Miraculous Season 4 Ep List Novels & Stories

“You won’t believe it. I was cleaning the room like you asked, just keeping things tidy around Eugene, and then… he opened his eyes. Just for a second. He looked right at me. And then, just like that, he was gone again.” Becca froze mid-step. Her heart skipped, then pounded with sudden force. “He opened his eyes?” she asked, incredulous. “Are you sure, Mira? You’re absolutely sure?” Mira nodded, her hair tumbling loose from its braid as she shook her head quickly. “I swear it, Becca. I didn’t imagine it. He looked… confused, like he didn’t know where he was. But there was life in his eyes. Just for a moment.”

Exactly midnight. "Who is that?" I whispered to myself, rubbing my eyes. Without thinking, still groggy and disoriented, I walked to the door and pulled it open. Julian stood on the threshold, a desperate, wild look in his eyes. "Veronica, thank God you are home," Julian gasped, stepping forward. I froze, my breath catching in my throat. But before I could speak, my eyes darted past his shoulder toward the hallway. At the very end of the corridor, the elevator doors were wide open.

But the older witches long for this time when they will once again be able to see and experience the grandure of how it was before the reign of the black witches. Mira suddenly felt a feeling of belongingness and unaware that tears are steaming from her eyes washing the stain in the mother crystal a tear that was like magic spreads and cleanse the years of oppression and bad deeds. Then when the mother crystal was totally cleaned and clear of any stain, Mira was envelope with incandescent reflection. An apparition appeared in front of her, glowing with equally bright reflection. The eyewitness ot what is happening was in awe. 'Mira my daughter I have been waiting for a long time for you

she said to me as she stepped out of the circle. Beyond her, I saw the smoke had completely enveloped Heather. With lightning speed, Sera sent a surge of magic at Gabe. It was so fast, I didn't have time to react and the magic hit him square in the chest. He sailed backward, landing in the bushes. At once, a thousand spiders were on him. I went to help, except Mizrabel appeared in front of me. "Hello, daughter," she said, her eyes glimmering with hatred.

Because they all understood something. An era had just ended. The facility was gone. The archive was gone. The program was gone. Everything that had shaped their lives for so long Gone. The realization felt strangely terrifying. Because what came after survival? What came after revenge? What came after freedom? Nobody knew. Mira slowly stood first. Sunlight touched her face. She closed her eyes. And smiled. “They're really gone.” Not grief. Not fear. Peace. Damon moved beside her immediately. “You okay?”

But a voice inside me answered, "She already has." The sound of footsteps made me turn. Mira came from the darkness, her hood pulled back. Her hair was tangled, her eyes bright with that strange, burning light. When she saw me, she smiled. “You’re still awake,” she said. “I was waiting,” I said quietly. “For what?” “For you.” She dropped down beside me. Her movements were quick, restless. “Serana’s made her decision,” she said, her voice low. “We strike within the week.”

Elizabeth POV I watch as Miranda steps forward and starts to break down the spell before our eyes. Whatever she sees in front of her, she is intently staring at as she raises her arms slowly and her fingers start to move in the air. Almost like a maestro guiding their musicians. I turn towards her mother and the three new guests who have arrived. They spare us no time, looking to Miranda’s mother for an update on what is happening. She updates them as they all stand back to look at the invisible barriers the rest of us cannot see.

Elena’s POV I was awakened by the sunlight shining on my face. Stirring awake on my seat, I shifted and stretched out my lips, but then I felt something fall on my lap. Looking down, a smile instantly formed on my lips as I saw the maroon cape of Prince Deacon draped on me. Holding it close, I looked around and found my warriors busy doing their own thing. But what put me in an awkward situation was the teasing glint in Maise and Saige’s eyes while they stared at me with knowing eyes.

That very day we ordered our second Christmas miracle. END

Miracle rattled the slips, checking if there were any secret papers hidden in between. But there was none. The second half of the story was gone. "C'mon... Don't do this to me. I have to know the story." Miracle pressed her fingers to her lips, murmuring lines of undefinable words that echoed softly in the dimly lit room. As she chanted, a gentle swirl of white light unfurled from her fingertips, enveloping her hand in a shimmering embrace. Silvery tendrils of smoke swirled into the room, weaving in response to her invocation. They laid atop her mark of divinity on her chest, and seconds later, the bulging veins around her reddening mark began to ease.