Everybody wants to play the game, except for you. Is just a game and nothing more. She voiced out and i felt a little embarrassed. " come on daisy! Kelly nudged me again." I took a quick breath. Is just a game daisy; you can do this." I assured myself. " Okay am in." I voiced out "Hey! What's your name? A boy asked the girl standing. " Call me Tala." She said and tore a piece of paper from a book on the table. So am going to give a brief summary on how the game is. The rules are, you will pay a certain amount to any question you fail to answer. Or play a dare if you don't have the money." She said and i felt scared about the whole thing. Oh heavens!