Miraculous Felix Novels & Stories

A stranger was standing in front of her, since all seats were taken, while reaching out a hand to her. “I don’t know what happened, but…” he started to say with a small hesitant smile. “It’s Christmas, so cheer up” “Huh?” she frowned, confused. Then she looked down at his hand and noticed that he was offering her his handkerchief. Realization hit her and she quickly brought a hand to her face. True enough, her cheeks were damp. “T-Tears?”

she was kind of lost in all of this, having a feeling of not belonging to this supernatural circle. Unconsciously, Sarah reached for Luke’s hand. He was standing beside her, and the contact of their skins gave her the strength and clarity of mind she needed. “Again, see this?” Celia pointed to the upper right corner of the plate to a symbol that no one recognized but her. “It’s actually something you can address as the title of the prophecy.” She giggled at her own joke. “It says: ‘Rise of the fire,’ and as we now know, fire here equals phoenix.” Even the simple pronouncing the word ‘phoenix’ made Celia spiral and not in a bad way. “Further down the symbols engraved, we can see a mention of

Preparing herself for the worst news. She heaved a sigh and bit her lips before she released them to ask the soldier. "What is the news from the borders?" Morrigan's voice was shaken but she tried her best to keep her composure intact in front of the soldier in front of her. Even with her heart pounding loudly. She waits, an agonizing wait. He clicks his fingers and two other messengers went into the room, with a golden cage, inside it is a blue parakeet. Morrigan looked at the bird with curious eyes. One of the messengers stepped closer to her and handed her the parakeet. It flaps its ears inside the cage, looking at her as it tilts its head and gazes at her. "Master Colfre wanted you to ha

Devoured. His head lowered, and he tasted one of those berries. She gasped as his mouth touched her bare chest, excitement coursing through her entire being. The fear she once felt vanished; she was now craving more. While his mouth explored her breasts, his hand worked magic inside her, opening her, thrusting inside her. With each movement, Grace gasped hard. His fingers eased out of her, replaced by his shaft—shocking, large, too intimate. Then, the fear returned once again.

They would have killed him but a man in his mid forties saved him and took him in. He took care of him. He made sure Mile regained all his strength. He trained him to be strong. He taught him to fight. And only then Mile got to know that the man belongs to the Mafia. The dark side of the world. Mile could leave it if he wanted to. But he didn’t. Power.... Money.. What else one needs? He got everything after that kind man died. He gave everything to Mile. And since then his men were loyal to Mile. He met Natt during an exhibition for the business market. He was taking chances to expand his business of fruits and vegetables import export. But lost his heart.

Stella stared at the scar exposed on her wrist. "Mark, you..." Her breathing grew heavy. Behind her lenses, her eyes were bloodshot. "Officers! We've got a murderer here with evidence hanging right off her wrist! "Amelia Fernandez's husband definitely scratched that scar while fighting for his life! Run a DNA test!" I shouted at the tactical team around us. "Move!" At the tactical team leader’s command, two officers rushed forward, executing a takedown and slamming Stella face-first into the rain-soaked ground.

I have to be strong and end this make-believe fantasy world tonight! Without saying a word, Gabriel walked towards me and carried me bridal style to the couch. He sat down and placed me on his lap and turned me to face him. “Miss Bellatrix Willow, do you believe in love at first sight?” I answered, “No!” “Well, neither did I. To be quite honest, after my last relationship, I promised myself never to allow myself to feel anything again. I trained my heart to turn stone cold. I had random women warming my bed over the years, but I felt nothing! On that day, when I saw your picture in Ari’s room, I felt a warm sensation in my heart.I am not going to lie, as fearless as I am, that feeling scared

Declan and Sebastian cheer behind us, clearly entertained that Liam is encountering that sort of feeling. Not long before we leave the room however, a tremendous structure fills the entryway. "Hello," he gestures at Liam, and afterward turns his look to me. "I'm Felix," he presents himself, without a grin. "I'm Isla," I note his comparability to Liam, their resemblance practically frightening. Felix is built, significantly more so than Liam, and strong. He is tall with earthy colored hair, his face a practically ideal duplicate of Liam. Nonetheless, a meager scar extends from his brow to his cheek, damaging his generally lovely face. Assuming Liam was the Sovereign of Light, Felix would sure

Hespera crawled against the wall, severely bleeding from multiple cuts, while Felix stood still with his head low. "F-Felix?" I muttered fearfully. He suddenly raised his head, his lips curving into a grim smirk. I gasped as he opened his eyes, revealing his terrifying blood-red irises. His gaze was like a block of ice, piercing right through my heart. "Felix?" His deep voice vibrated across the walls of the cave. "I'm afraid that he is no longer here."

“After that, I promised myself I’d never let anything like that happen ever again. Never let the fans get too close. Any one of them could be some raving lunatic.” “Yeah, I remember seeing something about that,” Jade says. “She thought that you were a demon, or a vampire or something, right Felix? And that she was saving the world or something? Right?” He adjusts the rearview mirror to look into Felix’s eyes. Felix stares coldly back at him, before replying, “Right.” At that moment the notes of Déjà Vu blossom in the quiet air, the gentle ebb and flow of Felix’s distant voice as he sings like the whispering of a ghost.