Novel & Cerita Miraculous Funny

"Nine years ago, of course, I was totally shocked when my nurse told me the story of how I suddenly regained my consciousness. But now, I am no longer haunted by it." "Is it because you already experienced that miracle before?" Serin nodded. “That’s understandable.” Francis replied. “Am I weird?” The guy glanced at her again. “Why??” “If other people experienced that same mysterious situation for the second time, they would have been bothered by it. But look at me now. You can clearly tell that I’m fascinated by it.” A beaming smile is plastered on her face. “All these years, I have considered that story a meaningful miracle.”

I nodded and looked in the backseat to find a bag he keeps there for emergency sakes, it has this very fluffy blanket and a magic fold mat that spreads very wide so we're not touching. The glass lets me see how he's pointing at the football match playing on the television attached to the wall and how he laughs with the attendant. Sa'ad is one of those people who genuinely thanks people for the services they render, the petrol attendant, the gate person, nearly everyone he meets has a smile and thanks. He literally brightens the day of those he meets.

"Some miracle happened. These amazing doctors showed up out of nowhere and they're taking care of him now. They think he's going to be okay." "Oh thank God," Jems breathed, squeezing Mira's hands. "I was so scared something terrible had happened. You've been acting so strange, and I thought," She paused, searching Mira's face. "Wait, are you okay? You seem, different. Like, you're smiling now, but earlier you were so,"

“Maybe then he’ll see my real potential. I could be of far greater use to him than someone like—” I bit my lip to hold back a laugh. Oh, she was so desperate to dig at me. Carla, you really don’t know who you’re dealing with. Mira… Mira laughed. Loud. Sharp. Mocking. It was not a pleasant laugh. It was dark, rich, and laced with something undeniably deadly. “Oh, I guarantee he’ll have plenty to say about you.” Carla preened, oblivious. But I knew exactly what Mira meant.

I groaned again, flopping onto my back dramatically like a dead fish, just as a knock interrupted my suffering. “Come in,” I rasped, though it sounded more like “c’minnnn.” The door swung open, and in walked Mirabel wearing a pastel yellow dress and an annoyingly cheerful smile. She carried a tray in her hands, walking briskly across the room. “Well, good morning, my lady,” she chirped. I squinted at her. “Mirabel… please stop yelling.” Mirabel giggled and placed the tray on my nightstand, “I took the liberty of preparing your hangover cure,” she said proudly, offering me a steaming mug.

One of the councillors — Elder Marrick, scarred from brow to chin — stepped forward, pointing a gnarled finger. “You’ve damned us. Every ledger, every prophecy warned against letting the First into flesh. Now it’s in you.” Killian’s head snapped toward him, and for a moment — only a moment — the shadows in the crypt bent with his gaze, pooling, thickening, as if they bowed to his attention. Marrick flinched, stumbling back. “I’m not it,” Killian said, quiet but sharp. “I’m still me.” “Are you?” Marrick spat. “Because I saw your eyes when you rose. I saw the vault answer you.”

Mira leaned close and whispered, “This is crazy, right? Fucking crazy!” Scarlet smiled faintly. “Yeah… it’s wild.” Mira’s attention suddenly snapped elsewhere. Her eyes widened, sparkling like she’d seen the damn moon for the first time. “Holy shit, that’s him!” she gasped. Scarlet frowned. “Who?” “My fuck boy!” Mira shouted over the music, laughing breathlessly. Scarlet’s jaw dropped. “You what?!” But Mira was already grabbing her purse, lipstick smudged into a grin. “Don’t wait up for me!” she yelled, slipping away into the crowd.

Life was made of little miracles and surprises thrown in for good measure. Yes, this wasn’t much of a surprise. I mean, I’ve always known I would leave Jumoke’s house, but I could never had imagined that it would come so fast. It was so strange. I really never lasted for a long time in a place. Could it be that there was something wrong with me? A tear dropped from my eyes and I wiped it off hastily

Closing on a person halfway through was a death sentence. The tear in the space before them formed. Enlarge and become something completely different from what they’d seen before. Instead of forming a ragged tear, it became a circular opening. They could see trees and other things on the other side. Not the opening into random chaos that both Larin and Hugo used. This disturbed them greatly, but they didn’t have time to think about it. It must have to do with the ritual being used with the mirror. “Alright, here we go. Keep walking when we get to the other side. We want to be as far away as possible.” Larin stepped forward, followed by Gemma, Becky, and finally Hugo.

Once the top of the egg shell was finally gone inside was a pure white teacup Pomeranian. Su Lan and the small dog stared at each other with their round black eyes. Inside Su Lan's mind, "Where is the legendary level part of this pup!!!! Can this pup even speak? How am I going to ask questions!!! This is definitely a scam!!!" As a mind battle was going on the pup bit her finger. A light shined as a magic circle lit up. Don't ask Su Lan how she knew it was a magic circle...it looks like the anime she watched when she was small. The magic circle was exactly the same! At this point, Su Lan felt she was going to have a mental breakdown because of everything that has happened since she was trans