Miraculous Hero Novels & Stories

Elysia's ability to sense the threads of fate proved invaluable here, guiding them through the woods while also warning them of lurking perils. In a moonlit glade, they encountered a mystical creature known as the Guardian of Reflections. This being had the power to reveal one's innermost thoughts and doubts, testing the heroes' resolve and challenging the strength of their unity. Each hero faced their own reflection, confronting their fears and embracing their strengths. Through honesty and mutual support, they overcame this trial, proving that their bond was unbreakable.

The same Percy who claimed he wouldn't judge me and allowed others to embrace me was now trying to paint me as a villain to his friend. "Um, you're a beta of the largest pack, not to mention, you work for Lord Bernard," he scoffed at Percy, ensuring I stood behind him. "Anyway, there's no discussion here. She's going back home, no matter who she is or where she's from. I don't tolerate people who assert their authority over others," to my surprise, Miraculous revealed himself to be a much better person than I had imagined. He turned to me and handed me some coins, "go make a call."

Sieg paused, frowning at Candice. Candice said, "If this is your attitude, we won't accept it." Sieg's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Candice warningly. William was known as a demon king in the South City. He had been raised abroad since childhood and had returned to the country not long ago. Just recently, he had gotten into a car accident, and had crippled the other person's leg. Sieg was about to warn Candice to shut up when he heard a bang. Candice slammed the door shut right in front of him.

Haneul suspected this was happening to LJ, who tend to spend too much time with humans for his own good. "She's here. Just try to focus. You can do it." Haneul told LJ, surveying their surroundings again. They were at a tiny bar somewhere in the outskirts of Munich. If their surveillance were correct, their target would be arriving any minute there to celebrate her birthday. This particular creature is a Mirror, one of the very few born on earth wearing Lilith's biological form. Mirrors were more dangerous than the ordinary Lilim, so they had to bide their time and observe. But it had been about an hour, and there was no sign of the Lilim anywhere.

Raptor was curious about what gifts his granddaughter had inherited from him. "She doesn't like to speak of it. Mira is the same way. Mira has an altogether different gift. But Amethyst, she knows things. Things that are not yet. I would say she is a prophetess. Mira, her gift terrified her as a child. Unfortunately, she learned to be very careful about who and what she touched." Raptor looked at his daughter and frowned, "Why?"

Duke pressed his lips together with his chin rain up a bit and at that moment, his eyes turned very clear. "He is Gamma's son but I see him as my brother because I take him as one." Duke explained. "And his name is Miracle and he happened to heal you when you were lying unconscious." Miracle rolled his eyes at Duke before walking towards me with a smile that could make girls fall easily for him. Was this what they call a charm? Because if it was, then it was really powerful.

The Omnipotent Lord froze before he asked, “What happened?” Mirabelle Joandra crawled up from the ground and wiped the blood trace off her lips before sitting in a lotus position on the ground to heal her injuries. Her face was pale, and she seemed to be in a wretched state as she said feebly, “I encountered a powerful Lord in the Dark World and was injured by her.” The Omnipotent Lord’s expression was grim. He knew that Mirabelle had cultivated eight Macrocosm Powers. Now, however, she had gotten injured in the Dark World. Although he did not know much about the Dark World, he had heard of some of the most infamous Lords.

Afraid that she might fall into an endless unconsciousness, she's trying hard not to think of anything at all about her and she just diverted all her attention to Euphemia. But just like how the sun sets every afternoon, she would constantly end her day with the question... ` Who am I? ` Her name is Mirage. But who Mirage really is? She's supposed to be the dead daughter of Alfonse and Miranda. She's the granddaughter of the business tycoon Augustus Esquibel. She's the cousin of Nicolo and Travis. She's the mother of Euphemia. She's the wife of....? And her head will start to throb that will cause her to panic inside. She will try everything to forget that thought over again. To save herself

“Oh my stars.” I openly gaped at the magic that was swirling around. A mere lightshow. A low grade ability that even I can do flawlessly. Nonetheless, I believe it was still something to marvel at. Magic was a sight to see. No matter how small. “Amazing isn’t it?” Sungul grinned proudly, “To know that you’ll soon have a familiar in your grasp.”