Miraculous Au Novels & Stories

Mira lowly whispered but it was very clear enough to make Angel sigh and nodded. Mira smiled assuringly and went back to her serious mode. Her bloodshot eyes were an indication that she was mad earlier and they turned into a very deep mauve. Then she snapped her fingertips and something magical suddenly happened on the earthy ground. “What the-!” Luca panicked and immediately wrapped his arms around his mate and his family. The earthly ground suddenly crumbled but it seems to move beneath their feet like a wave within just a split second. ‘Did she do that?’ Upon those words echoed through Mira’s hearing, she turned to look over them, particularly at the person who speaks in his thoughts, Ang

Every time Mira lunged or twisted, he was already there—parrying, dodging, countering with movements that seemed too precise to be learned. Too immediate. I narrowed my eyes, and in the back of my mind, Zerina stirred again. “He is either reading minds,” she murmured, “or he can see the future.” A chill ran down my spine—not from fear, but from recognition. Audrey was right. Something in Quin had woken. And it wasn’t just magic. It was rare, and it was dangerous if left undisciplined. I stepped down from the rise, calling out over the field.

Three days to make everything impossible possible. Like I always do. Like I've done two thousand times. Like I'll do once more. Balance. Power. Salvation. Death and life. Together. Finally. Perfectly. In me. Through me. Because of me. Starting now. AUTHOR'S NOTE: LIFE MAGIC! Aurora has BOTH powers! She can kill AND create! Death and life together! She resurrected the mouse but it GLOWED! Pure life magic! Not just death reversed! Creation from nothing! God-level power! The Reaper is SHOCKED! This changes everything! Aurora isn't just weapon - she's BALANCE! She's the answer! She can save death by giving it life! And MARCUS FOUND PROOF! Aurora's mother is ALIVE! Hidden in stasis for 20 years!

*** ‎Killian I claw at my chest, pain ripping through me as I sink into the seat, letting out a low, restrained growl. The curse is consuming me—I doubt I can hold it back much longer. According to the prophecy, only one person can heal me and break my curse. My mate. I've met her once. That unforgettable night. I may not remember what she looked like, but the warm, tender, healing touch of her delicate hands is unforgettable. With one touch, she eased my curse that night and silenced my 684 years of endless wakefulness. If I hadn't gotten carried away by that moment of peace and pleasure, I wouldn't have woken to find her gone.

The scene is very chaotic and heart-wrenching as blood-curdling screams resonated throughout the entire place. In the Majika World, Mages and Black Wizards help each other defeat the flesh-eating demons and monsters that suddenly appeared. The young child, Mirai, together with Regit and the legendary snake Armani, leads the armies bravely to defeat the flying demons and monsters. Because of the spellbook that Luna gave to Mirai, she became the most powerful mage in the entire Majika World. However, death is inevitable this time because they can’t save everyone all at once. Demons and monsters were way too many, and they were outnumbered tenfold. Extreme fear assailed everyone and almost gave

I was sure if he was out in the day his hair would glint and shimmer from the action of incident rays on it. His brown eyes were beautiful as well; They looked so soft, tender and innocent, I could get lost in them for days. I guess I didn't pay attention last time. He had tone muscles that were threatening to burst out of the shirt he wore that day. His lips, gosh his lips were full and....the door opened snapping me from my train of thought. Stephanie came in with a cup in her hands and I breathed out, heat rising in my cheek. "Here you go" she said, placing a cup of coffee on my desk. If she did saw my rosy cheeks, she concealed it well.

I also told him about MBI and how I'd gotten it when Dorothy created her first crystal. “This is amazing! It's more amazing than I thought! Hahaha! You absorbed a Mystical Beast of Illusion that gave you the ability to absorb beasts in illusions! How come I didn't think of this when I was much younger! Brilliant! So your Arerat symbol not only absorb spiritual efforts from willing beasts, it even absorbs those from illusions!

However, the news came through Ava, who had also studied computer science. Apparently, in a Tech Valley company, there was a rumored technical genius, a solitary figure who neither married nor dated. He even kept a cooking pot in his office. Whenever he faced a problem or a crisis, he would pray in front of the pot overnight and return fully recharged. As it turned out, the genius was Cole. I couldn’t help but laugh. He was just as stubborn as I remembered. After I got off the call, Harry walked in with our daughter. On his head were two ridiculously tiny braids.

I looked up at him. Dark brown hair fell over his forehead, slightly longer on top. Thick dark brows sat above brown eyes with gold running through them. A small scar cut through one eyebrow, and dark stubble covered his jaw. There was something dangerous and mysterious about him, an aura that was impossible to ignore. Even standing there, he carried an intimidating presence that seemed to command the room, making people instinctively lower their voices and think twice before meeting his gaze. He walked back into the hospital, wolves moving out of his way. He shoved open the door to my room and walked in, placing me on the bed. His eyes locked onto mine as he pulled the blanket over me.

*** Aurora Lying together in the bed aftermath of our intimate moment, the sudden activation of Alex's smartphone by Linda's voice jolted us back to reality. "Master, Mrs. Miranda requests to send a mass message to all executives of Eclipse and Multilink, urging them to support you and Aurora. They must reply with their support within 24 hours, or face elimination. Do you authorize this?" Alex turned to me, seeking my input. The harsh realities of his world were slowly dawning on me. In this ruthless game, there was no room for the faint-hearted. Compassion was a liability, exploited by those seeking power.