Miraculous Characters Novels & Stories

Miracle rattled the slips, checking if there were any secret papers hidden in between. But there was none. The second half of the story was gone. "C'mon... Don't do this to me. I have to know the story." Miracle pressed her fingers to her lips, murmuring lines of undefinable words that echoed softly in the dimly lit room. As she chanted, a gentle swirl of white light unfurled from her fingertips, enveloping her hand in a shimmering embrace. Silvery tendrils of smoke swirled into the room, weaving in response to her invocation. They laid atop her mark of divinity on her chest, and seconds later, the bulging veins around her reddening mark began to ease.

If anyone was strong enough to pull off the shift of power and stop souls from passing over to the afterlife, it was Mira. He just hoped that she didn't lose her own soul in the process. Too many Light Oracles have tried and failed in the past. But one has never been quite as unique as Mira by being part Light Oracle and Lycan. MIRA lowered herself onto the surface, she knelt beside Clohe and picked her head up off the ground, and she breathed life back into her. A white mist departed from Miras' lips and it entered Clohes' mouth. Within seconds, Clohe sucked in one deep breath before her jaw fell open and a flutter of black butterflies exited her mouth.

But they pushed back their thoughts to the back of their mind temporarily and rushed at the enemies again with newfound hope. In Majika World, the same thing is happening. A sudden help also came—an army of gigantic creatures. Everyone felt extremely grateful because they gradually defeated the flying demons and other monsters. Mirai was happy because she knew that Luna probably sent them help. Her thoughts were confirmed when Armani told her that he felt Luna’s power. What made Mirai even happier was that their wounds suddenly disappeared, and they felt better than before. With their energy being regained, they attacked the demons again. Whereas, the world of mortals is still in turmoil bec

“Send the word. We fall back only if Aria falls.” Then she turned and unleashed a blizzard from her palms, freezing a dozen cultists in place before dashing forward to shatter them into ash. --- At the spire, Mira climbed the twisted stone using her claws and momentum. She was fast—faster than any other wolf in the allied packs—but the magic radiating from the spire slowed her like wading through a river of tar. She reached a ledge just below the summit and found herself staring into the breach. It wasn’t a gate, not in the traditional sense. It was a tear in the fabric of the world, held open by the spire and the lives of those sacrificed on the ritual pillars. Souls swirled within it—screa

Chapter Eighty-One: The Punisher Hawkins' POV Seeing Miracle fulfill her vengeance after years of suffering was satisfying to say the least. She's always had a good heart despite everything she's been through and that is why I admire and love her. She remained calm, lovely and kind no matter how much the people around her treated her like shīt.

“Miracle is the name you were denied by people who made mistakes and others who never had good intentions. If you let your soul be consumed by hate, then you will stay right where you are, and nobody can do a thing about it.” Miracle looked back at my mom to shout, “That’s right, you were the reason my life was worth only being bullied! You weren’t a Luna you were a bully! And you showed Marcela the same ways that led to built in me the hate I’m now showing!” My mom looked at me, confused, which I clarified before Miracle's anger took over. “I chose Alpha Stan as my mate. And it wasn’t till we swapped souls with the moon goddess that we found out who was our fated mates. I said I was sorry.

Mira looked sympathetically at me. “You must have somebody stronger than they are,” she said. I frowned. “Is that even possible?” She did not respond on the spot. Rather, she was tapping her fingers on the table as though she was thinking. Then she said, “There may be one person.” I lifted my head. “Who?” Mira hesitated for a second. “Lucian Silverfang.” The name meant nothing to me. “Who is that?” I asked. Mira threw back her chair.

MIRA'S POV:- "The powers she just used were exactly like the powers Fredrick possessed. And Mira was gifted her powers by the late Mr and Mrs MacCarthy. And everyone in this courtroom knows that Fredrick's powers were nothing like his parents. He was different. He was a hybrid. And the main reason why I am called in this courtroom. Mrs Mira MacCarthy, that is what I would call her after knowing the fact that she is pregnant with Mr Fredrick MacCarthy's child." I gasped loudly as I heard what that old man said in the end. My eyes moistened up as I covered my mouth with my palm.

Yes, accept it. At some point, you are going to have to accept that there are words like faith, like hope and that there are even those things that they are calling miracles. Yet there are people; some might call them beings that play with the lives of others in their hands. This, my dear Mirabelle will be an evil that will come for us. But my love. I can now honestly say that this evil, you should stay at bay. You might think you are going to tear Mirabelle and me apart, where in fact, you will only bringing us stronger and closer towards each other.

“Ok, I think we need to- before I could finish the sentence, I felt this glow surrounding my body. Before I could finish the sentence, I felt this glow surrounding my body and Cordell pulled me from his grip, pushing me back a few meters. The glow was turning blue. I feel myself standing on two feet. The sound of lighting appears then the wind blow I could feel the heat raiding through my body. I could not bear it no more. I howl to where it became deadly. Finally everything stops, when it was over I could see everyone bow in submission. “ Xyla what have we done?” “ I don’t know Mileena, but I feel our bodies are different. We are a lot stronger now the moon goddess has graced us with her gi