Miraculous Season 6 Marinette Novels & Stories

That very day we ordered our second Christmas miracle. END

Jack uttered and went off the line. Carolina let out a tired sigh while keeping her phone where she had left it earlier. No one and nothing would change her mind towards believing that Mirabel is the one behind Roseanne's death. "Mirabel thinks she can do all the evils she had committed and go scot-free but not on my watch. I will make sure to expose all her evil deeds and make sure she is severely punished for them. I will make sure she pays dearly for taking away the life of an innocent maid”

Nueva could sense the sorrow in her voice. "I think it might have happened so that I was forced to take ownership and connect with my other powers and not depend on yours?" Nueva's tone told of acceptance. She left the kitchen and walked back into the living room. Evie was slow dancing with Flynn, and Nueva was genuinely happy for her friend. Mira was in a deep drunken conversation with Marigold, who had a peculiar look etched on her face, almost like she was starstruck. From this distance, they kind of look like they could be sisters. Strange that she had never thought about how much they looked like each other before?

It would be her and daddy together in paradise. So Arianna gave up. A cruel smile appeared on Macy's face when Arianna stopped struggling. The bitch was dead. The annoying bug would not fill Marcel's mind anymore. Once Marcel saw this, he would realize that she's right - Arianna is nothing but a poison, trying to corrupt his mind. [Author rolls eyes, as if Marcel's not corrupted already] Even when Arianna didn't show signs of life anymore, Macy didn't stop and asked the men to continue drowning her. There should be no chance for resurrection.

I ask in panic. “Well, to Marcus of course.” “To…” I trail off as the name rings a bell. Marcus. Kane. “Wait… aren't you supposed to be engaged to Mira?” I ask. “Oh, Joan,” Vivian titters. “Have you forgotten? Mira is due for her surgery and we have no idea if she will survive. How could you forget?” she asks before ducking her head to hide a fake sob. What is going on? “There, there,” my father says as he oats her hands in comfort. “Everything is going to be alright.”

Marco started to say something, but seeing Dante's state, he shut his mouth. In the Chicago underworld, Dante Moretti was a legend. Cold, ruthless, always in control. No one had ever seen him look weak. No one had ever seen him shed a tear. But now, the legend was on his knees beside a filthy puddle, as helpless as a child who had lost his mother. Finally, they found it. Alessia’s SIM card. Dante clutched it like a holy relic, thinking maybe, just maybe, it held a final message she wanted him to see.

Jessica clung to Jarek, and he scooped her into his arms. At the firetruck, Laz turned off the hose. He, Billy, and Ralph stared at Marianne, who wove strings of light between her hands. I watched, fascinated. Seeing her using the magic with such deftness, a memory jogged in my mind. One that I had long repressed. I lowered my gaze, looking at my fellow Alphas. I braced myself for the sight, but they were all whole, no sign of injury on them. Before I could fully process this information, Ruby swayed on the spot.

Zainab thinks for a moment, before turning to the wardrobe where a girl from the village, named Mariya had hung and folded all my clothes. "This black Abaya and a silver veil should do quite alright." I nod and let her lay it on the bed. She consults the tablet again and wrinkles her nose. "What is it?" I ask, watching her closely. She shakes her head. "Shooting starts on Wednesday morning at eight sharp. No lateness." I shrug, I wasn't about to be late on one of my biggest gigs either. She rattles off the times when the generator would be turned on and off every evening as electricity isn't very reliable here and talks about how since I've met all the other actors, I should spend tomorrow a

"Seeing you in your real form, I can never fuck you." "Shut up, you idiot," Marin shouted angrily, tapping her foot. "Then die here with this girl," Marin snarled, her hands clenched in rage. Marin and Smith vanished into thin air after saying this. Fenix took a look around; the place was filthy and disgusting. He approached Yona's Cage and noticed her. Her face has grown pale, her lips have become dry and she has collapsed. He attempted to open the cage, but it was secured by a spell-casting magic lock.

It can turn you into a fool. It blinds you from seeing who your partner really is. “What you said is not different from mine, mother”. Mira scoffed. “It’s not the same Mirabel. You made it sound like she was the devils daughter!“ Mariam resorted. “And you made her the angel she was right mother…”, she rolled her eyes. Mira was being sarcastic... “Something like that!” Mariam winked and I giggled, so did Mira. “Zane told me you were the last person Davina saw before her death? Is that true?”