Miraculous Ladybug Fanfic นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Caius adds. "Terrified," Damon agrees. "But we're doing it anyway." "Because we're idiots who don't know when to quit." "Because we love each other. And we'll love them. That's enough." Mira runs back. Soaking wet. Covered in mud. "I fell in the lake!" "I can see that." "It was an accident. Mostly." "Mostly?" "The butterfly dared me. I had to jump." "Butterflies can't dare you." "This one did. Very rude butterfly."

she faltered, clearly searching for the right words. Liam’s eyes hardened. “Speak or be gone.” “She smells like me,” Mira whispered, mostly to herself. I titled my head, stepping forward with a sweet frown. “What a strange thing to say, Mira. Are you suggesting I roll in your laundry? “She stole my scent,” she insisted, voice shaking. “She’s masking…” “Enough!” Liam snapped, his irritation slicing the air like a blade. “You’re not the first servant girl to dream big.”

Every night I resist, every night I fight the urge to go to her. Because, like Mikhail, I will ruin Mirabella. This little rabbit deserves her freedom away from predators like me; and with that thought, I breathe out a sigh and walk to my bedroom - but something stops me. Her voice. “You’re deluding yourself, Mirabella; he simply wants your womb and nothing else. Do not romanticize this…It’s madness!” As her words constrict my heart, I can’t help but smile wistfully before shaking whatever thought just formed in my mind. She’s right, we should not romanticize this and see it for what it is - a business transaction.

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. The truth was right there, but fear tightened around my throat and swallowed it whole. And Damien… He hadn’t looked away once. His eyes were locked on me, sharp and unreadable. It felt like he could see through me. I was having a panic attack and I couldn't move. I wished I could disappear. After what felt like forever, I gave the smallest nod. It was all I could manage. The priest raised his arms high. “Then, by the ancient laws of the Lycan bloodline, I now pronounce you mates. May the Moon Goddess bless your union.”

He bumps his head against mine and he links to me "Welcome to the pack my Luna" "It’s not my birthday” – I link to him – “Not for another two days” "I know, but something triggered anger and love in you and you broke the spell" As if a bolt of lightning hit me I heard a voice inside of my head screaming MATE, MATE, MATE. "How do I change back?" "Make love to me" - he says and I get shy and I change back into my human shape and fucking hell I am naked He changes into his human form and holds me in his arms covering my naked body against his.

Sighing, Arec shook his head and said, “Look, Mother. Think back to when you realized Father was your mate. How did you know it?” His mother’s face softened, and she almost smiled. “I felt our connection,” she told him. Arec nodded and said, “That’s what I’m saying. I feel the connection with Eve, and she feels it too.” Eve nodded and smiled at him. Before Arec’s mother could continue, Sabrina spoke up. “I’m sorry, but you must be mistaken,” she said. “There is no way a Lycan and a werewolf could be mated.” Arec turned his gaze to her and said, “There is no mistake. Eve is my mate, and nothing can be done about it.”

Mirabella whispered again, her voice small and trembling, holding onto Ashley. Ashley finally spoke through her tears. “You have never been bad luck, Mira. Never. You are wonderful. And we love you. All of us. Hunter loves you. Rena loves you. I love you.” She pulled back slightly and wiped Mirabella’s cheek. “Stop blaming yourself. If you don’t… I will stop talking to you.” Mirabella sniffed and nodded quickly. “Okay… I won’t say it again. I’m sorry.” She rubbed Ashley’s back gently.

My power grew and sometimes I could already guess the secret before she even told me. "Keep your head still, little bird," Mama whispered. Her voice was like the rustle of silk against stone—soft, but with an edge that commanded the wind to listen. Sometimes I thought she cared and sometimes I felt fear coming off of her in waves. I tried to sit like a statue, though a ladybug was currently making a daring trek across my knuckles. I watched its red shell move, wondering if I could use the tiny hum in my fingertips to make its wings turn gold. I reached out with my spirit, feeling the tiny pulse of the insect’s life. Just as the air around my hand began to shimmer with a faint, emerald glow,

His eyes caught on a footnote at the bottom: See also: Fated Bonds for cases of supernatural attraction overriding species instinct. Nathan froze. The Special Section required faculty permission, but the wolf in him recognized opportunity. He waited until the librarian stepped away before slipping behind the circulation desk. The Special Section door opened with a creak that set his teeth on edge. Inside, the air smelled different—older, heavier with magic. His night vision sharpened as he scanned the shelves until he found it: Fated Bonds: When Instinct Overrides Reason. The cover felt strangely warm under his fingertips, bound in what his wolf recognized immediately as wolfskin.

In no time he kept quiet and I felt his hand clinging to me, now I feel tired. "Alright." I stop moving. "Thank you Mira." He said. "Maybe we can become an actual couple someday, we should take a stroll once I am awake . I'd like to show you around." Is he sleeping? He seems frightening and dangerous but he might be warm after all. A chance, just one chance. 'Don't be fooled Mira, it's just a trick. You have to snap out of it. Wake up Mirabel, wake up, Mira, M.I.R.A.B.E.L.'