Miraculous Ladybug Lovely Novels & Stories

Her lips curl into a smile, and she shakes her head. Levi is doing what Levi does best. However, he doesn’t realise that Mira isn’t like every other girl he’s used to wooing. He doesn’t know that Mira doesn’t like roses. Her favourite flowers are blue orchids. She favours sweets over chocolate any day…Haribo, to be precise. When it comes to having the upper hand, I’ll always win because I know Mira better than I know myself.

I don’t know what’s wrong with me but I can sense my uneven heartbeat. I couldn’t move my eyes elsewhere because this particular girl had caught the attention it. She looked fabulous in that pink fluffy frock with two pins holding her copper locks back. The other girl was wearing a purple fluffy frock, the same as the girl in a pink frock, she had everything in purple while the first girl had everything in pink. The girl in purple looked at me and waved. I waved back and smiled. She took a step forward to come towards us but a woman, I suppose her mother stopped her from doing so.

Moravec raked through his long hair which halted over his shoulders, his devilish looks resembling vikings added fear yet women drooled over him. "Would you like to see for yourself?" His meaningful grin indicated something which excited her, Mila moved closer to the other side of the table and tried to open the wrapping. The whole cabin was soundproof and painted in an elegant combination of Ash and white. Mila was occupied in unwrapping when Moravec sneakily came behind her and slipped his arms around her slender waist. His head rested on her head due to the difference between their heights. Mila stared at the pink shaped vibrator which was in the box, she did not know what to do with it w

As a piece of classical music began to play from an old cd player, I went inside. Everything seemed to be from a fantasy. "It appears that he put extra effort into this room," I muttered as I sat in one of the chairs. As soon as I sat in the chair, Luca rang the bell on the table, and servants entered with silver platters. I felt like a queen at this moment. I started eating as soon as the food was placed on the table. The food was delicious. It tasted like nothing else on Earth and tasted like all the spices used in cooking. The spices combined sweet and salty flavors to create a savory combination that would make anyone drool if they had never eaten anything else. “Milady. I'm afraid I hav

The Winter Paris Competition is over and I can finally relax. With Tanya Pennington named the winner, I can finish out the remainder of my Model Perfect contract and be away from the spotlight. All eyes are on Tanya Pennington and her girlfriend, Lucia Perez. Tanya is the first lesbian to become a model girl winner for Model Perfect. All social media platforms are buzzing with the news. As for me, I am glad it's all turning out the way it needs to.

Series Order: Book 1- Loathing Logan Book 2- Still In Love With You Book 3- Loving Your Imperfections Mia I looked at myself in the body-length mirror in our room and sighed. I wasn't much into dressing up completely, so I wore a plain white tank top with a short ruffled black skirt and my high-top black converse. I wasn't much into make-up because then I'd forget and rub my face or something, smearing it like crazy, so I wore only a bit of mascara, and that was it.

She loved rainy days and sunny summers because both were perfect weather for carrying an umbrella. "Mira, I didn't expect to see you here," Felix said as he turned to face her, his tone carrying both relief and recognition. Standing before him, Mira was as he remembered—her long, cascading hair shimmered with hues of blue and violet, reaching down to her waist. She was not conventionally beautiful, but her chubby, round face had an endearing cuteness that grew more appealing over time.

Despite the fact that coffee tends to make me feel nauseous, I consider myself fortunate that I haven't experienced morning sickness. I turn away from the mirror when my bedroom door creaks open and Ele pops her head inside. “Oh goodie, you’re awake.” “I don’t know how anyone can sleep in this weather.” I chuckle, wiping the sweat beading across my brow line. With a radiant smile, she effortlessly pushes the door open with her hip. As she gracefully enters the room, my attention is immediately drawn to the small plate she is carrying. On it sits a delectable chocolate muffin paired with a single candle.

When Elder Mira entered the hall, her smile was a little too wide, a little too pleased. “Alpha Lucien,” she said, her tone sweet with false warmth, “Lady Ava has arrived.” I turned, just as the heavy doors swung open. She stepped in like she belonged to the light itself. The name suited her. Her person seemed soft but deliberate, and her name was designed to catch attention without trying too hard. She had long auburn curls that shimmered under the morning glow, and eyes were the color of clear summer water. Her skin looked untouched by hardship, her posture effortlessly poised. She smiled as she walked, a perfect blend of charm and confidence that told me she had been raised for moments li

I couldn’t help it, as I started laughing. For there in the middle of the hallway screeching her head off was the biggest airhead of the ladies, Jessenia Huxley. Standing or really bouncing at her feet was Ladybug, who was yapping and growling as Maniac sat behind glaring at Jessenia. I could see that Jessenia had a terrible meeting with Maniac as her clothes were torn and stained with blood. She wasn’t still bleeding, luck of her elf bloodline but you could still see the red strips on her skin. Maniac got her good. “Ladybug don’t touch that. You don’t want to pick something up.” I yelled when I saw Ladybug nipped at her dress. Merry over coming her shock, rushed forward and picked the littl