Novel & Cerita Miraculous Truth

Her hand, placed under the table, clenched into a fist, but she managed to ask with some composure, "So, it was you who took those false pictures?" A flicker crossed Francis's brow. He leisurely poured himself a drink and pushed it toward Candice. "Does it really matter if it's true or not? Nowadays, who cares about the truth?" "What do you want, then?" He took off his glasses, grinning at her. He attempted to reach for her hand again. "Why bother? You know that since Aether Corporation, I've valued you. Now that Alex doesn't want you, do you think you'll fare well in this circle? If even I'm left without a way out, how much better could you be doing compared to me? And I've heard about your

Sunlight pierced the clouds, shining on the snowman Emma had built last night. It wore Gordon's old scarf, its button eyes gleaming with a joyful sparkle. The End

He's not alone, though. He is surrounded by dozens of wolves, their body taut and their eyes gleaming crimson. “He’s building an army,” Lena whispers. “He’s come to take you.” I turn to Mira. "What are we going to do?" From her shelf, she takes a crystal and presses it into my hand. “This will show you the truth. You have to use it in the moonlight, though. “What truth?” “The full story. Your past, your link, your purpose. Everything.

"Lucy Miller, your mate bond with Ethan Carrillo will be severed. Your information in the wolf clan registry will be erased, and he will never find you again. Are you sure about this?" I kneeled before the Moon Goddess' statue and replied, "I'm sure." "Okay, then." A flash of holy light filled the room, and a vial of potion appeared before me. "Drink this, and you and Alpha Ethan will automatically be divorced in three days. The wolf clan will have no record of you anymore." Without hesitation, I tilted my head back and drank it in one go. When I left the shrine, I had already bought a plane ticket to a northern pack.

He rose slowly, his hands spreading as magic surged outward. “Prepare the Vale,” he commanded. “Every eye must see her clearly.” “And what if she reveals the truth?” a follower asked, uncertainty in their voice. The Prophet’s smile turned sharp. “Then we let her speak,” he replied. “Truth becomes far more dangerous when no one knows which version to trust.” The mirror flickered to life. Aria’s reflection appeared—standing beneath the Moon, serene and unyielding. The Prophet tilted his head, intrigued. “So much hope,” he murmured.

"Who said you're ugly? My lovely Cindy is the prettiest woman in the world!" I trembled as I cried under the blankets, and Kevin continued to hold me. He cradled me gently, feeling as if we were back in the boat harvesting water lilies. The sky was clear, the water calm, and the water lilies in full bloom—those were the best days. That feeling of happiness now felt as if it was just yesterday. It was only after losing my health that I realized how precious life was. Craig must have heard the commotion inside the room, yet he did not disturb us. He only sneaked in to leave a package.

I covered my head, feeling disoriented. Henry looked at me with concern. "Don't worry; he doesn't know anything. He just thinks you fainted due to exhaustion. "But, Mia, are you sure you don't want to tell him the truth about two years ago and your illness?" he asked. "No need. I'm afraid I'll forget everything in a few days anyway," I replied. Actually, it's nothing much. It was just two years ago, in the first month after Xavier lost his sight, that I was diagnosed with a rare illness.

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

“Because you might have discovered something we can use against Benedict. The Cursed Mirror allows people inside to have a glimpse of the truth they don’t know yet through illusion.” A glimpse of the truth? I recalled what I had seen back inside and I turned still, staring at Lucius’ back. No, it couldn’t be. My father would never tell me those things and it was impossible Lucius was my mate. We had been around each other for days now. If we were mated, we should have known it already. He must be bluffing. Or maybe the mirror doesn’t always work that way. “Nothing. I didn’t see anything,” I said and walked to the door, avoiding more possible questions he might throw.

Yes, accept it. At some point, you are going to have to accept that there are words like faith, like hope and that there are even those things that they are calling miracles. Yet there are people; some might call them beings that play with the lives of others in their hands. This, my dear Mirabelle will be an evil that will come for us. But my love. I can now honestly say that this evil, you should stay at bay. You might think you are going to tear Mirabelle and me apart, where in fact, you will only bringing us stronger and closer towards each other.