Miraculous Names Novels & Stories

It wouldn't be bad at all, right? "Then… your name would be Harika." She said after a thought. It was one of the names that she thought of for Miracle. Although Harika also meant miracle, she decided for the name Miracle to her late puppy. But now, she could use the name Harika. Even though Miracle already passed away, she could at least remind this puppy of her. When Sora heard the new name that was bestowed on it, the puppy just glanced at the little girl but didn't say anything.

“There’s something buried here.” Liam knelt beside a broken slab. “Names. Or fragments of them.” One stone still shimmered faintly. Mira brushed the dirt away. A single word carved deep: “MIRAEL.” Ash went still. “That’s not just your name.” “No,” Mira said. “It’s what they called me… before they stripped it. My mother’s name for me.” Suddenly, the air shifted. The fog parted. A figure stepped into the ring. Tall. Hooded. Cloaked in vines and starlight.

, Her thoughts consumed her previous attention she was giving to the woman that said her name was Sarafina, she was drawn back to reality when the lady coughed "Sorry, I didn't get what you said" Mira turned back to her, she tried pushing her thoughts back down so that she won't start crying again "I said it's a nice name, what's the full name" the lady asked "Miranda" she replied "It's beautiful" the lady complimented her "Thanks" Mira replied, she noticed the lady was honestly nice and she was not faking it, Mira started warming up the the lady already

"Miracle is bought by Hawkins Pride at a hundred thousand!" Those who recognized me were in shock, especially Mark Reeve and his girl. I ignored everyone else and turned to look at the Miracle. Oh, what a lovely name she has, and it perfectly suits her. Miracle Verity, now the face running on my mind 24/7 has a name. I was astonished when I saw a horrified look on her face, and she went as pale as a ghost. "Are you alright?" I asked her, and squeezed her hand, but she let go much to my disappointment.

And then making love with Mark afterward. She shivered at the second memory. She sat down in the break room and drank a hot cup of coffee that tasted like dishwater, but the heat was soothing. Thank God she had tomorrow off. She needed to think of a name for the foal, didn't she? Getting out her phone, she started to search for suitable names. She wanted something that meant lucky or miraculous. She dismissed a number of choices before she found the perfect one: Mirielle, French for miracle.

Alisa said with tears on her cheeks. “Why are we called magical girls? I-I prefer to be called Mirakamina, the special Kamina woman.” Alisa was confused about answering the question. But with a hoarse voice, she tried to answer it to the best of her knowledge. “I, I don’t know either. But for me, rather than being called magical girls, Mirakamina, or Esper, I prefer we were called Vailala, ‘The Heavenly Knights’. With the special abilities that we have, it is also a hope and prayer that we can make this Kamina as beautiful and peaceful as heaven, as beautiful as Valala,” said Alisa.

I tried to speak but nothing came out at first, even though I remember drinking water not too long ago. "Good. Great." The brunette woman let out a sigh of relief as the blonde gave me a reassuring smile. "Lastly…just one more question, okay?" I nodded as the brunette woman took a hold of my shoulders, not by force, but almost in a pleading manner. "Do you remember your name?" My name? My name…My…yes…I did. I did remember. "M-my name…is M-Mirage." I told them through a parched throat and a voice hoarse enough to be unintelligible. "Mirage Valecha."

I couldn't sense anyone there. I waited for him to stand up and mock me like he used to, yet nothing. I was horrified; there was no way I could have killed him with my wolf power. Sebastian was a strong wolf with a special healing ability. If I had attacked him with my wolf power, he should be healing by now. "What did I just do?" I groaned in frustration, trying to remember, but nothing came to mind. My name is Mira Constance, a twenty-year-old wolf, and today is my coronation day. Mother suggested I spar with Sebastian every day so that I could have full control of my powers.

She asked them, laying upon Victor’s chest, and stroking his hair out over his shoulders. “The same place as Mirage, no doubt,” Victor was amused. “Victor’s name is Victor, his parent’s roots showing,” Vice said, trailing his lips across her back. “My name is pronounced Vee-chay, but our first few acts, no one could get it right, and Vice and Victor had a certain ring to it,” he shrugged. “So, we just went with it.” “Miranda, obviously,” she offered her own origins. “I guess Mirage made sense, because isn’t that what being an act is about? Presenting something that can’t be realistically achieved?”

Until nine years ago, a miracle happened. Lilith was pregnant. Because Lilith is a succubus, some of their friends doubted her. However, dad and Raphael believed in her. Even though Lilith was a succubus, she never stayed together with any man aside from Raphael. And thus, the result was clear. A hybrid baby of an angel and demon was born. Because Raphael was too excited to receive his own baby's birth, he fainted, and my dad took over instead. Dad then named that baby 'Mattanarafa'. It means 'a gift from God that heals' because she is a miracle child, a gift of the impossible— a gift from God of Fate.