Rose From Miraculous Novels & Stories

By dawn, the news of Rosa’s latest miracle swept across Country N like wildfire. The royal envoy’s daughter, once declared incurable, had woken, laughing softly with her nurse, her limbs no longer rigid, her breathing steady. But for Rosa, the moment was more than a professional victory. It marked the completion of her soul's first contract. The hundredth soul had been healed. Yet instead of celebration, Rosa felt a quiet shift, deep within her core. Something had been unlocked. Not magic. Not fantasy. Just a soul’s awakening.

“So the curse is… gardening through us now?” He frowned, tracing the glowing vein on the rose stem. “It’s responding to our bond. The magic isn’t static anymore — it’s alive.” > “Alive? As in cute metaphor alive, or horror-movie alive?” He didn’t answer. The wind picked up, and a dozen roses shivered at once, shedding glowing petals that floated into the air like tiny stars. Mira stared, breath catching. “Okay, I take it back. That’s beautiful.” Then one petal brushed her hand — and burned.

She wanted to destroy the curse, rip it to pieces, and teach them the lesson on who they should never ever touch. Raising from her seat, she surprised Mona who thought she would remain holding to Dominic’s hands. Even though she was in pain before, Mona noticed how Rose had stopped feeling her pain she experienced in exchange for her magical power. As though she had either ignored the ache or that the pain suddenly disappeared… “Leave him,” Rose’s first words came rigid as her jaw set in anger. She stared back at the Fallen who no one would ever want to meet eye by eye for the fear it would instead attract the curse.

He asked. She shook her head and grabbed my trousers in her fists. "Look at this," he said and then put his hands together. When he parted them, a yellow dim light came from there, and a rose flower appeared in mid-air, floating. I was amazed and astonished by his magic trick. "Feel free to pick the rose, little princess, because if you don't, it will disappear," he whispered. Micah hesitated but walked from behind me and approached the rose as it slowly came down to her height.

I paused and nudge my head to the left in a bewildered manner, and I bet, I saw her eyes flicker. "What's happening, Sir?” “It's about Rosa,” I started and she sighed an “oh”. Hmm. I shouldn't expect more from her. Nobody loves Rosa here so it's just normal to ignore her matters sometimes. I continued, “if you can remember what caused her ailment which is very unusual, according to what Mirabel told us,” and she nodded. “She said the cliff has some dark auras sucking on her powers.” “Yeah,” I sided with her, “and it was as a result of a strong spell cast around the area.”

, Roselet screamed her brother's name and opened her eyes, sweating very badly. "Miracle... Miracle.. Miracle.", The doctors informed each other and her family members, who surrounded Roselet and played the recording of Abeer and Roselet's conversation from her previous birthday on the projector. "Finally our plan worked and Rose regained her consciousness listening to her brother's voice. Seems like she loved her brother so much and that's the reason that she was so strongly bonded with him that mere his voice has the power and magic to get our Roselet back to normal.", Abeer's grandfather said, tears welling up in his eyes remembering his grandson, Abeer.

Her heart was a shattered mess, raw with the unbearable grief of Dominic’s betrayal, but as she looked down at her lap, her hands instinctively drifted to her flat stomach. I have to be strong, she thought, wiping a stray tear from her cheek. I am not just fighting for myself anymore. She glanced at the small wooden nightstand. Resting beside a pitcher of water was the glass vial containing Morana’s silver potion. Rosalie checked the position of the morning sun; it was time. Exactly twenty-four hours since her last dose. With trembling fingers, she uncorked the vial. The liquid swirled with that strange, icy magic, smelling sharply of crushed mint and iron. Rosalie brought the glass to her l

"I don't feel brave. I feel like I'm drowning." Rosa smiled — small and sad. "That's what bravery feels like sometimes. Doing the thing even when you're terrified." She pulled me into another hug, and for a moment, I let myself believe her. Let myself think that maybe, somehow, this would all work out. "We have to have faith," Rosa murmured against my hair. “A miracle can happen anytime.” I didn't know what she meant by that. I didn't have the energy to ask. “Miss Bella.” A voice called from outside.

CASSANDRA I stood there in shock for a moment, completely taken aback by Ronald’s sudden display of sorcery. The rose was incredibly beautiful and its petals were the most perfect shade of pink I’d ever seen, but I was so surprised by its sudden blooming that I didn’t know how to react. The crowd around us suddenly erupted into laughter and applause. Heat spread to my cheeks as I jumped, startled by the sudden raucous, and as I glanced around the banquet hall, I realized that every set of eyes was on me.

Tonight is not for me, but for her. I stepped out wearing nothing but the robe, not bothering to hide it anymore and Miracle gasped softly when she saw it. I witnessed how her eyes and breathing changed. It seems like I'm not the only one who hasn't gotten laid in a while. 'Mark, you motherfūcker, you are the most stupid man I have ever met, but thanks because I will be able to enjoy this feast.' I walked closer to Miracle who was standing in front of the bed, every step was predatory, urging her to run away. When I was close enough, I let my hand feel her shape, her face, neck, until it stopped at the offending tie hiding what's now mine.