Miraculous Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

I stoped counting my steps and how much I walked, I didn’t understand if this is a dream or I magicly traveled here by any way out of my thinking capabilities, after my death infrond of my eyes, I hated being a stepping stone for others, and an amusement thing to pass their time when I was in school, by bullying or make fun at me, in that time I let it happen because I can’t strike back for, evry time I try defending myself by talking back, the words stuck at my mouth and can’t come out, and even if it can comes out, it will be incoherent or forget to continue what in my mind than starting bubling nonsense, that will give me beating or humiliation frond of every one there, whitch push me la

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,

Without instruction. Just nature, doing what nature does when the right conditions finally exist. ______________ I originally intended for Zara to be possessed by morrha but while I was working on the novel, I realised Mira was a better option someone unexpected. thanks for staying with me through to the end of arc one. arc 2 resumes tomorrow. I apologise for only uploading one chapter today ARC ONE ENDS

King, small and dazed, like she didn’t even realize what was happening. Of all people. Mirabel. Tina clenched her fists under the blanket. For a moment, jealousy threatened to overwhelm her. Raw. Ugly. Burning. Then she forced herself to breathe. Think. She turned onto her side, staring into the darkness. It was nothing. Just luck. Just a foolish fan moment. Men like Derick Lingard didn’t fall for girls like Mira. They didn’t remember them. They didn’t look twice. Mira had only crossed his path by accident.

“What’s going on? You okay? Need water?” Maya forced a smile and shook his head. “I’m fine. Just the heat.” But he wasn’t fine. And that night, as soon as he got home, he called Hido again. “Is it even possible for two Enigmas to be in a relationship?” Maya asked as soon as Hido picked up. “I mean, I’d kind of be the connection between them, but wouldn’t they just kill each other?” There was a pause. “They’re both Enigmas?” Hido asked, incredulous.

It felt like an invisible hand was squeezing my nerves, twisting them into a single, vibrating thread. "Miss Misya?" Zerikyu's voice sounded distant, high-pitched, and anxious. I held my head, my breath catching. There was another voice, not mine. Revive me! Mine! You're not me! My legs stumbled backward. A violent push sent me crashing into soft shadows, the scent of wet earth, and the eyes of someone I knew. My old face. Milky Wilkya's face. She was burning. My body was burning. Intense heat spread, and everything exploded.

ISABELLA'S POV Every day, I find myself asking the same questions. Is fate nothing but a trick of the light? A false promise that fades away just when you need it most? And what of fortune? A ravenous beast, feasting on the innocent, leaving nothing but anguish and despair in its wake. Yes, that's what it is. That's what I believe. I stare into the cracked, half-broken mirror, my reflection staring back with sunken eyes, black circles under them, and disheveled hair.

"Are you alright?" ​"Yes," she replied curtly. ​Rai Yuan steadied his breath, his eyes tracing Sua's face which looked pale yet remained calm. The girl's gaze was still focused, not empty, not panicked, and that relieved Rai somewhat. ​He himself had been through the third mist before. The illusions of this place were familiar to him. He knew the mist dredged up the deepest parts of the soul—regrets, wounds, loss. He had just emerged from his own visions. For him, it wasn't the first test.

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The physical pressure was suffocating, her firm nipples pressing hard against my own through the thin fabric of our clothes. The overwhelming supernatural allure radiating from the fox spirit was becoming exponentially harder to resist with every passing second, flooding my senses with dizzying heat. It felt like my blood was slowly boiling from the inside out. But I grit my teeth until my jaw ached and refused to break. I held onto the memory of Micah's face, anchoring my soul against her dark, seductive magic. “What are you doing to her?” Mirrielle's sharp voice suddenly cut through the heavy air as the heavy modern suite door swung wide open.