Miraculous Novels & Stories

She wanted to cause him the same amount of pain as he had caused her when he killed her leader so she began to walk over to Micah and Kurt while the other Ginx still hovered over Joe and Lydia. "Micah, she's coming for us. What do we do? What do we do, man?" Kurt asked in a panic as she got closer. "Hold my machete," Micah replied and handed the weapon to Kurt. He took out the codex and flipped through the pages until he stopped at one of them. Micah raised his hands and began to read the contents of the magical book. "Sicut fumus dies ventorum. Sicut sonitus post factum est. mitto te, et impero tibi, ne redeat nam in cantu tacet."

My name is Mirabelle, but my friends call me Mira for short, i'm barely seventeen and about to enter a new phase of my life, I just got admitted into the university of my dreams to study accounting which was not actually what I intended to study at first, but because that was where my mark in post utme landed me or I was not just so lucky....but I accepted to study it anyways because I was determined to leave the house, which I and my siblings called "cage house" funny right?

He sees her as a friend only. “But I don’t love you,” he said, moving away from her. She is not even his type, Lillian is more his type. She is a literal walking goddess, so pretty, with beautiful skin. He tried not to make it too much because she saw him as her little brother and he respects her for that besides his mate is still somewhere out there and he is patiently waiting for her but Mirabel was fuming. How dare he not replicate my love! She waved her hand and a dark flower appeared. Then her eyes glowed as she blew the flower on his face. She watched as he blinked his eyes repeatedly, the dark magic entering his body. Then his eyes glowed gold, and he looked at her and suddenly he was

If anyone was strong enough to pull off the shift of power and stop souls from passing over to the afterlife, it was Mira. He just hoped that she didn't lose her own soul in the process. Too many Light Oracles have tried and failed in the past. But one has never been quite as unique as Mira by being part Light Oracle and Lycan. MIRA lowered herself onto the surface, she knelt beside Clohe and picked her head up off the ground, and she breathed life back into her. A white mist departed from Miras' lips and it entered Clohes' mouth. Within seconds, Clohe sucked in one deep breath before her jaw fell open and a flutter of black butterflies exited her mouth.

I wondered how to make myself appear again; I wanted Kiran to see me, and it felt like I was stepping through a bubble as I was transferred from one realm to another, and he smiled as I appeared in front of him. “What was that?” I asked him, as he put his arm around my shoulder. “Just a little something I’ve been working on for a few months now,” Kiran said. “I wanted to see if it was possible to completely disappear from this realm, yet still be here, see and hear everything, but not be physically present.” My father had just taught me something magnificent, an unknown magical spell he had conjured up on his own. “I don’t know what to say. I don’t deserve this,” I said, and looked down bri

Mira stepped forward, a knowing smile softening her face as she crouched beside us. “She did,” she said, gesturing to me. “Lyria brought you back.” His eyes snapped to mine, a million unspoken things swirling in their depths. I sniffled, brushing the tears from my cheeks as Mira continued. “She’s been blessed by the Moon Goddess with the power of life,” Mira explained gently. “A rare, selective gift… it only works for those the Goddess deems worthy. And she chose you, Kael.” Kael’s mouth parted slightly, as though the words hadn’t registered yet. Then they did. His gaze dropped to my trembling hands, the same ones that had glowed with divine light just minutes ago. Slowly, he cupped my face,

She lunged past Seraphina, hoping to slice the princess open, but Seraphina jumped, narrowly dodging the blade. Mira was getting weaker. But she would not stop. Setting her sword, she struck again. But Seraphina did a backflip, dodging the sword. Mira’s body vitality was completely ruined. Her hands failed her. Her legs twisted unnaturally. She fell to her knees. Seraphina walked up to her, eyes filled with pity. “It’s not too late for you, Mira.” Then she brought out a bag from inside her dress. “I have an antidote for this,” she said calmly.

“But there’s one thing we need to do, that both Mara, and Mira did have done as a mistake which was to allow that rose to exist. Are you both on board?” My mate, Stand, and me nodded but Silver exhaled annoyingly to which we finally heard a small girly voice, in a second I swore there was a child in the room but to my surprise it was indeed Miranda. “Miracle why are you this upset? I’m not sure what I can do to help you but please know that everyone does a mistake, maybe what one does wrong, one can change it, or work on it to get better, as long as one is alive one can make a difference.”

she replied to everyone while cheerfully waving her hands and looking around. “Woah! What is this?” she asked a seller as she picked up a weird looking item from his table. The seller wasted no time as this is an actual potential buyer: “Good day, Young Lady! Four months ago, I traded with a group of merchants who called themselves Miracle. They said this could make fire and even showed me how, but it never worked for me. It should suit a curious girl such as yourself, young lady!” Aryan inhaled deeply and saved the lectures for later. He dismounted from his horse and went towards Amaryah.

A part of his soul. --- Mirage couldn't get enough of her " new " family. They were so kind, so funny, so caring...she couldn't believe how lucky she felt having such people in her life. And now that she knows how they all are, she also wanted to be with her better half, but unfortunately her mind didn't allow it. So instead of moping around and being stressed, she just focused on making her daughter, everyone around them and herself happy, helping them to enjoy and just living every second and every minute of every day.