Miraculous Ladybug Series 2 Novels & Stories

Rubby’s POV. I came back from the gym to meet my parents standing in front of the tv like they have seen a ghost. “Mom?” I walked closer and caught a glimpse of the screen. “Abj’s new CEO reveals her true identity. Mira Greg”. I cleaned my eyes to make sure I was seeing properly. Like a wind, it struck me. “I have waited for this,sister”. “What in Free city is this manipulation”. I yelled. “Mom, she is Mira”. I almost lost balance.

At last, the vault opened. Sera appeared, curled like a child in the corner. "I found you," Mirabel whispered. "Too late," Lucien snarled, lunging again. But this time, Sera stood. "No." She unleashed a surge of energy, wiping Lucien's fragment from the grid with a scream. Everything went white. --- Mirabel gasped back into consciousness, soaked in sweat. Elodie ripped off the rig as the alarms fell silent. "She's okay!" Clara exclaimed.

[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.

Mira looked up to the sky and watched it darken as if the day had turned into a night. "No, no, no, no," Abbadon repeatedly said as she noticed the changes in the sky before her eyes focused on Mira. "It was you!" Harvesting the dark energy from the monsters, Abbadon dashed towards her enemies in anger while Jazmine stayed put in the same position. Mira stood quickly and welcomed Abbadon's attack with dual daggers that she kept hidden for a while. Sensing the danger around Abbadon, Jazmine moved and headed towards Mira, who was thwarting Abbadon's constant attack.

The room rustled with bugs as a result. “Hmm,” Meguitte carefully picked her way across the room, avoiding the trap which was as freshly marked as the day Leighton had made it, and selected a jar that already seethed with bug life. She set it near the door and reached out with her power. “Inlerum caprae.” Within moments, the bugs began making trails towards the jar, the flies plunging into the sticky mess, and the insects crawling up the glass. “Nice,” Connery approved from behind the mask. “Can you do anything about the smell?”

Luna asked. "Yes, Valko told Beta Valor who informed father, and he gave us his blessings." "OK then, in that case, have fun and please be careful." “I will, Mom.” Before leaving, the Luna wished Nigel a good night. As Miranda settled back under the blankets, ready to slip into sleep, she detected a strange aura emanating from the window. There was an eerie tapping sound against the glass. She swallowed, then lifted herself off the bed and meandered toward the window. Holding her breath, she gently pulled back the curtains and jumped when she saw fierce red eyes staring at her. She released her breath before lifting the windows open.

She had not expected to see fireflies here. “Yes, they are. Want Uncle Mike to catch a few for you?” “Yes! I want to catch them with Uncle Mike!” Mia scrambled off her lap. Miranda stood. “I will go find a jar.” A moment later, she returned with a glass jar. Mia and Mike were already on the grass, gently catching fireflies one by one. When they placed them inside, the jar lit up with soft, flickering light. “Wow! Uncle Mike is amazing!” Mia cheered.

The second trial comes in the form of a child. Her name is Mira, and she's eight years old with silver eyes that glow too bright and dreams that manifest whether she wants them to or not. She's one of the refugees who arrived with Pyra, and she's been having nightmares. Terrible nightmares that become real. Shadow-creatures that attack anyone nearby. Storms that rage inside buildings. Once, she dreamed the floor was lava, and three people were burned before I could dispel the manifestation. She's terrified of sleeping. Terrified of herself. And she's getting worse.

I trusted her, and I felt she could help me sort out this mess with my boss. "He said that? That you could get away with a fake marriage if you didn't get a license?" Mary asked as she brushed a strand of her lavender curls away from her face. She sat on one of our mismatched dining chairs, with one foot resting on the seat, sipping tea from a psychedelic coffee mug she had made in seventh grade. "Yes. Then he said how important the company was to him and that he would give me a bonus." I poured the cooked fettuccine into the colander and dumped it back into the pot.

Miracle entertained them for a while and after giving them some cakes and drinks, they bid their goodbye and left. I immediately went to Miracle and pulled her to my table. “Hey!” she snarled. “What is your problem?” “Why are those two together?” I asked. “And how do they meet each other?” “Asper and Jyn?” she said and I nodded. “They were neighbors and became friends.” “If Boss Jyn is here, then…” I stared at her and narrowed my eyes. “He is also here, right?” She faltered and averted her eyes away from me. “W-who?”