Real Miraculous Box Novels & Stories

This white jade box also looked very extraordinary, carrying a refreshing hint of coolness. “This should be the secret treasure of the ancient sage. I didn’t expect it to be left in this space.” Samuel looked at the people below and the surroundings. He said, “This should be an alternate space created by the ancient sage with his understanding of the rules of space.” Philip ignored Samuel and kept looking at the white jade box on the altar. There seemed to be a strange lifeform inside the box like a small bug. The bursts of soft white light were emitted by the life form in the white jade box.

Gerald knitted his brows tightly together as he felt extremely curious. The wooden box did not look like an ordinary relic at first glance. No matter how he looked at it, it seemed to contain a trace of a holy spirit. Gerald’s brows were tightly knitted together as he watched intently. At this time, Tilar opened the wooden box. Immediately afterward, a hint of a very rich purple glow came out of the box, and the purple glow instantly enveloped itself around Tilar. It was a spiritual artifact that was accompanying the purple glow.

Trinity nods in agreement, transfixed as I look down at my hand. “Zap it?” I laugh lightly, wiggling my fingers. I feel the warmth of my powers tingle in my fingertips before I press my finger to the large padlock holding the box closed and let my powers flow into the metal. The entire box erupts in blue light that has the nurses and maids screeching in surprise, but then a few nervous laughs echo around the room as the light fades. The lock itself disintegrates into a charred pile of burnt metal on the dining room table. Hestia frowns at the mess, but her eyes are filled with wonder as I slowly open the box and peer inside. Several bundles wrapped in brown paper and tied in ribbons sit in t

she said, annoyed, wiggling in his arms. “Then?" he asked while panting, but he let go after one annoyed glare from her. “This is!" she pulled out a box covered with black velvet paper from behind. “What is it?" he huffed, clearly not expecting a box instead of a heated lovemaking session as a gift. “Open it," when Myra said, grinning widely, Abram couldn’t stop his smile. When Abram opened the lid, all four sides of the box fell, and at the center, there was another box, the two sides were covered with his pictures, and the other two were having a message.

Closing his eyes, Mircus took a deep breath. “I have no choice,” he said quietly. He murmured another spell. A small black box appeared in his palm, carved with strange symbols that pulsed faintly as if alive. He opened it slowly and placed the hair inside. When he shut the box, it locked itself with a soft click. Mircus stared at it for a moment longer. “I hope he dont find out…” he whispered, swallowing hard, “…he will never forgive me.” He handed the box to the bird.

I keep trying to open the box, but it doesn't bulge until I'm back in my bedroom, lying in bed and ready to sleep. I pick the box one last time and push the lid. It shifts, then stops; it shifts again, making mechanical sounds of gears hitting against each other, and the box opens. I turn the box upside down, pouring its contents on the floor: a dozen candles, white chalks, and a long dusty scroll that looks like it was written 10,000 years ago. I read through it, and the instructions are written in both English and a foreign language. I laugh, but because of how bored I am, I decide to cast the fake spell. I move to my window and unlock it. Water splashes in, soaking me. The rain hasn't coo

Somewhere between a laugh and a sob. "You can too," I said. "Get out. Find your own path. You don't have to be the golden daughter of a dying pack." Mira looked at me. Really looked. Something shifted behind her eyes, a door opening, or a chain breaking, or a seed catching light for the first time. "Here." She held out the box. "I found this in Father's study. After the assembly yesterday, I went looking. I thought you should have it." I took the box.

He stretched out a hand and commanded loudly, “Give it to me!” He had schemed for this VIREXIN for so long, waited far too long! Mireille smiled calmly, took a few steps forward, and handed the box to Lucas. Overjoyed, Lucas snatched it eagerly, quickly opened it, revealing a smooth, glossy pill quietly resting inside. Lucas picked up the pill greedily and asked, “This is the VIREXIN?” Mireille smiled elegantly, “Yes, this is the legendary VIREXIN that can bring the dead back to life, worth a fortune. Grandpa, if you don’t believe me, you can have it tested right now.”

She sobbed softly. “You don’t realize how much they mean to you till the day they leave you”. Mira’s word struck Harry to the bones. He looks at space and memories of Elizabeth filled his mind. “Mira, I need to go” he announced, running back to his car. Mira stood outside the prison’s facility till Craig showed up. “How is he?” She asked him curiously. “He is fine. He asked me to give you this”. Craig handed Gerald’s bracelet to her before walking to his car.

Clara could not remember the time when she said something like that but she gave no serious thought to it and then her eyes caught a purple box that was placed on top of a wooden stool. "It's yours, it came in for you yesterday". Raya informed Clara when she saw the girl looking at the box with knitted brows. Clara's frown deepened. She didn't know anyone who would send her gift here in mystic falls but still, she dragged her tired and sad body over there to take a look at the box. The box was eye-catching, covered in purple glitters and a ribbon tied around it. Clara first untied the ribbon and removed the cover then picked up the small note and read through it.