Oblivio Miraculous Novels & Stories

And that precision was what made it so dangerous, because control, when misused, didn’t prevent collapse, it merely disguised it. My grip tightened on the wood. Elena was not Paris, but the feeling – the pull, the instinctive reaction before thought could intervene was familiar. I straightened my posture, pushing away from the table. “No.” The word came out more audibly this time, because this couldn’t become that; Not again and definitely not with her. A loud, unexpected knock at the door broke the silence. “Father?” Sister Lucia. Of course. I forced my expression into composure before responding. “Come in.”

Liora was bombarded with fragments of final thoughts—a name, a face, a prayer, a curse. Finally, they reached it. The centre. It was a massive, shallow crater, perfectly smooth and filled with fine, black ash. There was nothing there. No marker, no debris. It was the blankest, most empty place Liora had ever seen. It was the visual representation of the Oblivion they fought. But the memory wasn't gone. It was here, pressing in from all sides, so powerful that it had created a void. This is it, Corin whispered, his voice full of awe and terror. The epicentre. The moment of severing. You have to be careful, Scribe. This memory... it could break you.

Her captor was none other than Selena Dark, a deity. “I wish for Moon Goddess to look at me. Why is she so silent?” I said in my mind while Miracle kept quiet. Noah made his way toward me. Miracle had her gaze fixated on the sun. What was she doing? Her eyes shone. She howled. “I, Sun-Wolf, Viviana Miracle, summon the fire inside me to trap the most powerful sunlight for a humble cause in the name of my mother and my murdered family.” Miracle talked. In front of Noah. He was astonished.

POV: Lila (primary), Kehra (bone-soft cadence), Maximus (orbiting stillness), Elora (memory’s new tone), Thread (beyond grip) Lila The mirror wall blurred this morning. No fog. No fracture. No sign. Just a ripple across its surface as if the air itself had offered a soft “yes.” I stood before it for what might’ve been hours. I didn’t speak. Didn’t move closer. There was no question left in me.

"I finally... I finally did something right." The Dark-Rhea’s mirror-eyes shattered as she absorbed the pure, sacrificial energy of Micah’s soul. The Obsidian Bloom behind her let out a sound like a thousand glass bells, the violet petals turning a blinding, unstable white. The entire Under-Whisper began to shake, the roots of the World-Tree groaning as the new, "pure" energy fought against the rot of the Heir.

Miracle rattled the slips, checking if there were any secret papers hidden in between. But there was none. The second half of the story was gone. "C'mon... Don't do this to me. I have to know the story." Miracle pressed her fingers to her lips, murmuring lines of undefinable words that echoed softly in the dimly lit room. As she chanted, a gentle swirl of white light unfurled from her fingertips, enveloping her hand in a shimmering embrace. Silvery tendrils of smoke swirled into the room, weaving in response to her invocation. They laid atop her mark of divinity on her chest, and seconds later, the bulging veins around her reddening mark began to ease.

CAIN POV ‘ Alpha. We are under attack. ’ I was looking for Olivia when I heard Selvia’s voice through the mindlink. The first thing I thought about was Miracle. That Dense and Careless mate was out there. Everybody else had taken the potion which protected them from compulsion, but Miracle was defenseless in this matter. From what I sensed, she was out there too and I never doubted that she will come in harm’s way like the idiot she is. I rushed outside and saw the expected scene upfront. Those hybrids were swarming the place. Many pack members have already dealt with most of them.

I went to my room and slammed the door and locked myself. "I guess now I know why she screamed earlier." Jacob told them. "My twin loves an Oblivious guy. No matter what she do, he doesn't see her." Bella and Cole told them a bit about mine and Matt's friendship. "Well, that's because he doesn't have competition. From what you told me, it seems like he also likes her, he is either really oblivious or scared to ruin his friendship with her. Or both." "I guess, we should put a plan in motion." Cole said while running his hands together.

I said. Siobhan sighed grimly and ran her hands over the broken screen. "They are using something called Vocem Mentis, which is also known as the voice of the mind. It's a spell that plants doubts in your mind and twists reality. That's why you saw Mirella when no one else did." I eyed Siobhan suspiciously. "Who the hell is Mirella and what was I doing with her?" Siobhan and Dashiell looked at each other, before sighing in unison. "Dashiell's guards saw you talking to yourself in the hallway, while he and I were discussing about you. Then you attempted to run away."