Miraculous Marichat Novels & Stories

Her orange specks on her right iris are darker, and seemed to have taken a lot of the area compared to the other. "Lucas, dearie, it's not Marie, it's Mari. The stress is in the middle. And if I were the maid, I'd poison your drink. Or maybe your food. Can’t be too sure." Oh I know who you are, baby. Caterina Mari. Later to be my fiancèe. Soon to be my wife. The future Boss of both clans. The golden trophy I get to admire. The little firecracker I needed to tone down a little. The woman I get to worship.

’ My own words reverberated in my mind as a tear trailed down my shut eyes. ‘You never hurt her and you never will. But this time, I can guarantee you’ll not kill her. Zara, my wolf spirit, is entangled in her soul. What has happened for centuries will not happen this time because Moratia wasn’t reborn — her soul was restored, revived completely. Both you and her are free from this curse of life and death. Her soul has finally healed, Marikh. I know you love her. You have been so strong for her all this time. You can’t weaken now. She loves you and she firmly believes that you’ll come for her like you always do.’

“For a long time now, I’ve been navigating a path filled with misunderstanding and hurt. I was once seen as just ‘the Omega,’ an unwanted burden in a world filled with expectations that I struggled to meet. But each day, the weight of those labels clouded my vision, obscuring who I truly am—I am an Alpha female. Yes, I have announced this before but I want to let the cat out from the bag by telling everyone how the moon goddess blessed me with a second mate” Gasps rippled through the cafeteria, a mixture of disbelief and intrigue sweeping over the crowd. I sank deeper into my seat, a spiral of emotions swirling within me—guilt, anger, regret. How had I been so blind to her worth? “The Moon G

With full and complete control, no soul could come between them, fulfilling Marienne's long-sought desire. Marienne stood up, Visenya’s awareness still present in the back of her mind, almost like she was taking a back seat to the show. She could see Marianne's body still sitting there in a meditative state, chanting her incantation repeatedly to maintain the connection. In a burst of exhilaration, Marienne ignited a vibrant flame within her hand, her eyes widening in wonder at the incredible force emanating from her very palm. With a flick of her imagination, she sculpted a fiery enchantress, a mesmerizing dancing lady who twirled and swayed within the confines of her grasp. It was a specta

Marco clenched his fist suddenly, but he didn't have a say this time. He nodded his head instead and turned to leave. He was the one responsible for this after all. His fiance was none other than Miracle Gonzalo, the only mafia princess of the Gonzalo Mafia Family. She was doted on and loved by everyone for her multiple skills in doing lots of things. Mimi, as everyone called her, and Marco had grown up together and when they came of age, they eventually agreed to get married. Marco had even called for an engagement party for them before she left Italy to complete her studies abroad.

Mariyah Aragon's only goal in life was to give her family a better life. In order to achieve this goal, she needs to study and work hard to pay off her parents' sacrifice for her. And she achieved it. One night, she was ordered by her mom to return a white handkerchief and pay a sum of money her mother borrowed to her Aunt Helen, she obeyed her thinking it was just the only order to her But she was deceived by the person she least expected to do it. Her mom literally paid her debt. Neither a money nor a letter of extension for the payment was given, she was the payment. She is the payment.

Mariana replied. "I knew it,you are a lucky woman"the maid said to Mariana who was confused the more. "What do you mean by that?"Mariana asked. "Don't you remember everything I told you about vampires , witches and werewolves, what do you think a werewolf mark is?"The maid said to her and realization hit Mariana. "No no no,how is this possible?"Mariana muttered trying not to believe it. "It is my dear,he can't just mark any woman,he has slept with many women but none has beared his mark,you are his true mate,consider yourself lucky"The maid said smiling at her.

"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."

Marietta didn't say anything, drank the bowl of water, and closed her eyes. Miranda stood in front of Marietta and cast a spell, saying, “I call upon their mother of nature, the mother of life, to hear my plea and bring back the soul which has been separated from its rightful body, restore the memories and strength, and bring back fully the spirit of Monica.” Blue smoke suddenly emerges from nowhere and surrenders Marietta. It lifted her and a small amount of the blue smoke came out of Marietta joined the others and entered Marietta’s body in the blink of an eye.

Maria again hissed and went back to her room, bewildered and confused of the accusations of the jar of mackerel, the oranges not being paid and a bar of scented soap had been stolen. Maria traipsed the sidewalk again. She halted to wipe her runny nose with her small plain and white handkerchief, bending her head. It had been raining in the early morning and mudholes on the road had been filled with turbid water with sediments. Fast-approaching wheels of a horse-cart followed, flew past, and spattered brown mud over her white and light bister ensemble. Maria was glad to be humble. Nothing would trouble her. She was secure, strong, and happy. She tried to wipe the dirt off of her face a