Novel & Cerita One-minute Miracle Book

People moved around them, their faces aglow with purpose and connection. Nathan observed a young man seated at a nearby bench, engrossed in a book. The title was discernible from where he stood - "Mastering Mental Resilience." Nathan exchanged a knowing smile with Miranda. They had distributed copies of the book during their event. It was a compilation of stories, experiences, and practical advice on mental wellness, created by individuals from their community center.

These two Miracles are inseparable. “All of us will,” Rerun says. He smiles. “All for one and one for all, and all that stuff.” If I do decide to go, Rerun might be the most useful Miracle of all to have along. If going through the portal turns out to be an immediate mistake, he might be able to use his Power and reverse time long enough for me to change my mind. It never hurts to have a do-over in your back pocket when your life is on the line.

I stuttered, my words forming a question at the end, unsure if I made the right guess. “Where are my manners? I should have introduced myself first, shouldn’t I? My name is Selene, and yes, I am the Moon Goddess, the creator of your kind.” She replied with the same gentle smile. “I am sorry, I didn’t know.” I replied, bowing my head respectfully. “I just never thought I would meet you like this,” I added. I was sure my face must have turned red from embarrassment by now. “You have nothing to apologize for, Miracle. But I think it is now time for you to return.” She said her words made me stop in my tracks. I don’t think I am ready to go back just yet.

And it doesn’t just require magic. It requires faith. That’s what terrifies me most. We have to have faith in ourselves. Faith in Akin. I close the book and tuck it into the satchel hanging at my side. The edges poke into my ribs, grounding me in the moment, reminding me that we don’t have time for precision. We don’t have time for second-guessing. I turn toward the door and make my way through the palace corridors, the weight of every footstep settling in my spine. The halls are quiet now, the people lulled into some strange sense of normalcy. I don’t look at them as I make my way toward the front door.

It felt like a miracle, despite the conflicting emotions swirling within me. Lost in my thoughts, I was interrupted as Charles reentered the office, holding out a document. "Boss, no need to retrieve another document. You tore the photocopy; this is the original," he informed me. Snapping out of my contemplation, I eagerly accepted the document, needing to confirm its authenticity for myself. As I examined it, relief hit me. "Thank goodness," I exclaimed aloud, a smile spreading across my face as I clutched the precious documents in my hand. This unexpected Miracle had presented me with an opportunity I couldn't afford to miss, and I was determined to make the most of it.

Neither me nor Miracle. “Time to go.” I reminded Miracle when her ears registered the familiar tone of my cellphone. She obliged. This was the worst day. I hoped it to be okay afterward. Author's Note:- Dear Readers, Please don't forget to review my book and vote for my work with Gemstones. Also, try my other book "Anything For You" on Goodnovel. It's a completed werewolf-mermaid romance, thriller novel. For more updates about my works, follow me on i*******m. Instragram handle:- pooja.bansal.92560

Without hesitation, Rama immediately chased after Ririn, "Beib, wait!" Zeva and her boyfriend could only shake their heads. "Why are you here? How did you get here?" Zeva asked, expressing her curiosity. "I have a Doraemon door that can go anywhere, Dear. And... do you know what? I've implanted a chip in your body, so I can track your whereabouts anytime, anywhere." "Zero, I'm not joking,” said Zeva seriously. Zero, who had been grinning, also turned serious and said, “This is what is called Zero Hour, Dear.”

Chapter Fifty-Nine: Wall Between Us Miracle's POV My eyes fluttered open and I moaned softly when I felt my head aching, like it was being cracked open. My mind was blank at first and everything came back to me. I blinked slowly and turned my head around, heart beating faster in panic when I realized I was in a hospital. My hands instantly flew to my stomach, tears gathering in my eyes. "Oh God, no." I whimpered, hugging my stomach protectively. "Please no."

Everyone in the room holds their breath as they wait to see what happens. A few seconds pass. Then a minute. The man doesn’t move. Beatrice turns to the auctioneer. “What’s happening? Is it supposed to work immediately?” The auctioneer only smiles. “According to the creator of the Miracle Drug, it takes at least five minutes for the drug to take effect. While we wait, how about administering the other drug as well?” The room’s attention shifts to me. I can feel the weight of a hundred stares, but I keep my focus on the woman in the booth.

The man thanked all of this offerings, put it in the storage space and continued walking as if he was only walking on a park. The man was enjoying a liesure walk when a book suddenly floated in front of him. It opened up on one of the blank pages and a word mysteriously popped up saying, "The Mistress is about to give birth, Milord. Please come home as soon as you can. "Then that page burned without burning the book or the pages next to it. The man waved his hand and a sword appeared in the mid air. With a will, it expanded enough for a single person to ride on. He hopped on it and vanished with a,