Miraculous Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

Xoxo, Your humble Author, Miracle.

He commented casually but Mira's eyes widened. How did he know that I was in a long dream? Does he have the ability to read other people's minds? Mira pondered silently.Afyer dying and coming back to life, nothing suprised her anymore. In the past, she would think how ridiculous those online novels about rebirth were. I mean, how could time turn back and have a dead person, I mean literally, relive his life? To her that's a phenomena accompanied with fantasy.It Was something science couldn't explain so she termed it as bullshit.

Haden said. Mira did not look at him. She kept her eyes on me. “I am a Mirage. You said it yourself. I can split and morph. I can learn a scent and breed it into my skin. If I take enough of your blood and your scent and your manner, I can be close enough. It will follow me instead of you. I can run it in circles forever. You can finish the bond with your mate and lock the gate.” I stared at her. “That is not how this works.”

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

She continues, and I grin at her. “Who said the world is fair, my love? You know I will temporarily block your power use, and then Layla is going to be better than you before your month is up.” Mirage walks to her father, hiding her head in his leg, mumbling about unfair moms, and sisters who just can’t keep up without help. I chuckle at her antics, nodding to Liam. He mindlinks a thank you, hoists Mirage into his arms and walks away with her, putting her down as he takes the other two with him as well.

“She promised to steal my mate two days ago. And now she is doing it.” Murmurs rippled through the hall. “Ridiculous.” “Madness.” “Yes, Mira,” Seraphina said softly, almost kindly. Mira did not notice the trap closing. “You see?” Mira cried. “She has charmed him.” “The same way you charmed him and stole him from his original mate,” Seraphina replied coolly. The smile on her face was glacial. Mira felt it like ice sliding down her spine. “That is a lie,” Mira snapped. “I did no such thing.”

How can we put an end to this if we don’t stay away from each other? We were not in any kind of relationship, but when I write my diary entry that night, it feels like I’ve been jilted. I strike through the whole entry, determined not to let him mar my sexy fantasies. Just because I stopped acting on these fantasies doesn’t mean I can’t write them. This time, I’m writing from experience. When Rhys touches me in my fantasies, I feel his touch as though it were real, the scent of his skin when he embraces me so unadulterated that the lines between imagination and reality start to blur.

That’s what made this whole thing even stranger. I raised a brow. “How’s that even possible? How can she imprint if the Moon never meant for her to have anyone?” Maximus met my eyes, then shrugged. “Don’t know,” he admitted. “Maybe the Moon’s giving her a break. She’s been through hell. Maybe... this is her reward.” Could be. He wasn’t wrong. “Could be,” I echoed. “Wouldn’t be the worst thing the Moon’s ever done.” Maybe Mirabelle had been holding onto hope this whole time. Hoping the Moon had more for her than just duty and heartbreak. Hoping there was still someone out there who’d see her—really see her—and love her like she deserved.

“I’m sorry, Mira. I failed, but I promise I'll fix it. Give me a chance to.” She wiped the tears from her cheeks. “It will take a while to trust you again, but you better don't stop trying.” Thane nodded, a small smile forming on his lips. “Also,” alternate Mira added, sniffling noisily. “I think my alternate is smitten by you.” He chuckled at that. “What? You think I'm her mate in her universe?” “Or you're probably dead.” She shrugged. “Well, we're about to find out.”

Elena’s POV I was awakened by the sunlight shining on my face. Stirring awake on my seat, I shifted and stretched out my lips, but then I felt something fall on my lap. Looking down, a smile instantly formed on my lips as I saw the maroon cape of Prince Deacon draped on me. Holding it close, I looked around and found my warriors busy doing their own thing. But what put me in an awkward situation was the teasing glint in Maise and Saige’s eyes while they stared at me with knowing eyes.