Miraculous Ladybug A Christmas Special Novels & Stories

"Why does Esther get a Hermes bag worth over ten grand for one night, while I only get 700 bucks? "Is it just because she's prettier than me? This world is so unfair."

"Good. Everything is here." She began working at the low table near the bed. Hot water was brewed over a small stove, the ingredients were added to the boiling water, and a fragrant steam began to fill the room. A thick, greenish-brown liquid was carefully poured into a small glass bottle. The anti-parasite medicine for her mother—the second dose, stronger than the last. As she finished, the commotion outside the window grew louder. A guard was inspecting the leaves near the window frame, with a few curious servants standing behind him.

Going through the double doors, the princes of Hell were all gathered in that area, staring out the window. The same giant ladybug was there, glowing like a shooting star. It pulsed, floating still, and then barreling towards the window where everyone was at. "Everybody get down!" Lucifer screamed, and they all dived down to the ground, glass shattering everywhere as the ladybug burst through, scanning around the area. It stopped in front of Loss, a glow surrounding around him. He had never felt this warmth, the way it went all over his skin. When he glanced down, the wound on his chest began to heal, the fresh skin covering the bones of his chest and ribs.

I curled up with Chris in his bed as we watched a movie. He’s been worried about me over the past week, which I feel bad about. I hate worrying everyone. Chris surprised me with a home-cooked dinner and a movie; A Journey Back to Christmas, my favorite Christmas movie ever. I sighed as we watched, “What’s wrong?” Chris asked; I shook my head, but Chris was not about to take that for an answer. He paused the movie and straightened up, waiting for me to talk to him.

Then, they'd give each other candies and blessings on Christmas day. Maxwell wanted to lure her into the dark, but she surprised him with candy on the festive occasion. It had a fancy wrapper, which meant she hadn't given him one out of random. Although Rebecca had likely given candies to everyone she knew, Maxwell believed she had specially given this one to him. It was his rare candy that belonged to only him.

I couldn’t help it, as I started laughing. For there in the middle of the hallway screeching her head off was the biggest airhead of the ladies, Jessenia Huxley. Standing or really bouncing at her feet was Ladybug, who was yapping and growling as Maniac sat behind glaring at Jessenia. I could see that Jessenia had a terrible meeting with Maniac as her clothes were torn and stained with blood. She wasn’t still bleeding, luck of her elf bloodline but you could still see the red strips on her skin. Maniac got her good. “Ladybug don’t touch that. You don’t want to pick something up.” I yelled when I saw Ladybug nipped at her dress. Merry over coming her shock, rushed forward and picked the littl

“I’m glad you are still here at least. You didn’t leave me.” There was a faraway look in Eve’s gaze as she paused to reminisce. “I didn’t think I’d be here either. Should we call it a last-minute miracle? But I’m glad the universe granted me more time.” “It’s a Christmas miracle,” was Louisa’s response. “Is there such a thing as that?” Eve asked. “Of course. I believe in Christmas miracles.” “So what do you say? We find you a Christmas boyfriend?” Eve leaned closer into the phone, now smiling cheekily.

It was Christmas morning when Jade emerged from the bedroom, sleepy-eyed and feet dragging like a child waiting to see what Santa had left her under the tree. "Miguel?" she called out, wondering what all the ruckus was about. Voices had woken her up, and even though they had only been loud whispers, sound traveled easily through the apartment. She tightened the belt on her robe before rounding the corner and then stopped, her jaw slack in astonishment. There was a Christmas tree, not a real one and not very big, but it had white twinkling lights and an assortment of beautiful ribbons, balls, and beads. All the staff members were there as well, standing around the four-foot-high tree, trying

Mindy called from downstairs. Miranda quickly got up and replied, "Coming!" By 9:00 pm, the Christmas special was on TV. Sitting on the couch with her parents, Miranda enjoyed the warmth of roasted turkey, mashed potatoes, and gravy. The TV host's cheerful voice filled the room, and her mom occasionally gave her sweet apple pie. It was a perfect, happy Christmas Eve. At midnight, as the TV hosts counted down to Christmas, the neighborhood was filled with colorful Christmas lights reflecting off the snow, making it look magical.

[Sixteen years ago, in the city of Lenford…] - A single petal floated in front of his eyes. It was a cherry blossom petal, one that signaled the beginning of the tree’s full bloom in spring. It was the first thing Michael McGregor saw before a girl about his age suddenly walked up to him, her hand tightly gripping the strap of her shoulder bag.