Miraculous Ladybug Redesigns Novels & Stories

"Oh dear, here’s a tissue, I’m sorry I had to change the design, but―" "It’s perfect, Jenna." Amelia swallowed the lump in her throat. "I love it. You’ve pulled off a miracle." Amelia wasn’t saying it to be polite. In order for the new addition to not stand out, Jenna had also embroidered other parts of the dress, transforming the demure design into something more rustic, yet no less elegant. If Amelia had not seen the tear in the original dress with her own eyes, she would not have known that this was a repair job. The new dress seemed good enough to stand as an original!

“Alright, Ms. Lauren. Let's see what you've got.” Mirabel stood up for her presentation, her expression filled with so much confidence like she had already been hired. She was the youngest of the three designers. There was something about her sincerity that stood out. Something promising about her, even if her designs were imperfect, but she seemed to be a lot more focused and experienced than the others. Probably because she used to be a designer for the Acelux jewelry company. “This is my Rebirth collection,” Mirabel announced in a soft tone, “It's an evolution of the Revival Line I showed you before. I refined the concept, worked on the structure and incorporated more natural gemstone arr

If she were to sell it, she would only want to sell it to someone who genuinely understood her design. Millie opened the design draft. Snow and tears mixed together. While the tears were hidden, the snow was evident. They could never coexist. The teardrop's embellishment was perfect, neither overshadowing nor being overlooked. While Millie was watching closely, Everly suddenly asked, "How's it? Isn't Butterfly's design really impressive?" Millie glanced up and quickly exited the picture app. However, the M Base logo soon flashed on the screen, followed by the chat conversation with Marvin.

Jack extended his hand “You sleep for a little longer till Martin comes.” “I can’t sleep anymore.” Mira pouted; She was wide awake. She gave Jack the robe “but I just thought of something I forgot.” “Pretend I am sleeping.” Mira whispered, “I am going to space.” “Um” Jack nodded and walked out of the house with the robe and soap that Mira passed him. Mira walked into space and admired her work narcissistically before turning the robe and embroidering a miniature of their signature, blue and golden-yellow-red phoenixes. This was the first time they gave color to their signature. Both phoenixes had their magnificent wings opened in flight rising above the ground, one fire and the other from ic

The designers on stage gradually relaxed as they confidently talked about their creations and shared their design philosophies. When it was Maggie's turn, she clenched her hands nervously as the screen showed her design for the tenth-anniversary commemorative gift. She grabbed the mic and introduced it, "This is the tenth-anniversary commemorative gift we came up with. Its name is Rebirth. We chose the butterfly as the main theme because..." Suddenly, a voice from the audience interrupted Maggie's presentation, "Are you the one who designed this? Our company just launched a new necklace from the 'Dancing Butterfly' series, which looks almost identical. Are you copying it, or is this merely a

Miguel projected ten fresh and beautiful dresses onto the big screen. At a glance, Abigail noticed several issues. "The lace on the first dress is a bit unnecessary and can be removed. The long skirt on the second dress should be changed to a short skirt, and the V-neck should be replaced with a round neck. The hem of the third dress can be altered like this..." Abigail casually sketched a few strokes on the paper, and a fresh, summery floral dress appeared before everyone's eyes.

Grainne turned the last page, and sure enough, behind was Nadia's draft design, it was precisely like Grainne's design draft, just different from a few minor details. Simon turned on the TV, on the news, reporters were interviewing Ms. Truong and Ms. Li. "May I ask Mrs. Truong, you said that the chief designer of Mirandas, Miss Grainne, is a plagiarism, is this true?" Ms. Truong nodded affirmatively: "Exactly 100%! Before, I went to S corporation to find Miss Nadia to design a costume, this one!"

I would create something no one could steal. The theme was already forming in my mind. Resilience. Reinvention. Revival. A design that celebrated transformation—like fire giving way to rebirth. Deep reds, molten golds, midnight blacks. A collection that rose from ashes. A knock on my door broke my flow. I groaned, unlocking it without looking. The last person I expected was standing there. Lucas. "If you’ve come to gloat, save your breath," I said, walking back to my screen.

The designs she created for Cassy would make a huge sale. After the draft was presented to her,Mira took her sweet time observing it. After a while, she took a pencil and altered afew things in the design while adding others. Five minutes later, she was done and gave the draft back to Cassy. Cassy took the new altered design and couldn't help but widen her eyes in amazement. The draft infront of her felt completely different from before. Nothing much was changed but you could feel the distinct difference between the two. Looking at it,it carried with it volumes of emotions.

“What could I possibly help? You have everything all figured out without me. I’m just a weakling, an abomination, and a waste of space. Isn’t that what you told me before you rejected me?” “I know what I said.” My jaw locked as I ignored the knot in my gut. “What did you call me before I left? A bed bug.” I chuckled. “A ladybug, Amelia, and it’s not an insult.” “It’s not a compliment either.” “You know what ladybug symbolizes? It may maybe a tiny beetle, but it symbolizes goodness and positivity, protection, and renewals. New beginnings.” “Spare me the crap, but we’re not going.”