Miraculous Juleka Novels & Stories

I nodded my head at the direction of the table. Morgana glanced at me and at the bowl. She picked up the bowl and smiled at me. "It's a porridge potion." She answered and I arched my brows in confusion. "What's that for?" "I made it specially for you." She stirred the content in the bowl. I peered into the bowl. The so called portion was a sticky white substance. I bet it'd be better as hell. "I think you being a weak power carrier made you vulnerable to Sage's attacks. Hence, I made it for you. It'll heal you from the internal injuries his powers might have caused and this will also strengthen you." She told me and stopped stirring.

“I don’t know anything.” The man smiled faintly, not kind. “You don’t have to know. My witch can find the mirror through you. Its magic etched you like a brand. All we need is the link.” A figure drifted into the light—a woman with eyes black as pitch, skin like pale smoke. She carried a bowl of water and a blade of obsidian. She didn’t speak, only set the bowl on Jalen’s chest and drew a line of blood across his palm, letting it drip into the water.

"Celeste, save me. We can be like we were in our last life. We'll have a child... I promise I'll treat you right this time!" Suddenly, Miriam burst into the room, clutching a newborn baby in a swaddle. She was a mess of tears and snot. "Jules, I didn't lie to you! Just give me one more chance! It'll work this time!" I realized then what had happened while I was away. Just like in our last life, Julian had performed a dangerous stunt to win Miriam's favor. He free-climbed a cliff with no safety gear, only to fall.

" cried Soraia, pulling Miranda away from her, but not only that, she noticed a reddish gleam in Soraia's eyes. Weird... -Do as I say or you die... -Miranda sighed in the pause that made her heart bleed with memories- how I died. Soraia took a deep breath, turned to Miranda more calmly and asked, "What do I have to do? -First, don't say anything to Julio Cesar about me-for what? Soraia nodded. -And second," she took from the bag she had placed on the floor beside her a beautiful, different in shape and large in size, vial and handed it to Soraia who frowned as she took it, "from now on, rub this on your body every day.

Juma scoffed, "I see you bring the lies of the outside world with you. Admit you are after the glory of being the first outsider to see the broken plains." Once more, the Al' Miraj appeared in front of Aurelia, "I think my divine friend disagrees with you, Juma," Aurelia pointed at the Al' Miraj's luminescent horn. "I am determined to win this fight and the hearts of people back home for the future of Shadowfen and the world."

“I don’t know. I think it might have been this bracelet that my mom made me promise to never take off. After it came off, my powers completely awakened.” Exia nods. “It’s possible that she bewitched the bracelet to stifle your powers. But why would she do that?” Jules shrugs. “I don’t know, but I think it might have something to do with my father.” Exia raises her hand and produces a knife similar to Jules’. “It seems we have a lot to talk about. Tell me, what is your name?” Jules swallows hard before she answers. “My name is Juliet LeTueur Romanis, and this is my…my boyf─mate, Rowan.”

The look of surprise on her face suggested Zayden hadn’t imagined the setting in front of him. Dhara was actually glowing with a slightly bluish tint. “Impossible!” Jules gasped, her eyes almost as wide as saucers. She pushed the chair back with a jerk, the poor thing overturning behind her. “You found it. But how… how’s that possible?” “Found who?” Zayden glared, unable to peel his gaze off Dhara. She was glowing, like a moon goddess herself. “The divinity never fails to amaze me,” Jules chuckled maniacally, tears of awe glimmering in her eyes. “I can’t believe she actually exists.”

The first time the unusual dream visited Leesa’s sleep she didn’t think much about it, other than it would have made a great beginning to a pretty cool book. She had dreamed about a bunch of teenagers called the Miracles, all but one of them possessing a specific magical power. It wasn’t wizard magic like hers, but some of the powers were similar. One curly-haired blond girl could perform telekinesis, and her handsome Mexican boyfriend could create magical light, similar to Leesa’s illumination orbs. A beautiful Asian girl possessed a healing power. Other powers were very different from anything Leesa or Dominic could do. One freckle-faced, red-headed guy could rewind time for a short period

Rubby’s POV. I came back from the gym to meet my parents standing in front of the tv like they have seen a ghost. “Mom?” I walked closer and caught a glimpse of the screen. “Abj’s new CEO reveals her true identity. Mira Greg”. I cleaned my eyes to make sure I was seeing properly. Like a wind, it struck me. “I have waited for this,sister”. “What in Free city is this manipulation”. I yelled. “Mom, she is Mira”. I almost lost balance.

Luceya was settling in as well. “That went well,” said Keyla after a moment. “Indeed. The Maajira will be glad to hear of our success.” Keyla shook her head. “They are unusual people, aren’t they.” “Yes, in their way. But rest assured they will be invaluable as allies. They have skills with magic that even the Na’Himara lack.” Keyla frowned, recalling her training and education. It was hard to imagine another group having more knowledge of magic. Noting her frown, Luceya said, “Have you felt a darkness pervading the essence of life?”