Miraculous Pictures Mga Nobela at Kwento

Mirage’s P.O.V “If you see the blood-works closely, both Mirage and Alpha Krimson have the same proteins in their blood in higher quantities.” Daisy pointed out to the projector screen, which had an image of several circular or oval shaped bug-like “cells” swimming in a pit of more such bug-like cells. “The two images are nearly identical. The only difference is the amount of adrenaline in definitely higher for both of them, but more so in case of Mirage.”

After cleaning the broken tray, Mira excused herself earlier than normal. And the moment she stepped outside the chamber doors— She stopped breathing steadily. Her hands trembled violently. No. She knew what she saw. Twice. Not imagination. Not exhaustion. Something inside that mirror had looked back at her. And smiled. --- That night— Mira avoided mirrors completely. But sleep never came. Because every time she closed her eyes— She saw Elian’s reflection whispering silently through the glass. And somehow— Deep down— She felt certain of one terrifying thing.

I saw them talking for a bit until they went to the other table. Yes, my sacrifice is worth it. Miracle is healthy now. She's no longer sick and she can continue her dream. Even if I will no longer be part of her life, seeing her like this is more than worth it.

she added. Mirabel shook her head. "There is a demon I once made an encounter with in another world, or should I say dimension." She said and opened the drawer in the table she was sitting on. She brought out an old scroll and stood up from the table and then proceeded to roll out the scroll on top of the table for all to see. "I drew her the moment I laid my eyes on her. I'm very good at drawing and painting. Her name is Rozra." Samira's eyes almost bulged out of her eyes, the picture Mirabel had shown to them was that of Rozralas.

“Initially, we put in a lot of effort into research, but unfortunately, we came up empty-handed. Yet, something fortunate occurred. "What is it?" Beta Winston inquired. "I'd prefer to show you rather than tell you," I replied, noticing that Alpha Tinsley had an empty glass on the table. When I glanced to my right, there was a picture of water on the table. In an instant, I raised my hand and watched as the water picture lifted from the table. I move it towards Alpha Tinsley table and tip the picture over, causing water to fall into the glass. I filled up the glass and carefully set it down on the table. Upon finishing, I observed the reactions of Alpha Tinsley and Beta Winston. They had a lo

ALARIC Moon let go of me the moment Miracle shifted. It was all weird. So strange. So different. So impossible. I was short of words. What the hell just happened? I witnessed it. Miracle was all wrapped up in the fire, raised from the ground, howling at the Moon. The next moment, she was eating it. She just ate that shit or whatsoever it was, to begin with. The most insane thing about all this mess was that she was fine. Not even a single burn. Not a single scratch. She looked like a newly polished mirror. Was I even saying it right? My words and sentences appeared jumbled. Well, not my fault. It was the situation.

She happily clapped her hands before calling for one of Aryan’s guards. Yet as she slightly raised her head, she happened to glance at the pier and saw a familiar ship docking. She squinted her eyes to see the flag clearly. It was painted with a distorted shape of a ship, appearing wavy like waves of the ocean. Atop the drawing of the abnormal shape, two same sized cups rest on a horizontal line, one on each end, which is balanced by a vertical line. This is the ship of the Miracle merchants! The one the seller a while ago was bragging about!

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

Her skin is peeling off and she is screaming in pure agony. Her screams echo throughout my body, reaching out to my heart and making me bleed. I run forward again, my body colliding with the wall of darkness. Pain courses through my body, but I don’t stop. I continue hitting the wall, again and again and again. Nothing happens and her screaming never ceases. Shifting back to my human form, I place my hand on the wall of darkness and shout her name. “ MIRACLE! ” Slowly, she fades out of my vision and it’s like I can feel her in my bones even if I can’t see her.