Miraculous Wattpad Novels & Stories

The Aftermath of Choices Morning dew glistened across the open fields at the edges of the Luminous Paradox, casting silver light on the swaying grass. The group’s makeshift camp stood amidst a circle of trees, surrounded by faint streams of magical energy that thrummed like an alien heartbeat. Inside one of the tents, Alex sat cross-legged on a woven mat, their eyes fixated on the Nexus Crystal in their hands. Its rhythmic pulse of light mirrored the unsettled thoughts swirling in Alex’s mind.

The entire tribal folk who had assembled at their leader’s house followed them, Mahira was in centre with Wakanovak and Damika on each side of her, she was lead out of their house through a back exit, as soon as they stepped out Mahira was met with a beautiful sight of lush greenery, after walking a little ahead she saw a pond with a natural waterfall not very high up, it was full moon night and the moonlight shimmered and broke into ripples on the calm water surface over the pond. On closer look she was surprised to see that the waterfall was shielding the mouth to a cave, yes, there was a cave that she could see through the waterfall, this is where the entire tribal group stopped, only Ma

“Then how will you feel when you see him again," “Maddy, you can’t higher my expectations. There’s no chance and Iam coping up with my life better. Iam not a cry-baby or the one who always complains about life anymore. I changed a lot. Now what Iam saying is don’t bring his topic,” “But you got things to see now. Cause the miracle has already happened." “What are you talking about?" I asked in confusion. Clearly, I don’t understand what she’s talking about. Then I looked around when someone came through the stairs to the terrace.

I broke the second padlock and to my utmost surprise, three books were wrapped separately in plastic. The first book I took from the box was captioned “the secret codes for miracle activation by chanters and conjurers”. I didn’t waste much time on it. I put it down and took the second book and it was captioned “the secret sacred facts about Elixir” just as I took that book I felt the vibration of my astral mirror. I was shocked because it has been silent for the past two weeks. I checked and the words on it were” thank your old friend you used to play with 7 years ago, you named it Wonder”

Sryrn and her queen's men replie Moriah peeled off the glove and let it fall to the ground, ready to turn into the Legend. The gods in the pyre were scarcely recognizable anymore. The head fell off the smith with a puff of ash and embers. Myra sang in the tongue of Waterfall, her voice rising and falling like the tides of the sea. Ezekiel untied his singed leather cape and listened in silence. Thrust in the ground, it still glowed ruddy hot, but the flames that clung to the sword were dwindling and dyin

I pull her close to my body and relax, simply holding her as the warm water soothes my skin. It was just the two of us far from the pack troubles coiled up in our world. This was all I've been missing when she was away, her scent, her warmth and the essence that was Milla. My eyes wandered on her body looking for where she was hurt and there were a few scratches that were going to heal within a few days. Another thing I respect and found out she heals herself quickly, making me remember the suicide incident. A shudder jerks my body with Mirabelle's crying face and her pale face of death. The moon goddess was giving me a chance to do right for the second time and this time I'll cut open my he

Arc I – The Possession Begins Chapter 8: The Shattered Bond When Mira opened her eyes, she was no longer in her room. The world around her shimmered—a haze of pale blue and silver. The air hummed softly, like wind trapped in glass. Beneath her bare feet stretched what looked like water but felt like solid light. “This… is new,” she muttered. “Did I die again? Or is this, like, a magical Wi-Fi dead zone?” A voice answered, echoing through the vastness.

"HEY..." Awakened by the anonymous sanctity drifting in the air, Miracle opened her eyes to find herself surrounded by a foggy emptiness. She was within a barrier, and the pain from earlier had surprisingly vanished. Her fingers brushed against the invisible wall, and it recoiled, sending a sharp pulse of energy that seared her skin. But the burn mark faded in the blink of an eye, disappearing as quickly as it had come. It was then she knew that the barrier wasn't going to harm her. She pressed her index finger against it again, long enough for the distortion to happen. The barrier dissolved.

[Sixteen years ago, in the city of Lenford…] - A single petal floated in front of his eyes. It was a cherry blossom petal, one that signaled the beginning of the tree’s full bloom in spring. It was the first thing Michael McGregor saw before a girl about his age suddenly walked up to him, her hand tightly gripping the strap of her shoulder bag.

“You haven’t seen any like ours, mister. Ours is special.” Tom and Rich stared at her, then past her to the sheltered structure. They looked closer: Miracle, a hand-stenciled piece of plank declared above the pen’s door. The snowy-white snout prodded at the wire, letting loose a snort. “White buffalo,” Jodean told them, and Richard’s daughter inhaled again with surprise. “They’re magic,” said Katie simply, looking to the smiling woman. “That’s right, sweetie. Some people believe they are magic.”