Miraculous Cataclysm Novels & Stories

Fallon POV Six months after my rescue, I finally made a full recovery. Umbra is dead, and most of her witches are. Libby and Crane have worked hard to restore peace to the supernatural community. They are doing great and are making great reapers. Their teenagers have become permanent members of our pack. Alpha Mayhem gave them jobs and educational resources while their parents did what was necessary to keep us safe.

Mira said, still studying the documents. "A failsafe. If the binding is forcibly broken outside the proper astronomical conditions, it could cause catastrophic magical backlash." "Define catastrophic," Kael said carefully. "The suppressed power doesn't just release – it explodes. Everyone within a certain radius would be affected by uncontrolled primordial energy." Mira's face was pale. "The spell casters included this failsafe to ensure that even if someone tried to break the binding early, the result would be too dangerous to risk." "How large a radius?" Stephan asked.

Zadicus cast his ultimate spell. Bringing a circle of blood to the sky holding immense power to dispel any magic power. It released a smoke of intense dark magic moving in circles rapidly. “Hmph.” Katastrofi scoffed, releasing a slash but Zadicus stopped it. Katastrofi didn’t know what Zadicus experienced. He was not inside Zadicus’ mind but his patterns, inside the relic’s seals. He knows nothing about his attacks and spells. “Ungodly Rain.” Blood began to fall from the sky in their area which was in fact fatal acid, melting anything coming in this way.

“Bound beneath the Black Gorge. Fed by blood. Summoned by betrayal and vengeance. Immune to claw or fang. Can only be silenced by the Moon’s Flame.” The silence afterward was suffocating. “That’s why Mira led us there,” Damien said slowly. “She was never trying to kill you. She needed you alive. Needed your blood. She wanted to awaken this… thing.” “And use me to destroy it,” I finished. “Or to bind it again.” Elyra crossed her arms. “Either way, she sacrificed herself to release something that shouldn't exist.” Grayson stepped away from the altar, running a hand through his hair. “What now? This thing is free. Mira’s dead. We barely escaped with our lives, and now we know it can’t be fought

She folded her hands across her chest as she fixed her eyes on the scene before us. We all heard a loud growl which was suddenly accompanied with thunder and lightning. Before we could say jack, a pool of water came from nowhere to wipe out the army the dragon had replicated. It didn’t only wipe them off for them to resurface. It completely wiped them out this time. “How did this happen in the first place?” Morgana enquired. “Something about a ruler of the night?” I said unsure. “At least that was all I heard about their identity.” Morgana’s frown deepened at the mention of “a ruler of the night”.

Many tried to run but were suddenly crushed by a mental wall that began to cage everyone in. All sounds faded and an ache ran through Trix’s head. She felt herself being pulled in a direction which she did not know. Her vision blurred and the pain grew. She fell to her knees. It was as if her head was about to explode she felt as if she was going to die. ‘Stop fighting it,’ a voice echoed through the chaos. ‘It is who you are Trixiana.’ ‘Open your eyes, Trix.’ ‘Open your eyes!’ Trix eyes snapped opened and she met the concerned hazel eyes of Tristan.

I couldn't sense anyone there. I waited for him to stand up and mock me like he used to, yet nothing. I was horrified; there was no way I could have killed him with my wolf power. Sebastian was a strong wolf with a special healing ability. If I had attacked him with my wolf power, he should be healing by now. "What did I just do?" I groaned in frustration, trying to remember, but nothing came to mind. My name is Mira Constance, a twenty-year-old wolf, and today is my coronation day. Mother suggested I spar with Sebastian every day so that I could have full control of my powers.

I giggle. “Ah yes, another man with many rugs draped over his body masquerading as clothing. I fear that we may all die of a fashion emergency instead of another drought or war.” I smile and try to hold in my snorts, as the carriage enters a foggy forest, and Dante continues to mock every noble from the Wailing Coast to the Soundless Seas. “Lady Dyteria gave birth again,” I say, trying my hardest to be modest. One must be modest, after all, to set an example for the future lords and ladies I shall preside over.

"However, a prophecy was spoken by one of the dark witches, speaking of the birth of a celestial wolf from a priestess and an Alpha, who is destined to be Magnus' downfall. Many believed it foretold the birth of Celeste's pup which fuelled his anger once again." "On the night of the Autumn Equinox, before the celebration of Mabon, Magnus, his harem, and a number of his most trusted rogues in his army, invaded Autumn Moon Pack's territory, the very territory of Alpha Blake Davis. Survivors of that pack narrated the death of Alpha Blake and High Priestess Celeste by the hands of Magnus after which a great flood and earthquake swallowed the territory leaving behind a wall of thorns and its land

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,