Miraculous Funny Novels & Stories

One Last Moment Live each moment like it's the last moment in you life - Jim MacLaren ~***~ Reign’s POV Honestly, on my first day here, I instantly gravitated to him even if it was just arguing; it was damn entertaining. I guess it's the attention that I was getting that made it worth my while. It’s like a magnet and its object, no matter how hard you try pulling away, it hauls you back. It was great having someone who you could bond with naturally without any interference, nothing’s more amazing than that.

I think all women are beautiful, but Francine’s beauty goes beyond the surface. She reminds me of Belle, from the popular Disney movie about the French girl and the beast. It seems to me she has no idea how gorgeous she is, but is very aware of her intelligence. That’s the type of girl I want on my arm. Not to mention she tastes just like a warm, ripe peach... I drifted a bit, and almost choked on bubbly bath water. As I wiped my face, Ember came running in with a meow to greet me for the first time since I was sober.

Rai Yuan entered, his long, brisk strides carrying a sack containing the body of a middle-aged woman. ​"She just died this morning. Sick and infected with the same thing," Rai said flatly, opening the sack and pulling the corpse out. The skin was a sickly, pale green, and some areas showed scars resembling the tissue damage caused by an internal parasite. "Her body size is nearly identical. We only need eyes that aren't looking too closely." ​Bae Ya turned, her eyes widening. "Is that...?" ​Rai gave her a brief look. "You already know. Now, help us. Put Madam Su's clothes on this corpse!"

I said giggling. "It has no fucking arms or legs; how could it possibly know Kun-fu?". Marina just laughed and said "It has a fucking kick alright" We both giggled again. A devious smile formed on Marina’s pretty pink lips. If I didn't know better, I'd even say she was drooling a little. Suddenly, pink bitch started dancing all over the table, bumping and grinding and vibrating.

"Lucy Miller, your mate bond with Ethan Carrillo will be severed. Your information in the wolf clan registry will be erased, and he will never find you again. Are you sure about this?" I kneeled before the Moon Goddess' statue and replied, "I'm sure." "Okay, then." A flash of holy light filled the room, and a vial of potion appeared before me. "Drink this, and you and Alpha Ethan will automatically be divorced in three days. The wolf clan will have no record of you anymore." Without hesitation, I tilted my head back and drank it in one go. When I left the shrine, I had already bought a plane ticket to a northern pack.

His eyes caught on a footnote at the bottom: See also: Fated Bonds for cases of supernatural attraction overriding species instinct. Nathan froze. The Special Section required faculty permission, but the wolf in him recognized opportunity. He waited until the librarian stepped away before slipping behind the circulation desk. The Special Section door opened with a creak that set his teeth on edge. Inside, the air smelled different—older, heavier with magic. His night vision sharpened as he scanned the shelves until he found it: Fated Bonds: When Instinct Overrides Reason. The cover felt strangely warm under his fingertips, bound in what his wolf recognized immediately as wolfskin.

Slightly frustrated by his shortcoming,he divided some of his aura that was mixed with his will and make it enter these shiny thinks that are like fireflies hovering around him that were and still two creature that can make anyone shit his pants with their skinless and huge ten meter tall and four meter wide bodies, and eyes like soccer balls that can turn around like a lizard starving looking for food, with jaws that can devoured a cow in one fell swoop, with fangs like spears hanging in their mouth hangry to stab something, anything that can move. Through one of those flickering lights, a dazed old man, he walks like drank fool after a miserable missed up day of bad luck , yellow sands f

He pulled five hundred dollar bills and put it down on the table. "The rest is yours after the bill." And with that he just walk out of the room. The other two followed him but the lady gave her a wink before marching out also. Amanda thought it was not lady-like at all to wink but the lady looks cute winking like that. She smiled inwardly. She looked at the money on the table and frowned why did he gave her so much. Whatever his motives is, she's grateful of the added tip.

Once the magus returns, there will be no hiding the fact that not only is my belly no longer round, but that my nest has a new little inhabitant. “What am I going to do with you, little one?” I sigh, placing a hand on her still-warm shell. She blinks at me. Only the light isn’t the dim glimmer I experienced with her siblings; it’s more of a bright flash that makes me blink as I see a dark afterimage. “You have quite the spark, Miracle,” I say, the name I’ve already given her in my heart, “But my eyes are sensitive. Maybe less glow next time.”