Novel & Cerita Miraculous Funny

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,

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

"So don't worry, my Lady, even in the past, Lord Vladimyr just ignored those bitches. How much more now that you're here?" My jaw dropped for quite a peculiar reason. Did I just hear Miranda say bitch?! I laughed so hard that I coughed and bent over. My legs almost gave way to the floor from laughing, but Miranda held me by my back and stomach to assist me. "My Lady, you really are such a strange being. One minute you're depressed and anxious, the next minute you're laughing," she commented while looking at me like I'm her long-lost child. I flashed a smile and said, "Well, ain't we all? I mean, I'm still worried, of course, but sometimes we just have to either pretend or make it real so tha

My jaw clenches against the groans ripping from my throat. When I reach the steps, I hook my arm around the railing. My grip slips on the first try with my blood-slick hands, but I manage to clamp down to pull myself upright. My knees wobble. Every movement pushes more blood through my fingers where I press down on my side. Somehow I'm standing. Swaying. Shaking. But I'm upright. How? Pure, burning adrenaline. It's a fucked up miracle drug that tricks your body into thinking it can keep going when you're already halfway dead.

Mila realized that she was still able to hold his hand, therefore she felt slightly relief, at the very least, she wouldn’t disappear all of sudden, maybe they could find something, or maybe she would be able to do something with this realization of the mirror. “Miracle mirror?” Mila lifted her head and then look at Aaric, her brows furrowed when she heard that. “Liam had told me about the mirror, I have used it as well, but I don’t think the name is Miracle Mirror?” Mila was slightly confused because she couldn’t remember what Liam called this mirror. Was that a magic mirror? Or what? She really couldn’t recall anything about it. “That’s the name, but maybe he used different term, but for a

I pulled the cord and began to climb the ladder. Once I made it to the attic, I began shining the light through the room, but I still didn't see anything. Walking through, I felt something touch the bottom of my foot; it was glass. Why was there glass? I looked up to see a mirror that used to be in my room; I remember it like it was yesterday. Mom and Dad took it out when I was little because I woke up from nightmares; I was six, talking about gruesome things that a six-year-old girl shouldn't know about. I shoved that memory aside and looked back at the mirror then started to leave, but I saw something, a glimpse of something "Hello?" I breathed; my chest was beginning to hurt. I heard the

She sat up instantly and rubbed her eyes as her mind was still bland. "I am on my way." She muttered as she scrambled down the bed. She looked at herself in the mirror and behind her ear was a small purple scar from an injury. Wait... She pulled her hair to the back to see the image clearer. "What the fuck?!" She muttered as she could not avert her gaze from it. She slowly caressed it and she winced at the freshness of the pain. Where did she get this? "Lyra, if I come to meet you there, you will have yourself to blame." Her mother said through the mind link and she grunted in annoyance. She exited her room as she grumbled incoherently.

"Hmm, Could you tell me why you would want to transfer your shot call to him easily?" "Two reasons. First: A sheep pretending to be a monster is scary if you think about it. Second: For The Glory, that's why we play this game." "Alright, let's discuss this with Emily when she gets here." *Knock!* *Knock!* *Knock!*

She picked it up and saw a spam message, which she swiftly erased before heading confidently to the private room. The phrase "wolf in sheep's clothing" was a fitting description for Francis. He wore glasses that gave him an air of sophistication. "I see you're open to revisiting old times with me," he replied, looking at Candice with interest. Candice responded with a cold demeanor, "We have no past to revisit. You mentioned having something to show me. What is it?" Instead of answering her query, Francis shifted the conversation. He probed, "Struggling to find a suitable job after leaving Aether Corporation? Why not consider Webrews Group?"

"I can't risk it." "You are so funny." Mira's face cracked into a grin, and I felt something in my chest loosen. Then I started laughing too. We laughed until my sides hurt. Until the river seemed to laugh with us. Then Mira stopped. Her hand came up, warm and quick, and brushed across my cheek. Her thumb swiped at something just below my eye. "A bubble," she said, holding up her glistening finger. "It was feeling too comfortable." I stared at her, warmth crept in my heart. How could I thank her enough being the only person kind to me in this place.