Miraculous Ladybug Evillustrator Novels & Stories

Previously - What a strange lady… I’ve never met a woman who was this interested in such matters... But I hope the magic lasts for some more time… I hate covering myself with appearance transforming magic… I learnt my lesson from the last time… And I was given sufficient scolding as to never head out with my natural appearance… How exhausting… Currently - The carriage arrives at the Royal Library. * “Thank you for the ride…” said Rubia “Aren’t you going to do something for me…? I did help you didn’t I…,” said Alex

Lillian looked around, the items in the warehouse were already neatly arranged, but it was clear that the task was far from over because the room was still full of dust. Wiggy led Lillian to a wooden chest in the corner of the room, put his index finger on his mouth before opening the chest. An egg. Eggs are medium-sized with a dark blue color, and an imperfect circle pattern that is a lighter blue. The egg was already cracked and the cracks increased as the egg moved. Slowly, the eggshell peeled off, revealing a creature just like a Biblue bird. It's just a much smaller size and covered in a thin membrane. The faded blue baby bird kept trying until half of its body was free of its shell, an

From there we all got up and left the dining hall. We stood outside with our back turn giving Mileena privacy, I still can’t believe they're a white Lycan. The Moon Goddess works in mysterious ways, she must have a plan when she did this. “Ok you all can turn around now” Sapphire said. As soon as we all turn around, I could not believe my eyes. Here stood a pure White Lycan who looked about seven feet tall, everything on her was white from her head to her paws except for her blue eyes. I turn to look at all the other Elders and they had the same look as me. It’s an honor to witness a most magnificent creature created by the Moon goddess herself. We must investigate why she was created. In my

A gasp—raw, startled, human. Light—not bright, but soft like sunlight through water—spreads from the point of contact. It washed over the creature’s skin. The black veins began to fade, one by one. The maggots shrivelled and fell. Patches of colour returned to its face—still scarred, still inhuman, but no longer rotting. It fell to its knees. Breathing. Breathing like it hadn’t in centuries. I stepped back, my hand trembling. “What…” I whispered, looking at my palm, “What did I just do?”

Willy explained. " Than I have the perfect idea. You see that little lady bug on the curtain." Ella pointed to the beautiful red ladybug with black spots. Willy nodded. " Make her bigger, make her much stronger and give her a large enough bottle. Take her with you and get the water." Ella suggested. Willy slapped his hand on his forehead," I would love to but bugs are not allowed near the fountain." "Alright. Who is ?" Ella clapped her hands together. " Only fairies, pixies and other mystical creatures." Willy gritted his teeth.

I order and watch the boys run back towards the building as fast as they can. I watch with concern as the young boy they were picking on sniffs and works to pick up pieces of his sketchbook. I bend down and help him pick up the remaining pieces before they’re carried off by the wind. I look at one of the pieces of paper and can’t contain the awe on my face as I take in the amazing sketch before me. It’s this incredible real-life style drawing of a sirna with a vibrant red tail surrounded by all the elements. It takes me a second to recognise the likeness, but this is a sketch of the God Ezillus as a sirna! This might be the coolest thing I’ve ever seen. “You drew this?” I ask in astonishment

Then she turned off the lamp, and Lila rolled over, hugging her koala tight. Before she fell asleep, she thought about the picture she’d drawn. The big pink tree. The people underneath. And how, in the corner of the page, she had drawn a tiny hummingbird. It wasn’t perfect. The wings were uneven and the eyes were too big. But it was flying. Just like her. A storm rolled in that night—sudden and sharp. The wind howled against the windows, rattling the glass like ghosts trying to get in. Thunder cracked across the sky like a warning. The lights flickered once, then steadied.