Miraculous Pigella Novels & Stories

Mira asked "Your stomach, what happened to it?" Lulu asked wondering why Mira's stomach was as flat as that of a model Mira rubbed her stomach and smiled "it's there but you can't see it" Mira chuckled "Hmm, I don't understand. I'm look right at it" lulu said "Caleb helped me do some magic on it, he has a few gifts. So he casted a spell on my body, no one will know I'm pregnant except I tell them" Mira explained

Immediately, the cloth began to glow with a faint purple light. "Interesting," she murmured, holding it up to the window. "What does that mean?" "There's magical residue in your blood. Something I've never seen before." She tucked the cloth into her bag and pulled out a thick leather journal. "The signature is ancient, powerful. Divine, even." "Divine?" My voice came out as a croak. "Magic that comes from the gods themselves, rather than mortal practitioners." Mira flipped through pages covered in careful notes and detailed diagrams. "I've only seen traces of it in very old texts. It's incredibly rare."

“This poison… it shouldn’t have affected her like this. But that’s not the strangest part.” “What’s the strangest part?” I asked, my voice low and filled with danger. Mirabel hesitated, then leaned closer to Elara, inspecting her with a renewed vigor. “There’s something… different about her,” she said finally, her voice barely above a whisper. And then she froze, her eyes widening further. “Oh, Goddess,” she breathed. “Alpha, come look at this.”

"You can't be solely blamed for losing this deal. Why should you bear the punishment alone? That's too unfair!" Candice remained silent. Conveniently, her phone rang, and she checked it before standing up. "I have to take this call." In the pantry, a young girl's tender and fragile voice came through the other end of the line when Candice answered. "Candice, when are you coming to see me?" The girl, Peach, was Candice's half-sister. They had the same mother but a different father. Peach was only eight years old and suffering from congenital leukemia. She needed expensive treatments every month.

“What’s wrong with my face?” In the next moment, Caspian could see the white pig’s eyes go wide, its body tensed up, and its mouth suddenly gape open. However, the little white pig reacted quickly and reached out its front legs to cover its mouth. Despite its quick reaction, the faint sound of “F*ck!” could be heard. “What the hell is going on?” Caspian was more puzzled now. “Alright, alright. Have a look for yourself. You gave me such a fright!” Maya smiled as she took out a small mirror and held it out in front of Caspian.

“I saw you sneak out of the fortress.” Elia’s breath hitched, but she held her composure. “My uncle… he is ill. No one knows where he lives but me. I had to bring him herbs.” Mira raised one brow, her smile unwavering. “Is that so…” Her tone dripped with feigned sympathy. “Then may the goddess grant him a swift recovery.” She lifted her cup again, but Elia’s eyes were searching, desperate. Her heart pounded as she tried to catch a glimpse of Mira’s neck. The birthmark on the right hand was already known but the scar would be the thread that unraveled everything.

Her brows furrowed and she lifted the false bottom. Beneath layers of perfumed linens and old keepsakes was what she had been instructed to retrieve: an orb relic wrapped tightly in ceremonial cloth—threaded with blood-red embroidery. A faint, unnatural pulse radiated from it, like a sleeping ember waiting to be fed. She pressed the relic to her chest, muttering under her breath, “This will save her. It must.” Miranda moved to leave, but in her rush, her heel caught a stool in the dark.

Mila realized that she was still able to hold his hand, therefore she felt slightly relief, at the very least, she wouldn’t disappear all of sudden, maybe they could find something, or maybe she would be able to do something with this realization of the mirror. “Miracle mirror?” Mila lifted her head and then look at Aaric, her brows furrowed when she heard that. “Liam had told me about the mirror, I have used it as well, but I don’t think the name is Miracle Mirror?” Mila was slightly confused because she couldn’t remember what Liam called this mirror. Was that a magic mirror? Or what? She really couldn’t recall anything about it. “That’s the name, but maybe he used different term, but for a

"Could I ask a question for my friend then?" "No. However, I could tell you that she was born with a rough destiny. Originally, she was just a carefree pig in the forest that was saved by a phoenix. She recognized the phoenix as her godmother and learned the skills from it. Before the phoenix died, it gave her the pill of life. So, she is both a phoenix and a pig. Because of her unique circumstances, her life may look ordinary, but it isn't. I can't tell her fortune, I'm sorry. Alger, see her off," Master Olgic said to the clergyman at the door. Stella knew that she would put others in a difficult position if she were to stay any longer. She nodded and said, "Thank you, Master."

So we decided that we'll keep him as a pawn so we be sort of safe. But then your biggest rival, the Colombian mafia caught me.. Mirabella was just 9 and luckily I had sent her on a trip.. I made up an excuse that I was pregnant and it would hurt his son if he killed me.. He didn't knew that we weren't so close but he let me go.. But I had to show him a child.. Michelle was pregnant and she gave her child as she became too sick to take care of him, Peter to me while I faked a pregnancy..