Oc From Miracle Novels & Stories

It was a dream that would never come true. “Hello, mother-in-law” Her voice was calm and her accent was fluent and classy. There's no way I could have beat her, no way Alpha Kian would have chosen me over her, no way. What the hell was the moon goddess thinking to mate me with an Alpha's son that had gone out of this pack, this country, and had seen the world and so many girls in it?

Miranda shook her head and glanced at her phone, noticing she was dialing a number that ended with 'rommie. Concern etched on Sophia's face. "She’s not usually like this. Why isn't she answering her calls?" Her attention was caught by a guy nearby, his hands tangled in his hair as he scratched his scalp frantically. "Is he possessed?" Miranda asked, shock written on her face as she watched the man. Sophia chuckled. "No, it’s just the effect of the magic powder they use to catch omegas." Roland smirked, his eyes focused on the glass in his hand as he spotted the guy they were discussing.

That one strange errand nearly destroyed my job, my relationship, and my name. But it also taught me something: you don’t have to be powerful to protect your life. You just have to refuse to be controlled by fear or temptation. Stay calm, stay alert, stay honest—and fight for the truth. Looking back now, when I first opened that mansion door, I walked straight into a trap. But luckily, I didn’t let the trap swallow me. I pulled myself out. And I slowly put back together the life I’d almost lost.

That very day we ordered our second Christmas miracle. END

"But only us know about the place. The direct blood. These are not just my brethren but also my children." Owen came out from the shadows and brought an elderly. From the looks of him, he was ragged. He was not human either. From where he stood, he did not stink of human blood - but a familiar scent. She could not see his face. It was too dark even for her. It was magic. Magic. What kind of magic? He was not one of hers. When the newcomer came face to face with her, only then she realized who he was. "Long time," Miranda replied. "My dear cousin, how tired you looked like."

Richard watched the whole scene as it unfolded almost close to the gates of the small school. He noticed her alright, but he can’t say a word, he always can’t say a word. He was out here waiting for his bestie, a zoology major, and part time cleaner. He sights her purple pixie and small size frame when he is about to make a move, he runs toward her small frame, his big body feeling light. He snorts, when he thinks of the very bad turn of events, he was supposed to be supernatural for God’s sake, but he couldn’t even heal, his ribs still ached, and he could feel liquid seeping out of whatever hole that was created during the blows each time he breathes.

Tears were running down my cheeks, the pain was so intense. “You will see every part, that's what I get paid for.” said the witch. “She wants you to see her making love to your lover.” “I do not care what she wants, I will not watch anymore.” I said and looked away again. “When the mirror turns purple, he will confirm that he has penetrated and the spell will be complete. He will be in love with Karly as soon as his manhood penetrates her. It's very simple...”

But she would always remain the first if I had to choose between my dreams and my child. As soon as I got to the office, a pungent lavender smell hit me. I usually placed a discreet scent in the office, but this time it was too much. “Kira...” Alana appeared in front of my office. “Should I call someone? What happened here?” I asked, holding my hand to my nose. “The perfume container broke and flooded us all.” The smell was almost unbearable. I rushed to the window and opened it wide. Spring in Glasgow was chilly and there was a good chance we wouldn’t die drowning.

She took a moment to calm her racing heart, letting the adrenaline fade, before scanning the forest floor. "Sisri Leaves for skin regeneration," Sua murmured, plucking the green shoots and dropping them into her pouch. "Pakaya Tongue to purge the scars, and Itun Fruit to brighten the complexion. Perfect." With these ingredients, the corrosive poison ruining her skin would soon be a memory. But as she reached for another fern, a low, rumbling growl vibrated through the soles of her shoes. Sua froze. Her blood turned to ice. Slowly, she turned around.

The quiet in Jace’s cabin felt suffocating, wrapping around me like a heavy blanket. My mind churned, replaying every word he had said, trying to make sense of the impossible. My breath was uneven, my pulse still racing from the weight of the truth. **Omega.**