Morning Miracle Audiobook Novels & Stories

ALARIC Moon let go of me the moment Miracle shifted. It was all weird. So strange. So different. So impossible. I was short of words. What the hell just happened? I witnessed it. Miracle was all wrapped up in the fire, raised from the ground, howling at the Moon. The next moment, she was eating it. She just ate that shit or whatsoever it was, to begin with. The most insane thing about all this mess was that she was fine. Not even a single burn. Not a single scratch. She looked like a newly polished mirror. Was I even saying it right? My words and sentences appeared jumbled. Well, not my fault. It was the situation.

Then, little by little, a light descends from the vaults, spreads over the stones, over my hands, over my lips. And I hear a voice that is neither mine, nor a man's: — Do not be afraid. What begins tomorrow does not belong to you. It surpasses us, and that is good. I wake with dry tears at the corners of my eyes. Dawn approaches: a lighter grey already outlines the stained glass. --- THE FAITHFUL The whole night held its breath. And when the rooster finally crows, it is not only morning that arrives—it is a new era. The women are already out with jars and baskets. The men hoist the tables, set up the benches, line up the candles.

Donovan had not come begging for it. Perhaps he was too ashamed. Perhaps he did not even know about it, or perhaps my mother-in-law had finally understood something. Either way, my connection to her ended with that money and the prepaid fees. It would be the best ending if both of us could find peace. The evening glow filtered through the balcony glass door, painting the living room in warm golden orange. I stood up, slid open the glass door, and stepped onto the balcony. The evening breeze was gentle, carrying the fresh scent of early summer plants growing.

Anyone would definitely feel bad, not to mention when it happened early in the morning. Audrey felt exactly the same when she was in the middle of munching a giant chocolate wall in her dream. Her mood drastically dropped from 100 to -1. Without opening her eyes, she roamed her hands on the side where her ringtone could be heard. She had no idea of who was calling her that early and she was ready to pull the trigger of her very own mouthchine gun. "Good morning, chef Audrey. This is Secretary Lim of Gourmet Gold Enterprise," a man's voice greeted her from the other line.

The long, stressful day finally ended and the sun rose, bringing with it hope and warmth. The depression and the sorrow vanished as the first rays of the sun hit the kingdom. Miranda woke up the moment the sun rays fell on her. Stretching her arms, she mumbled, “Lady Zaina, wish me luck. I am going to meet the Lord today and if everything turns out well, I might return to you soon with happy news.”

"Good morning, Merri! Hihihi." "Ack! Gosh, milady? Wha-what happened?” Merri sat up instantly. With her eyes still half-open, and a trace of drool on the edge of her mouth, she created her two signature red fireballs as if they were about to strike. Pssh. Unless I extinguish both of them with my water magic. "Wakey, wakey, it's morning already." I caressed Merri's cheek. She may be older than me but her cuteness is still so valid!

Mira's POV, Last night, I cried myself to sleep feeling like the world was crushing me. When I woke up, it was just another shitty morning in this endless cycle of waiting and dealing with bullshit. A maid soon slipped in my room with some freshly baked bread, scrambled egg and hot coffee. “Thanks,” I mumbled weakly but she was already out the door. I plopped by the window sipping my coffee, staring at the courtyard where pack members were doing their morning drill. I was just killing time flipping through a book when a commotion outside yanked me out of it.

“Sleep peacefully, okay? Who knows? Tomorrow might bring the biggest miracle.” I manage a tiny smile. A miracle. People like me don’t get miracles. But I don’t say that out loud. After she leaves, I curl deeper beneath the blanket and let sleep welcome me, while a hollow ache settles into my heart. >>>>> The next morning, I wake up to my phone ringing. Disoriented, I groggily reach for it. The moment I see the caller ID, my stomach drops. Doctor Felix. Every trace of sleep disappears instantly, fear rushing through me fast.

--- The World Trembles Across the continents, people woke to strange sounds—music carried in the wind, waves that whispered names, mountains that echoed forgotten prayers. The Heart’s awakening touched everything. Children in distant villages began to hum melodies they had never learned. Crops flourished overnight. The Eclipse Moon split briefly into two orbs—one gold, one black—before merging again into radiant silver. The priests of Lumeris fell prostrate before the miracle, chanting the prophecy that had once been only myth. > “The child who hears the sky shall birth a dawn unseen.” And dawn came. A dawn that sang. --- The Guardians Stir Far from Lyren, in the ruins of the Wolf Temple, a

Where in Goddesses name was I? My clothes had been changed to a long nightgown which was rather comfortable. Perverts. I cursed jumping from the bed to the arched window drawing the velvet drapes back. I hissed as my eyes adjusted to the blinding morning light. The trees seemed to stretch on forever were all pine. Shocker, that explains the scent at least. The only thing in sight was a lake and what looked like a small town as smoke poured from a chimney curling out to the sky. I was in the middle of nowhere.