Miraculous Volpina Novels & Stories

Frost saw her deliberating with herself and took a moment of hesitation to stuff the package into her hands. "Check them out and see if anything is missing. I will get it for you before the ball." He said softly causing Vinca to give him a warm smile that set his palpitating heart on fire. He felt hot and giddy at the same time. The lce King was slowly thawing. ***** In a faraway country, a lady who was already exasperated looked at herself in the washroom mirror. The mirror reflected a stranger. Where once vibrant eyes sparkled, now dull orbs stared back, framed by a web of fine lines.

She whispers a happy good luck to me before exiting the room of the Prince. "I sincerely apologize for calling you out this early Miss Snipes, but you see I have to let you come and help him. His enemy used an old tricky poison that's difficult to cure unless someone use the blood of a female virgin human being in order to cleanse the dirty blood of a wolf who has killed too many." I gulp down a lump in my throat when the wizard smiles at me and open his palm to let me give my hand to him. "What do you mean a virgin human being's blood? I should not be the only one who can save him in this Palace!"

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

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.

In the distance, I could see rows and rows of grapevines. Suddenly, the sun and blue sky vanished, replaced by gray clouds, and it began to rain. "Does the rain bother you?" he asked me. I lifted my head, savoring the cool droplets on my face. "No. A rainy day in Italy is still better than a good day anywhere else." He laughed, and that made me look at him. His shirt was gone, revealing his smooth chest and perfectly sculpted muscles that would have made Michelangelo weep with their beauty. I reached out, tracing my fingers along his chest.

He decided to help Vera at any cost, and no one could stop him, not even Prince Kael. “So, I have to start my practice with Prince Rafael, and he will teach me about all the tactics, but why?” Vera asked her reflection, and my eyes changed color for a second, and then I saw the most astonishing scene of my life. A girl appeared in the mirror with the same face, physique, and expressions as mine, but her eyes shone with heterochromia, and a small silver moon was present in the center of her forehead. She looked ethereal, just like a goddess. “Xela! What is this? How is this possible?” I asked in a breathless tone, like I couldn’t believe my own eyes.

"Don't apologize." His eyes lift. "Then what do you want?" "The truth." He nods. "I'll give it to you." Kael crosses his arms. "Start with the woman." Corvin's face goes pale. "I don't know her real name." "Then what do you know?" "Marcus called her the Mirror." My skin prickles. "The Mirror?" Corvin nods. "She has a rare ability." "What kind?" "She can imitate another wolf." "Her appearance?" "Everything."

“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.”