Oc From Miracle Novels & Stories

she replied to everyone while cheerfully waving her hands and looking around. “Woah! What is this?” she asked a seller as she picked up a weird looking item from his table. The seller wasted no time as this is an actual potential buyer: “Good day, Young Lady! Four months ago, I traded with a group of merchants who called themselves Miracle. They said this could make fire and even showed me how, but it never worked for me. It should suit a curious girl such as yourself, young lady!” Aryan inhaled deeply and saved the lectures for later. He dismounted from his horse and went towards Amaryah.

Adom could hide being an omega for his whole life if he kept on being careful. Right now, he was living off his scholarship and part-time jobs, so he would still be able to afford his suppressants. They were expensive, given how many he needed every time. Most omegas only took them for their heat if it would be really inconvenient for them, but he had been taking them for every heat he had so he wouldn't need to experience them. He heard they were very painful and uncomfortable, so he happily took them every month.

[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.

Seated above on the throne, Mirage Maja was sneering down at her, “How do you like it? I had that wretched mutt belonging to your friends thrown in to keep you company.” Orea said nothing in reply: She was the type of person who accepted her defeat and fate without complaint or question. Orea thought of Primuh, she could vaguely remember the giant Succubino saving her and they were fleeing and then she must have passed out. Because she couldn’t remember anything at all clearly, up to this moment. She hoped Primuh was okay. And yes Skylar and Bessy! Evil Mirage interrupted her thoughts, “You must be worrying about the welfare of your friends?”

He decided to stay and finish his mission when he spotted Tia sneaking away. "Wait." Chase called out to him and took a Mirage Tiger Dragon Pill from Walter to give to Cyril. "Consider this a thank-you gift for all your help." Even though Cyril had no idea what pill it was, he could still tell its grade as he was the heir to the Miracle Doctor Sect. He recognized the pill as a lower world-grade pill. It was priceless in this world with the limitation of martial monarch. Cyril was touched and tried to reject it. "How could I—"

Miracle Maverick rules her pack with a sharp tongue, sharper claws, and zero tolerance for bullshit. She didn't claw her way to Alpha just to be derailed by her past. Especially not by him-the leather-wearing, sin-smirking, tattooed menace who just swaggered back into her life like he still had a claim. Talon Cross is a wildfire in wolf form. Reckless. Infuriating. Hot enough to burn. He walked out on her five years ago, and now? He's her new co-Alpha. As in, half her pack. Half her power. Half her bed if he has anything to say about it. Miracle swore she'd never fall for him again. She also swore she'd never let anyone see how badly she still wants him-how the scent of him alone m

She raised a hand—and three of her mirror copies lunged forward. Carl intercepted one, blade humming. Ophelia ducked the second, slamming her palm against its head and activating her memory disruptor. Tobias scrambled for cover, launching a neuro-blast that flickered through the air like lightning. But Mira didn’t move. She just watched. And smiled. “You’re not ready for what’s coming,” she said. “None of you are.” Then her body turned to light—and vanished. The remaining mirror copies fell to the ground like broken puppets.

She lunged past Seraphina, hoping to slice the princess open, but Seraphina jumped, narrowly dodging the blade. Mira was getting weaker. But she would not stop. Setting her sword, she struck again. But Seraphina did a backflip, dodging the sword. Mira’s body vitality was completely ruined. Her hands failed her. Her legs twisted unnaturally. She fell to her knees. Seraphina walked up to her, eyes filled with pity. “It’s not too late for you, Mira.” Then she brought out a bag from inside her dress. “I have an antidote for this,” she said calmly.

"Candice, we're planning to have a barbecue. Why don't you join us? I also want to apologize to you for what happened just now. It was my fault for not paying attention, and I accidentally spilled the wine on you. Can you forgive me?" Yana marveled at Sonia's acting skills and muttered to Candice. "I've never seen such a shameless girl. Isn't she embarrassed?" Candice looked at Sonia and replied, "There's no need." "But I..." Sonia, with her innocent face, appeared quite pitiable. She reached out to try and hold Candice's hand, but Candice skillfully avoided her. "I have OCD. I don't like others touching me." Sonia's face showed a hint of vulnerability, and with watery eyes, she looked at Ca

Oceana said and imputed the word Immortal into the pad, and immediately, the rumbling stopped and the glass jar opened. She grabbed the dagger and hid within her robes and left the place. *** Oceana got outside and found everyone resting. ' the game must have ended' she taught. She tiredly walked to her cabin and grabbed her bag. "Time to leave." She said, but a sharp pain suddenly hit her hard on her chest. "What was that for?" She asked herself and left the place. Immediately she stepped out from the gates of the enchanted school, Hazel appeared to her. "Hazel.... It's good to see you." Oceana said happily.