Miraculous Ladybug Kagami Novels & Stories

I assured and she sighed heavily. "You should take this, Incase if you want to communicate with us, you can make use of this, don't ever lose it." Grandmother handed me a magical mirror, it is circular in shape and small in size. I kept the mirror safely and grinned at them both. "I have to go mother," I reminded them and they nodded. A bright light suddenly emanated and overpowered my sight. In the next minute, I opened my eyes but the light was gone, I was now in the woods. TBC

Kiran studied both Yvonne and Macy, sensing a similar aura between them but unable to fully understand it. "Why are you looking at me like that? You've already taken my daughter's lifeblood. Are you now interested in this old woman?" Macy said calmly, sitting on a nearby wooden stool as if she owned the place. "Does your Immortal Silkworm Gu allow Lady Meiji to resurrect repeatedly?" Kiran asked, watching Macy. "The Immortal Silkworm Gu has its uses, and Lady Meiji needs it. That's why I have it in me and why we've crossed paths," Macy said, looking into the distance as if talking about everyday matters.

‘She thinks she won. The room slowly quietened as the ceremony began. Julia turned towards the pack and lifted her chin, soaking in every second of it. The elder stepped forward, holding his hands together in front of him. “Silver Moon has stood for generations because every Alpha who leads it has had wolves willing to stand beside him.” His voice carried through the room. “But a Luna is more than the woman standing beside her Alpha.” Julia stood straighter. “A Luna belongs to her pack. Their safety becomes her safety. Their children become her responsibility. Their pain becomes hers.” The elder turned to Julia. “Julia, do you understand what is being asked of you today?”

Kazuha has the Swan mirror in her hand as a last-ditch effort in case the plan goes awry. She takes every weapon she could keep in her person, her katana at her back, kunai knives and daggers attached to her leg and inside her jacket. Kazuha then gave the mirror to Chiemi. “This is?” It is a small red hand mirror with a singular embroidered wing on the back. “The Swan mirror. It is a teleportation mirror that my father gave me. Use it as a last resort.” Kazuha said.

Miracle rattled the slips, checking if there were any secret papers hidden in between. But there was none. The second half of the story was gone. "C'mon... Don't do this to me. I have to know the story." Miracle pressed her fingers to her lips, murmuring lines of undefinable words that echoed softly in the dimly lit room. As she chanted, a gentle swirl of white light unfurled from her fingertips, enveloping her hand in a shimmering embrace. Silvery tendrils of smoke swirled into the room, weaving in response to her invocation. They laid atop her mark of divinity on her chest, and seconds later, the bulging veins around her reddening mark began to ease.

[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.

Harriet suggested. I couldn't help but let out a sigh. "Harriet, that mirror only answers questions like, 'Who is the fairest of them all?'" I replied, facepalming at the suggestion. Karina, always the book nerd, chimed in with another idea. "What about the magical bug? I read about it in one of the royal manuals. It says we should place it in front of the Living Mirror with the accuser, and the bug will reveal the truth."

She looked at me with her captivating eyes. "Your turn, Alpha," she said. My inner wolf growled in pleasure at her words. I made my way over to where she was sitting and sat down in front of her. The only major wound I had endured during the battle was a single scratch across my cheek. She lifted her warm hand and placed it over the cut. "Lux remedium," she whispered softly. A warm tingle replaced the burn on my cheek. Her eyes never left mine as I felt the healing magic penetrate my skin, soothing it. We stayed there for long moments after the tingling magic had faded away looking into each other's eyes.

She brought it closer to his face and Bolton took a step back swiftly. "Oh my God! You don't say. Is that what I think it is?" His golden eyes lit up with excitement. "Yes, my love. This right here is a Wormwood Moth. The moth that destroys any being even the immortals. One sniff of powder from its wings is enough to slowly take your life. You will not realize it until it's too late." "When are you planning to put it to play? Where?" His eagerness would serve to irritate her but she was too engrossed in her evil plan to mind him.

Regardless of cultivation rank, reincarnating would be impossible if one had their soul destroyed by Deadgory Bugs. ‘Who was so vicious to have planted such a thing in Lyla’s soul?’ James did not explain and immediately activated his Curse Magic to the fourth extreme to devour the Deadgory Bugs. Shortly after, two thumb-sized bugs were exposed. “Haha! So it’s you guys.” James was overjoyed. He maximized the Curse Magic, then summoned his Historial Power and Marciais Power to pick out the bugs. Lyla, who was surrounded by Curse Inscriptions, let out a scream and fell to the ground.