Miraculous Alya Novels & Stories

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.

Amelia's POV Sometimes, I had experiences that, in hindsight, made me wonder if I had completely misunderstood the situation. Maybe I hadn't heard the conversation correctly. That was what I kept thinking about the conversation with Albert and Mr. Len. But every time I replayed the conference call in my head, I came to the same conclusion: Albert Torrens had asked me to fake a marriage to him for a business deal. But then I’d think that it simply couldn't be true. He was my boss. He was a serious, focused man with integrity. He couldn't have suggested that we travel to Italy to get married.

Ayla felt like she was sinking,she could hear Kael calling her name but she couldn't reply him and she fell hard to the ground,she opened her eyes. Ayla looked around slowly, she didn’t know where she was but she knew certainly that this wasn’t any where in Lunaria and the way it looked very lush, the Aura was very different but also welcoming, it didn’t look like anywhere in Lunaria and she looked back and a woman was standing there but the woman's eyeswere closed

She turned back but was hit by a lightning blast. She stood up painfully with her bleeding mouth to see a figure in blue armor grinning as he leaned on a tree. ***Alicia's mansion*** Alicia and Alexa stood before the transparent glass which prevented Mira's body from decaying. "I have been thinking of possible means to resurrect her but there is no possible means"Alexa said. "If only she was a dragon,I would have risked it and given her a dragon bath,"Alicia said sadly, staring at the paled body of Mira in the glass which has several tubes connected to it.

I surged with a clarity, a voice that whispered: I am the Moon born. I will rise. The Goddess’s eyes shimmered. “This path will lead you through fire and shadow. But you will not walk it alone.” Tears pricked behind my eyes. “Thank you.” I had no idea why I was even crying, I felt so fucking overwhelmed. She stepped closer. Her fingers touched my forehead, gentle, cool. “Be vigilant, Ayla. Brace yourself. The storm is coming.” Then, just as she appeared, she began to fade away into the night.

I feel panicked thinking that she might overpower me and take Darius away. 'Don't worry, we are the same. I am Althea, your past self. We didn't get much time to mingle with each other. You will get used to me. We are the same. Let's save Azzazal or your Darius first. He is in danger. These stupid spells think they can snatch him from us.' she assures me. I guess that's for only me to hear and not the others. Yes, we need to save him first.

The only difference was that the sun would rise again tomorrow, turning it brighter unlike my life where there's not even a sun. When I eventually stood, picking up the small present, everything swam, and I wobbled my way to exit. I cannot let Diana or literally anyone see me in such a miserable state. Somehow reaching a pillar, I clutched onto it when a familiar voice rang through my ears. I cursed under my breath but didn't budge or turn my head. "Ayla" Diana's voice resonated closer to me this time. "Turn around." She demanded, which I assume she sensed the smell of my blood.

Ayla's pov I finish out my school day and head for my locker. Jace is my ride this week, we trade off, and it’s his turn to drive. I’m rearranging my books, trying to figure out which ones I’ll need for homework, when I feel someone step into my space. I look up. Ice blue eyes. Kieran Vale. Future Alpha of Moonridge. Fantastic.