Miraculous Alya Novels & Stories

"You're Ayla's second chance. The first one must have caused enough trauma and that's why she only trusted the spiritual part, because she knows it's the one that won't hurt her, not intentionally, and she knows that if the human part is strong enough, it can block the spiritual part. Which is what werewolves usually do when they hear their wolf's voice for the first time." I look at Ayla and then at Victor. "No... No..." Victor speaks without conviction. "Was Klaus her first chance?" I looked at Ayla again, but with no reaction, so I can only imagine that it was. "Well, that makes sense," Ishtar says. "As I said, Ayla has the unique ability to be resistant to magic, and she can also sense s

As if they somehow won the jackpot. Zira recovered from the blast and noticed James a few feet away. She could feel his pain and hurried to him as Isaiah got up from the floor. He was about to go after her when he heard Alaia speak. How is she still alive? “It wasn’t supposed to end this way,” Alaia said as she looked at Mirja with her power. Alaia wanted it back. Without it, she felt empty. With much effort, she got to her feet, holding her hands towards Mirja. She could feel she had some residual power left. She materialized a knife in her hand.

She was tugging at my heartstrings a little harder. “Okay, well, I’m going to sort this out, my love. You don’t need to cry; I’ll fix it all,” I reassured her and kissed her forehead. “I need to talk to Alune; she has taken control of Ayla’s body. It all went a bit wrong when Ayla retrieved her mate from the spirit plane, a fallen Exalted Hurt our Ayla, and now she is bound to the Exalted completely unless we can find a way to release her. The only way Alune can heal Ayla is to get a sample of the Fallen’s venom so she can make an antidote” I let all the information spill from my lips; it was like I had no choice; I had to tell her everything, my heart seemed to want me to.

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.

I tried to pull it off but was stuck. I screamed in pain and fell to my knees. My eyes opened wide, and everything suddenly went blurry. A surge of energy flowed through me, and heat filled my body. “Hot. I'm hot.” I gasped. Caelan moved closer and tried to touch me, but another scream left me, and he was suddenly pushed back by a sudden force. What was wrong with me? Lyra sees her own reflection flicker into that of her unborn twin. She’s haunted by what could’ve been—until the pale girl returns, whispering, “You didn’t kill her. You became her.”

Shah Mir spoke in a dead serious tone, tightening his grip around her arms. “L.... leave me, please back off….” Aleezay said, turning her face to the side. The mysterious eyes and fierceness of the crazy man were making her feel like burning in fire. But, in her words, Shah Mir further tightened his hold around her arms. “I won’t back off, my beauty queen. What will you do?” His voice was stern. Aleezay felt as if the man standing in front of her was challenging her. First, she showed some resistance, but his hold on her was so strong that poor Aleeazy couldn’t release herself from his grip.

Then it felt like I was back on the hill where Elena and Darius had been, but this time I was with me. I watched as another version of me spoke. My eyes were fixed on me. I couldn’t flinch. I felt transfixed on the spot. All I could do was listen. “My name is Alora Darian. First and only child of the Alpha of the Crimson Order Pack, I am The Moon’s curse and the Alpha’s fate. On the eleventh night of the seventh moon, in the eighteenth year, beneath the blood moon, the dormant blood shall awaken. The true Luna shall take her first form, and the howl of her becoming shall echo through the veil. She dreams now, unaware…but the moon remembers.”

They circled her, their yellow eyes fixed on the mahogany skin of her throat. "Don't reach for the toy, little girl," the Alpha warned, his upper lip curling to reveal jagged, yellowed fangs. "I’ve heard the stories about the Sovereign’s frequency. I’ve heard what you did to the lab. I’ll rip your throat out before you can even draw the breath to hum. I’ll peel the song out of your chest with my bare claws." Ayla stood her ground, her electric blue eyes narrowing into slits of ember-red light. She didn't have her notepad to signal for mercy. She didn't have Silas’s impossible strength to shield her. She only had the resonance.

The necklace had always been a container for Ayla's magic, to fully unleash she had to destroy the moonstone on the necklace. Light exploded from her, inwardly. Not blinding, just the kind that was pure, the kind that made her sin glow and her veins burn with silver fire. And suddenly, she was too much, too bright and powerful. Everything the Darkforce couldn't handle. It recoiled instantly, releasing her to the ground as though it had touched something it could not hold. It stepped back, confused as Ayla rose slowly, her hair turning pure white and so with her skin. Her eyes burned, the way her whole body radiated heat.

“Remember your heart. Remember your mind. Let your instincts rise, but do not lose yourself. You are Alpha, Alina. Mega Alpha. You are our blood, our legacy, our future. Stand in it. Claim it.” I opened my eyes and saw the world anew. Trees towered like spires, the moon’s reflection burned on the ground like molten silver, and the air vibrated with a power I could feel thrumming in my chest. My own heartbeat was a drum of dominance and awakening. I flexed my claws, testing strength I had never imagined, and the ground beneath me trembled with it.