Novel & Cerita Miraculous Ladybug Lovely

Mira was wearing one of his polo that barely cover her ass. My chest tighten at the sight, but I quickly mask it with a graceful smile. Varek glance up at me, his mouth part, eyes wide open like someone who had just seen a ghost. Mira glance back at me too, her brows furrow slightly. “You’re glowing,” Mira said sweetly. “Though I always thought Lunas were meant to look regal, not like they’d just crawled out of someone’s bed.” She turns towards Varek. “Don't you think?“

Brisa woke up at ten in the morning. She woke up earlier than usual. Beside her bed, there was already a bunch flower and a greeting card. Brisa struggled to sit up and leaned back against the headboard of the bed. Her bones felt so crushed. "Ouch." Brisa groaned when she was about to open her mouth, but her mouth felt sore. She didn't immediately take the flower that greeted her when she woke up, she preferred to take a mirror.

Currently, soft instrumental music was playing in the background, creating a nice atmosphere. Camille felt like she was in another world. The masquerade theme really came to life in this room. She could see rich, deep colors everywhere, ranging from burgundy to midnight blue to emerald green. Some guests glided across the floor in a mesmerizing waltz, their masks concealing their identities and their gowns and suits adorned with lace, sequins, and feathers. The sounds of laughter and hushed conversation provided a harmonious backdrop to the symphony. In one corner, a lavish dessert buffet was filled with an array of delicacies. Camille’s gaze rested there, her eyes widening as she spotted ma

The door swung open. Mirabelle stood on the stairs, gazing at me with curiosity. I struggled to find words to describe her beauty. If Roman resembled the sun god, then Mirabelle was undoubtedly the moon goddess. The gods must have fashioned her bones from ice and her skin from snow. Her eyes were clear and pure, shimmering with a crystalline brilliance, reflecting the twinkle of stars. Her nearly white, long hair flowed like moonlight—soft, ethereal, and enchanting.

Mirabel adddes as she asked her best friend. “Ummm, I don’t know, anything would be fine by me,” Cercei replied as she smiled at her best friend, “I would order burgers for both of us right now, we have chilled juice in the fridge that we would use to eat the burgers when the delivery guy brings it, you should go freshen up right now and put on anything sexy, a bumbshort and a tank top should do!” Mirabel said as she tickled Cercei and smiled sheepishly.

She seemed nervous but composed as she stepped forward. “Good day, Mr. Fox. My name is Mirabel Lauren.” She announced. “According to your resume, you are a former designer at Acelux jewelry company.” I divulged with a straight face. “Yes, sir,” Mirabel responded. “Let's see your work, Ms. Lauren,” I said, gesturing to the table. Mirabel opened her folder and carefully laid out her sketches. The designs are delicate yet daring–silver frameworks intertwined with natural elements: vines, dewdrops, small birds and leaves sculpted with glass and emerald.

Once the magus returns, there will be no hiding the fact that not only is my belly no longer round, but that my nest has a new little inhabitant. “What am I going to do with you, little one?” I sigh, placing a hand on her still-warm shell. She blinks at me. Only the light isn’t the dim glimmer I experienced with her siblings; it’s more of a bright flash that makes me blink as I see a dark afterimage. “You have quite the spark, Miracle,” I say, the name I’ve already given her in my heart, “But my eyes are sensitive. Maybe less glow next time.”

She just laughed in response. "Thank you for loving me, Meddy. I love you too." "Thank you, Aunt Moira. Because I love you, I have something for you." Meddy took a shiny object out of the small bag she had been carrying, and handed it to Moira. Moira's mouth fell open and she accepted the object while looking at Meddy with emotion. She had seen Mirielle wearing a hair clip made of the same material—sparkling crystals. Only the shape and color were different. Mirielle had a cat-shaped one, while the one Meddy gave her was a butterfly in shades of metallic blue and purple.

“Relax. I’m joking. Mostly.” I tied the robe tighter, then crossed my arms. “What do you want, Mira?’ Her expression shifted,still calm, but sharper now. “Oh well…” she said, dragging it out slightly. “The green snake wants to see the Luna.” I didn’t even need to think. “Lucien Moreau,” I said flatly. “Very correct, dear,” she replied, tossing my underwear back at me like it was nothing. I caught it with a sigh. Of course.

I took off my necktie and tie it to Lucas' other eye like an eyepatch. Lucas was stunned by my series of actions. "What is this?" "So he can't see your other eye." "Do you know grim reaper could differentiate auras right?" "...." I just don't want him to see, okay? Who knows if Sir Benjamin suddenly turned excited and attacked Lucas on the spot because of his red-pupil eye? Anyway, I really wished nothing happened. Or else I have to use the golden token. Ms. Lilian immediately ran towards the open gate. As soon as she stepped forward, the aura around the field changed. A space contorted and Sir Benjamin appeared.