Miraculous Ladybug Marichat Novels & Stories

“Yes, Tamia is different, and she has seen a lot of bad things in her life. She couldn’t get married because of her face, and because of that, life gave her a survival instinct. If she had gotten married too, she wouldn’t have been any different from Nazi. “Tell me about yourself too, Mom! How did you meet Dad? You were introduced to each other, weren’t you?” Sara was thoroughly enjoying the conversation. She had never had such a long talk with her mother before, and she was very happy to hear her tell stories from the past. Magdalena remembered everything. She remembered how they had decided she was old enough to marry, how they had chosen her fiancé for her. She remembered her wedding day,

It has been a month since Marina and Charlotte were rescued by Ismael, and since then everything has been good for both the siren and the pirate: after seven days, Charlotte’s wounds healed completely, and she immediately tested her body to make sure it had no sequels. For her good luck, nor her strength nor agility were affected, and the last vestiges of her wounds were some recurrent headaches, for which she was drinking a herbal tea prepared by Ismael. Once Charlotte was recovered completely, she and Marina helped Ismael with his daily house chores.

"What do I do now mother, I have lost it all?." She looked at me, and smiled, "You have me Mirabel. Now listen to me, you have two options — if you want peace? you drink the chemical and die, but if you want justice? Burn everyt hing they love. We strike back, forgiveness is not an option

he complemented with a wink . "Stop now"Mrs Mirabel replied and blushed.We laughed out ,we all agreed her food was fantastic."Gracias todos"she appreciated in Spanish."I love the nature ,the atmosphere and the scents of the trees ,...oh and their music am a big fan of reggaeton"May contributed.

"Of course there is, a beautiful woman from the eyes to the smile, from the gesture to the glance." Marrila had never been humiliated like this before. Her confidence flickered for a moment. She touched her golden hair and cleared her throat. "Then just show me." Marco finds Marrila annoying. He didn't have to show Marrila his stunningly beautiful muse. But for a moment as he looked towards the tea party, he froze. "There she is, the brunette in Milan, that's her, the perfect beautiful girl."

However, just as the crab was inches away from landing on her plate, Felix intervened with a polite but firm gesture. "Wait," Felix said, his voice measured. "Marianne is allergic to crabs." Marianne's eyes widened slightly, surprised that Felix remembered such a detail from their past. Miguel, who was in mid-motion, paused and withdrew the plate. Charlotte was surprised as well. She looked at Felix, who was now looking at Marianne. "Oh, my apologies. I didn't know," Miguel said, glancing at Marianne with concern. "It's alright, Miguel. Thank you for being considerate," Marianne replied, her gaze meeting Felix's for a brief moment.

******* Witch Kingdom: "To what do I own your august visit Latifah?" Mari asked. "You are looking so beautiful and radiant sis." She added with a small smile. "Sorry I forgot my manners, please have a seat." She used her magic and brought the chair closer to Latifah who ignored the chair and glare at Mari. "Why are you staring at me in such a manner? Seriously speaking it doesn't fit your beautiful face sis." Mari told her. "Try to smile more instead of glaring."

Rodriguez met for the first time after her wedding. Snacks were shared with everyone, Mirabel sat down on a rock, a little far away from the others cause she received a call from Charlotte. "Woah, I'm so sorry about that," Mirabel said in a slightly worried tone as Charlotte finally explained to her why her mood was down yesterday.

I reach the point I heard the cries, and saw the pixie who had been crying, I noticed that she didn’t have any wings like the others I had seen at the entrance. “Hello,” I said to the cute little creature. She didn’t notice me standing there until she turned, she was too concerned about the challenge she was facing. “Hello,” she said to me, wiping her tears. “My name is Mariana.” “I’m Marylin, and it’s nice to meet you Mariana, can you tell me why you are crying?” Mariana began to explain her predicament to me.

"Of course, Bel! Big help! Thank you!" "Come on! Small thing! I know you have family need to feed," she said. Her voice was filled with concern. "Yeah. Where is Marie's house? " I asked after I finished washing the dishes. I wiped my hand on the hem of my old shirt then faces Bel's direction. "I'll accompany you. Hurry and get dressed." she offered. I immediately left her in the kitchen and go to the room to change. I wore a white t-shirt that I partnered with an old long skirt that almost reaches my toes. I went out of the room only finding her scratching her leg and killing the mosquitoes that landed on her skin.