Miraculous Caprikid Novels & Stories

He sat on the bare ground surrounded by trees, lifting his head to the skies, he screamed her name out loud and tears streamed down his face like a waterfall. On the other hand, when Siku used the magic potion given to her by the redcap globin, she vanished from the field and since she was carrying Clara, she vanished with her and ended up in a cottage in the middle of a forest. She laid Clara down on the bed and stepped out to check her environment but did not seem to know where she was. One thing she knew was, if she was in that location, it was because there was somebody there who knew her and would be willing to help her. The redcap globin gave her the potion to use anytime she was in da

Guess who's POV The one and only Elena (El) I have known Kira for so long that some people may mistake us for chi,hood friends not that l mind. We all make mistakes it's just a choice a make either we make it destroy the rest of the life or we make it shine and get a ten fold of what you ever wanted. That's what Kira did, Kayla is a blessing in disguise , Kira didn't let that bring her down to the worst behind recovery.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ We have an amazing morning with her grandpa, he's amazing makes me wish I had known my own grandpa. We then drive to my parents beach house, I go outside first begging her to stay in the car and then I set us a picnic by the beach. Sofi loves pizza so I get her favorite flavors and her favorite sodas. "This is amazing," she says sitting down. "Who knew the Noah I met just months ago is romantic." She adds playfully. "Oh I'm not romantic, you make me this way." I say gently pecking her cheek. She blushes deeply at my words and we put on music listening to Travis Scott while we eat.

“What?” “The mate bond is back, son,” my father said, and Makena and I looked at each other in disbelief. Marcus spoke next. He said we had done it; we had broken the curse. However, we didn’t understand how and couldn't dwell on it, as we were already late for my official appointment as the Capo. But just as we all got up to head to where the seating would take place, the lights in the room went out, and loud gasps echoed through the room before everything fell silent.

That fvcking hurt. “Every hookup by Aira with a stranger nearly killed him all these years !! He fvcking bore all the pain through the vampiric bond and went through the mental turmoil all by himself, you selfish buffoon !” Micalo bellowed as he created the Dark Arts ‘Net of Capture’.

She turned to see Zach leaning against a pillar, his arms crossed, that infuriating smirk plastered on his face. "Ugh, not now," Rita groaned, her voice thick with congestion. "Aw, is the little witch under the weather?" Zach rolls up his sleeve, revealing faint scars along his inner arm. "Vampire blood can cure most supernatural ailments. But it’s a two-way street. You’d have to trust me enough to drink it." "Back off, leech." Derek’s voice cut through the hallway like a blade. He stepped between them, his posture relaxed but his eyes sharp.

while raising her hands like she was in a soap opera for witches. She even twerked aggressively at the end just in case divine energies were into rhythmic spiritual offerings. Nothing happened. Not even a sparkle. Not a puff of smoke. The shrine just dripped. The worst part? She still didn’t understand anything. Theo being a spirit? What kind? A celestial one? A cryptid? A tired one with abandonment issues? She had no clue. All she knew was that Nexus—whoever that glittery beaming menace truly was—had probably set her up like some divine prank show.

The Red Crescent courtyard was filled with golden light, but dusk had devoured the sky. The fire torches danced in unnatural synchrony—each flame unnaturally motionless, as if under a spell. The guests stood frozen, their lips sealed by magic, their faces locked in silent rebellion. In the center, on a platform of elevated obsidian and bone, Emereah stood alongside Vladimir. Her formerly fierce silver eyes were empty now, gentle and submissive, like a puppet held captive by threads of air.

A few seconds later, a thought surfaced: “Dark magic. Dangerous.” Realizing what he meant, Cara quickly shook her head. “It’s not magic. It’s dried stink bug leaves.” That was the name she had given the plant since its smell reminded her of stink bugs. Without another word, she dashed toward the motionless moose. When mixed with certain ingredients in the right proportions, stink bug leaves could temporarily paralyze muscles, making the victim unable to move. But the effect didn’t last long, if she didn’t act fast, the moose would get back on its feet and escape.

"Your Highness...?" Sua turned her head quickly. Instantly, her body tensed. Rai, who had just been helping her, now stood rigidly a few paces behind. Around the man's body, a purplish-blue circle of light had formed, slowly converging into layered seals. Fine chains of light wrapped around him from his feet to his shoulders. From the center of the earth, a spirit pillar shaped like an ancient symbol glowed, siphoning the energy from the surroundings. Rai gritted his teeth. "This... is a spirit trap!" he said, struggling to move.