Miraculous Ladybug Kagami Novels & Stories

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.

Before she could respond- Knock. Knock. Knock. All four of them turned toward the door. "I'll get it," Seraphine said. She opened it. No one stood outside. Only a box rested neatly on the floor. A soft glow leaked from its edges. Her heartbeat quickened as she carried it inside and placed it on the bed. "What is that?" Mina whispered. Seraphine opened the lid. Inside was a delicate glass cage. And within it- A butterfly made of shimmering light, its wings glowing silver and gold as if woven from moonbeams themselves.

Symbols covered every inch, complex patterns I didn't recognize. And around the perimeter, corrupted wolves patrolled. At least thirty of them, their black eyes scanning constantly. "Can't get much closer without being spotted," Mira whispered. "Don't need to," I said, pulling out the small crystal Seraphina had given us. "This should capture the ritual's magical signature. We can analyze it back at Silverthorne." I activated the crystal, pointing it toward the circle. It glowed softly as it absorbed information. Then everything went to hell.

We've been through it for all those years until a witch discovered that the only way I would be able to get rid of the curse was when I had fully mated with my Luna and found true love. Fairytale huh? "You know you can't hide it from me, right?" Damien adds, seeing as I wasn't going to respond. I turned away memories of how I had seen fear flash in the eyes of Lyra as she screamed for help. It made my heart wince. "I know you don't trust Lyra, and I don't either, but what she did not do to Veronica would have done it for you, Sage. The fact that she stared behind even after you"

“This. The moment I saw the sigil at the bottom, I knew this was no ceremonial ball. This was purely crimson circle.” Lloyd took the parchment from her and read through. I leaned in to get a better view and then I saw it. The insignia. It was the same circular symbol I've seen in my visions when I touched the orb. “Such boldness,” Lloyd said. “We are yet to get this,” I told Miranda and looked at Lloyd. He nodded in affirmation. “I'm not attending,” Miranda said. “They once told me that they need the help of a Kimber witch. When I refused, they tried to deceive my daughter. Crazy right?”

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.