Miraculous Ladybug Fanfiction Crossover Novels & Stories

"What did you say?" Lucy's sparkling eyes suddenly flashed with anger. She pushed me roughly, breaking my embrace. Her ankles hitting the bed frame made a loud scraping noise in the silent room. Hearing the commotion, Zerikyu barged in. He looked back and forth between us, his expression full of hidden questions. But I was equally confused. I only had one guess: Tiger had brainwashed this girl. Slowly, I approached Lucy, who was increasingly wary, pressing her back against the wall. "Okay, sorry, we'll listen to your story first. Do you really like being here?" I tried to calm her down,

I would not let him off the hook so easily, but then I found out he found his Luna, and was arriving at the pack, making me forget everything. I knew the Moon Goddess did right by pairing Miracle with my brother, and I was very sure that she would make a great Luna. I had promised her I would give her a tour of the pack, and I hoped she would like everything and get used to it. I walked out of my room, ready to start the day with Miracle, when I bumped into Toby in the hallway. “Whoa! Easy there,” he chuckled as he held my arms to stop me from going to the ground.

“Not anymore.” Malrick staggered back, laughing even as he bled molten light. “You’ve always belonged to me. You just haven’t remembered yet.” And then the world fell away again. They landed in a chamber of mirrors. But none showed their reflections. Instead, the glass rippled with lives that could have been. One showed Astrid leading the rogue army—burning the Crescent Pack to ash with her sister’s blood on her hands. Another showed Liana as Luna incarnate, wearing a crown of silver thorns, Kael kneeling before her, enslaved by her power.

Time slowed. Mireille staggered back, her body twisting in a grotesque dance before she hit the wall and slid to the floor. Her knife clattered across the tile, spinning to a stop at Luca’s feet. Silence. A deep, suffocating silence. Then— “Sabrina?!” Michal’s voice cracked through the air like lightning. He spun around, eyes wide, frantic. He looked at me like he couldn’t comprehend what he was seeing. Like I wasn’t just his pregnant girlfriend anymore. I was something else now. Something changed. His gaze darted to Mireille’s crumpled form, then back to me.

"When we went to that house in Lincoln…I started to feel something strange." "Strange?" Alpha Charles leaned forward in his seat. "How so?" "At first I thought that the reason might be because of my past with my gambler father." She swallowed. Frey had yet to get over her father's death, especially since there had been so much left unspoken between the two of them. And now, I saw her struggle past her emotions to continue to explain the situation. "But it was only after we visited Lincoln that Mirage's dreams…nightmares, started to get worse. She no longer dreams of just her mother's death, but now she's seeing a man with red eyes and he seems t0 be targeting Alex in her dreams."

Chapter Fifty-Seven: Back to School and Another Trouble Miracle's POV I begged Hawk to let me go back to work after a week of absence because I feel like I might just go crazy. It's already a miracle that I haven't lost my mind in a week and after finding out I was indeed pregnant. I'm naturally happy and excited to be a mother. I have always wanted to be a mother and raise the child to be a good person someday, but that is impossible now with Hawk's condition. I can only hope that he can find it in his heart to forgive me and take it back.

Our eyes met and locked onto each other as hot tears streamed down my face. Then, I heard his voice audibly in my head. ‘Are you okay?’ I didn’t know how he managed to speak into my mind, but I replied with a physical nod. A loud growl suddenly erupted at my side, and when I turned, the once human Mirabel had morphed into a terrifying dark wolf. She was a wolf too???

"I don't know and I don't care, Lucas. I have told you a thousand times, but you don't seem to listen. I don't want to have anything to do with you. You're like a nightmare to me. Ever since I met you, I've been haunted by strange dreams and illusions. I don't know who you are and what kind of dark sorcerer you are. Stop sending a freaking little girl in a white gown into my dream! I don't need anyone to tell me things like I have to be with you. I have my own life and my free will..." "What did you just say?" Lucas interrupted me, grabbing my arms. "The freaking dream of mine! Don't act like you know nothing about it! A little girl dressed up in a white gown, pointing at the moon and tellin

"When we were younger, she'd convince herself people were being kind to her when they were only being polite." One girl frowned. "Seriously?" I nodded sadly. "I'm worried she's doing it again." "So she... made it all up?" "I don't know," I replied, giving a helpless shrug. "I just don't want anyone misunderstanding Damien or Draven because of her." The girls exchanged knowing looks. One of them scoffed. "I knew it." "She's delusional." Another laughed. "So the diary wasn't proof of love... it was proof she's living in a fantasy."