Miraculous Truth Novels & Stories

John would be furious. Vivian was Perry and Julie Macabe's oldest daughter, she had her mother's eyes of honey and her father's dark hair and olive skin. Even at the young age of seventeen, she had womanly curves. Vivian was not held captive by the social expectations of her day, much to her family's chagrin. Vince was not her first lover; her former lover had been Vince's best friend, Devon Parish. When Devon had started seeing another young girl from town named Jessica, Vince had merely to fix her with his dazzling hazel eyes and she was his.

Instead, pitch-dark light pulsed around it. I’d never seen anything pulse with so much magic. It looked like it had swallowed a black moon and now dared us to come closer. “That’s the Mirror of Veritas,” The High Chancellor whispered behind me. I flinched slightly at the sound of his deep, commanding voice, but my curiosity quickly overpowered my surprise. “What’s the Mirror of Veritas?” “The Mirror of Veritas reflects your darkest truth.” He replied and a shiver ran down my spine. What could be my darkest truth?

The truth wasn’t a dagger but a mirror. And here is the begining of a new era, when the truth will be told.

"Continue to embrace your truths, for the Winds of Truth will guide you to the next trial." As the gentle breezes swirled around them, the seekers moved forward, their mate bond fortified by the shared revelations. The whispers of the Mirage echoed the essence of truth, and the guardian's form dissipated into a zephyr, leaving behind the scent of authenticity. Stereo, with a knowing smile, led them to the next trial, the echoes of the Winds of Truth lingering in the air. The journey through the Heart of the Mirage had only begun, and the seekers faced the subsequent trials with a newfound understanding of themselves and the unbreakable bond that tied their fates together.

His eyes met mine, pleading and hopeful. “Please come back,” Miracle said, her voice soft and sincere. “We need you.I need you. You're the best doctor there is and you're the only one who can make me feel better. Please come back" I swallowed hard, glancing between her and Lucas. My heart was torn. I wanted to believe her, to trust her words, but the wounds of the past were still fresh. And then there was Lucas. What if he somehow managed to convince her to do this, but then again, this is Miracle we're talking about. She's not one to bow to pressure, that knowledge was enough to reassure me that maybe this was genuine

At least I wouldn't have to witness their happy family of four and smell that nauseating mixture of scents. Memories flooded back like an uncontrolled tide. Alex and I had met when we were nobody special. I had supported him through his journey from an unknown programmer to a leading figure in the field of AI. For ten years, we had been the soulmates everyone in our circle envied. The first time, he was drugged by a business rival and slept with Brooke, who was just an intern then. He called me immediately, his voice shaking. "Em, I was set up! I swear on my integrity that this was the only time! I've handled everything cleanly. She'll never appear before us again!"

I was dressed in my police uniform, my eyes shining. Gabriella stared at my profile photo for a long time before sending me message after message. "Victor, what on earth are you up to?" "Five years ago, you went rogue and got hundreds of our comrades killed. Wasn't that enough?" "Daniel's dead. They said you were a traitor. I refuse to believe that." "As long as you say you didn't do it, I'll believe you." Gabriella's fingers trembled for a moment before settling on the last message.

They had let me think the worst of them all this time, just so that I wouldn't suffer the weight of these memories. But surviving was not enough, I wanted to live and I would only achieve that by knowing the truth. And the truth was liberating. I no longer felt guilty for feeling the way I did about three different people, but I felt so many inconsistent and unreasonable things. I lost myself in Logan's grey gaze, the sparkle in his eyes, the calmness of his expression, -I... He put his finger on my mouth, “Okay.”