Mirage X Wraith Novels & Stories

I have pretty strong healing powers myself, so it would be only natural they have it as well. Mirage on the other hand; she has somewhat elemental control, healing on a much larger scale, can move things with her mind, make illusions in one's mind, communicate and control animals and she can already turn into her baby wolf. She also always knows what is going on with her twin, and will instantly try to get to her by all means necessary. One time we came into the nursery because Layla was crying, and we found Mirage manipulating the air to transport her baby form to her sister's crib. That was a disturbing one.

he shouted, staggering back. Aeron darted forward, striking at a second Wraith with precise, rapid blows. Sparks erupted as the creature recoiled slightly, but another strike came from its twin, forcing him to leap back. Luna’s hands glowed brightly, the moons’ energy streaming outward. She projected a web of silver and gold light that wrapped around the molten shards, stabilizing them temporarily. The Wraiths hissed, recoiling as the energy constricted their movements. “Focus the Moonfire into their cores!” Mira shouted. “Their shadows are tethered to the shards! Destabilize the connection!”

"Wraiths cannot be killed. It's a huge form of shadow taking a physical gait. It has no flesh or blood whatsoever. The best you can do is make it vanish." She stood up from the bed's edge, pacing around the room. "So how, how can we make it vanish?." "The three T's." "The three what?" He walked towards her and kept his arms on her sides. Trapping her between his arms. His grey eyes looking brighter from up close. Like a thunderstorm. "Track. Trap. Terminate."

It was the fact that I’d have to see her again—Cynthia. Morning came too quickly. I braced myself for whatever was coming today and got ready. The weight of the upcoming confrontation sat heavily on my shoulders as I made my way to the training grounds. When I arrived, a few she-wolves were already there, stretching and warming up. Their quiet chatter filled the air as they prepared for the session. Off to the side, Zayn, Seven, and Seleira stood watching, talking amongst themselves. Zayn caught my eye for a brief second, but I quickly looked away, determined not to let him get under my skin again today.

Afraid that she might fall into an endless unconsciousness, she's trying hard not to think of anything at all about her and she just diverted all her attention to Euphemia. But just like how the sun sets every afternoon, she would constantly end her day with the question... ` Who am I? ` Her name is Mirage. But who Mirage really is? She's supposed to be the dead daughter of Alfonse and Miranda. She's the granddaughter of the business tycoon Augustus Esquibel. She's the cousin of Nicolo and Travis. She's the mother of Euphemia. She's the wife of....? And her head will start to throb that will cause her to panic inside. She will try everything to forget that thought over again. To save herself

Not three days, but it took Leonidas a month to level William Corp. Pressing the gas pedal hard, Crystal drove her white Lamborghini Aventador through the private road that connected the main gate to Xavier's mansion. It took her seven minutes until she reached the front steps of the main door, stopping right behind Xavier's red Lamborghini Veneno. "X!" Crystal skipped the preamble, jumping out as soon as she saw Xavier rushing down the steps. Her brother seemed in a hurry, even his coat was just slung over his shoulder. Crystal ignored the tight black pants that matched his white work shirt. "We need to talk!"

Aurora walked closer to Maverick, before she hooked their arms together, she turned to smirk at The Mistress before she disappeared from the place with Maverick, using teleportation spell. “There’s nothing more we are doing here, I believe that we have an agreement, Mistress,” Crystabelle said, with a mocking tilt to her words but before the woman could talk, everyone standing in front of her was gone. The Mistress was left wondering what on earth Crystabelle told Maverick that made him agree to be whisked away by a witch and the level of her power that made her capable of transporting a lot of people at the same time.

They have the second most informed Historian next to the Royal Court pack, themselves. It was Oliver who recruited their new historian into the Blue Ridge pack. Her name is Jess Miller. She was sitting in a café, hacking into sealed records when Oliver tracked her down. Jess Miller was a hybrid-born female, but raised by her human mother with no information about who her father was. It wasn’t until she shifted and discovered she was a wolf that she started to investigate the supernatural side of life.

CHAPTER 117: THE FEAST OF THE WRAITH The "Lagos-grit" had taught me that a predator is never more dangerous than when it’s cornered, but a Wraith? A Wraith is a predator that has already lost everything, which means it has no fear of the dark.

“You got a problem? Go stand with the other useless one.” She jerks her chin toward me, a smirk twisting her pierced lip. The other rookies shuffle away from Jax, their faces carefully blank. No one wants to catch Luna’s wrath. Marcus just gives a slight, weary shake of his head. Jax’s ‘Mirage’ Ability isn’t combat-grade. He’s expendable. Jax’s jaw works. He shoots a last, furious look at Luna, then turns and stalks away from the group, planting himself against a far wall. Alone.