Panda Miraculous Novels & Stories

Kyra- “That is the thing. I don’t know.” Mel said, her brows furrowed together. “What do you mean you don’t know?” I asked, moving my legs to dangle off the bed when I sit up. “When I tried to see if I could see anything, my monitor started acting weird. Once I moved the wand away from where the baby is, it would return to normal. I couldn’t get the needle to pierce your skin even. If I had to guess I would suspect the baby is putting a shield around you. Which would make sense, considering that is an ability you have sort of.” Mel said, moving the monitor back to where she got it from.

—Ricardo was startled by his father's statement and must have understood that I had premeditated that night. ― I had said that I regretted dying without having the joy of seeing a grandchild born and Manuela revealed that she dreamed of having a child with Ricardo. That's why we made our requests to the Universe and it sent us more than two miracles, but three. My health and my two grandchildren. And now I want to make a toast to my Christmas miracles. Everyone raised their glasses. Alice and I had the fruit juice, but it had the same meaning as the champagne they all drank. Later, after the distribution of gifts, I asked Ric if he was disappointed in me and he replied:

The next moment, there was a loud bang on the roof. “Hey, Uncle Pedro is here, I want to go flying!” Isabella ran out the back door. You see, after my rescue, Rebecca and Pedro found out that Pedro’s granddad was a Phoenix, there for he inherited the gene. It skipped his parents and, as Phoenix is immortal, they are looking for him, but till this day, they could not locate him. So, Rebecca helped Pedro with her magic to learn how to use his powers and how to fly. Jumping off roofs and trying everything, but that is another story.

Thunder rumbled in the distance, but all the electricity I felt was between our bodies as he pumped inside me, over and over, pushing me higher until I sat on the edge of the sweetest oblivion. He thrust deep, and I gasped as the spasm took over. My core quivered. My blood rushed like a hot stream of molten lava. I gasped and bolted upright. I wasn't in a field in Italy. I was in my bed. In San Diego. I had just had an erotic dream about my boss.