Miraculous Volpina Mga Nobela at Kwento

“This is blood-hexed shadow magic… and very old. It twists nature. It breaks spirit. It doesn’t just curse a pack—it infects it.” Damian’s face tightened. “Can you tell who made it?” Mira hesitated. Then she placed her wrinkled hands over the object and closed her eyes. Power stirred in the air. Moments passed. When her eyes opened again, they were glowing faintly green. Her voice was not just hers—it carried something ancient and knowing. “Her name… is Lila.” Silence fell like a blade. Ella’s breath caught. Damian’s fists clenched. “Lila,” Ella whispered, her voice laced with both shock and disgust. “Of course it was her…”

she added. Mirabel shook her head. "There is a demon I once made an encounter with in another world, or should I say dimension." She said and opened the drawer in the table she was sitting on. She brought out an old scroll and stood up from the table and then proceeded to roll out the scroll on top of the table for all to see. "I drew her the moment I laid my eyes on her. I'm very good at drawing and painting. Her name is Rozra." Samira's eyes almost bulged out of her eyes, the picture Mirabel had shown to them was that of Rozralas.

A smirk curves up her lips making me shake my head. I don’t even want to know how she knows. Selvia told her probably. Right after I got to know about Miracle’s condition, I looked for Miranda and Amanda. It’s easy to track down Miranda because she stays in my pack’s territory. I already met Miranda half an hour ago and got a potion from her to handle Miracle’s situation. The potion will weaken her abilities. She won’t be able to hurt anyone even if she wants to do it. The potion will put her wolf to sleep and as long as her she – wolf is sleeping, she won’t be powerful enough to cause any destruction.

The maids reassured me with a smile, as they said that it’s gonna be okay. After hours of exhausting training, Damien and his parents entered the training grounds; and the very first thing that caught their eye was the sight of me pulling the gun’s trigger, and ended up shooting next to the bull’s eye. They looked at me with amusement, and soon after, Damien walked closer to me with a proud look on his face. “Not bad,” he smirked. I looked back at him, as I smiled. Damien’s eyes were fixed on me; not a second of turning away. We’re like lovers who hold the most genuine feelings towards each other. A model having an affair with one of the strongest mafia bosses in the world. What could be pos

The documented Volana abilities go far beyond power surges like the one I triggered in the restroom, or even harnessing moonlight. According to these books, I can not only hypnotize people with my eyes, but bend shadows to make them see things that aren’t there, navigate the most starless night, summon light, give sleep, slow time and control the tides – in addition to simply being extremely hard to kill. I would probably find this more comforting if it weren’t for the fact that these powers don’t kick in until you’re grown, which means Lila has a long way to go before any of this helps her.

A strong breeze blew. Leaves, small branches, and sand fluttered in the breeze. The entire opening of that volcano was barely visible to me. Even with my glasses on, I fell asleep because my lashes are short. I leaned in close to Fabian and Stella. "Clypeus!" Mira begins to cast her spell. Then, gradually, a semitransparent, glass-like dome forms around us. Mira sat behind the sobbing Fabian, comforting his back. Many people see it as rude and hard, but there is a hint of sadness on its face. It is understanding.

“What is it?” I stepped forward, hesitant but determined. “I know it might sound ridiculous, but… I saw someone. A man. In my mirror this morning. Grey hair, stormy eyes, but not old. He wasn’t just a reflection either—he was there. Staring at me. And then he just disappeared.” Aurora’s expression didn’t change much, but I saw it—just a flicker, a shift in her eyes. She wasn’t surprised. “Mirrors,” she said slowly, “aren’t always what they seem. Especially not to someone… awakening.”

I went to her side right away; gave her a hug I was glad that she was alive. When I broke the hug, I could see that she had a confuse look on her face. Then I took notice that her fur was shining. I notice everyone was looking at her, I told her I will show her. I took out my phone, and place on the camera I pointed it to her directions. So, she could see for herself, once she saw her reflection, I can tell she had questions, especially the mark that was now on her forehead. Mileena shifted back this time she still had her clothes on. A Few minutes later the elders approached then Elder Vernon told Mileena that she was destin for greatness.

There’s only one man I know who can pull off something like this. And the very thought of him sends a shiver down my spine. “No,” I snap my gaze back to her, holding her gaze with intensity. “You didn’t.” Zarina’s laughter fills the room, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “Oh, but I did. I’m the wife of none other than Vladimir Perazzo himself.” My jaw practically hits the floor. “No way!” She chuckles again, clearly amused by my reaction. “I know you might find it hard to believe, but Mir and I are genuinely happy together. A lot happened after you disappeared. I’ll fill you in on all the details when we have more time.”

I cut her off, feeling the pound of my heart. She looks at me, and her eyes fill with tears. "I read the book - All the bright places. That is not your story, Viola. You are not Finch, you are Violet, all the colours in full brightness, and it hurts so much that you can not see yourself how we see you." She quietly cries and I will very much like to blame her tears on the pregnancy and on not that I broke her heart. "You saved my life, Viola." She dries her tears with a tissue.