Miraculous The Mime Novels & Stories

I blinked, shocked, as I reached out and touched the mirror. Is this really me? “Did I do a good job?” Mirella asked. I turned to her, causing the bottom of my gown to swish around me. I nodded, feeling like a princess. “I-I’m beautiful,” I said, still stunned. “I didn’t even know I could look like that.” Mirella grinned widely. “Really?” “Really.” She crossed her arms, raising her eyebrows. “I'm waiting for that apology.” I smirked. “I apologize.” I glanced back at the mirror before turning to her again. “You are a miracle worker.”

The surroundings were quiet for a moment before Noah finally spoke. “Boss, they imitated your appearance.” Lucas and Kent both looked at Noah because of what he said. “What are you talking about?” Kent said as he turned to him. “The one you shot earlier. I saw him and he looked exactly like you,” that’s when Noah finally got Kent’s attention so he immediately stood up and sit next to the two who were sitting on the sofa. “So does that mean they are really imitating those around us? How can we know if what surrounds us is real?”

"So you're like... my own personal supernatural Jiminy Cricket?" His smile widened. "If Jiminy Cricket was over six feet tall, hot, and could punch a hole through time and space, then yes. Exactly." I shook my head slowly. "This is insane." "Sweetheart," Mikah said, his tone suddenly softer, more serious. "You're in a world where wolves walk like men and soul bonds tie strangers together. Trust me... I'm the least insane thing you'll have to deal with."

She looked pale but solid, her gray eyes wide with confusion. “Kaelen…” she breathed. He rose slowly, staring. “You’re real.” She shook her head faintly. “Not entirely.” Her hand trembled as she lifted it. “I can only stay as long as the seal stays open.” Mireya took a cautious step forward. “Then we close it before it devours everything else.” But even as she spoke, the walls began to pulse with light. The mirrors shimmered, each reflection twisting into new shapes. Maelis’s face appeared in one—smiling, calm, patient.

Just as she was about to conclude her sentence, Sophia spoke up, "Ezra, I am Sophia. Remember?" Ezra's eyes widened as the name triggered a rush of memories. The realization painted her face with surprise, and Ivan couldn't help but laugh, thoroughly enjoying the moment. Sophia, feeling a bit shy, bit her lower lip. Ezra, overcome with a mix of embarrassment and relief, hugged Sophia, apologizing for the momentary lapse in recognition.

One Last Moment Live each moment like it's the last moment in you life - Jim MacLaren ~***~ Reign’s POV Honestly, on my first day here, I instantly gravitated to him even if it was just arguing; it was damn entertaining. I guess it's the attention that I was getting that made it worth my while. It’s like a magnet and its object, no matter how hard you try pulling away, it hauls you back. It was great having someone who you could bond with naturally without any interference, nothing’s more amazing than that.

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,

Miracle “Are you sure about that?” I jumped at the sweet voice that filled my ears and I turned to see who was intruding on my peace with Mia. In front of me stood a beautiful woman. I have seen no one as beautiful as her. She was a tall woman with a milky white skin. Her platinum blonde hair flew around her as she looked at me with a sweet, gentle smile on her face that enhanced her unique violet coloured eyes. “Are you sure you don’t want to talk about your mate?” The sound of her voice broke my trance, and I blinked my eyes, trying to focus. If I was really in heaven, then she must be an angel.

Miracle stormed into 5 Lilium, slamming the classroom door so hard it nearly came off its hinges. A surge of raw, untamed energy radiated from her, sending uneasy ripples through the air. Her icy gaze locked onto Melvin, and without a word, she marched straight to his desk, dragging him from his seat as if the ongoing history lesson—Mythical Beliefs: Then and Now—was nothing more than an afterthought. Maddie paused mid-sentence and adjusted the frameless specs on the bridge of his nose, clearly confused. But before he could speak a word, Miracle had already whisked Melvin out of the room.

That enchanting voice made its way slowly through Lucas and the other henchmen's ears; carrying absolute magic that requires them to be subdued. Those individuals' eyes, which had previously been bright and quick, became dull and lifeless as they gradually laid down their weapons, wept, and bowed down before Miren. The only one who resisted being asked to kneel was Lucas, but he was also being manipulated by Miren's voice because his eyes had also lost their luster. The entire room was bathed in a mystical purple light, and there were tiny shards of light floating through the air and clinging to the clothing of everyone in the room. Tired cries resounded, bringing hot tears to the ground, fo