Sentimonster Miraculous Novels & Stories

We bought laugh at the allusion. "Thank you so so much for this." She laughs, loud, long, hard. "I'm not doing this for just you. It's for me too, since I'm taking my ten percent. Commission must enter na." I sigh. "True." When I end the call. I whirl my chair around and jump into my bed in excitement. Oh my Allah, that is a huge miracle. From little endorsements to million naira endorsements? It still feels like a dream. Song for the chapter; Megan Thee Stallion ft Beyonce 'Savage'

“You’re everything.” Smiling at his sweet words, I lay my head back on the pillow and whisper. “That was amazing.” He slides beside me, rests his head next to mine and takes my hand. “It was beyond amazing because of you.” I look at our hands and slide my fingers through his. It’s strange because I don’t see one of the world’s most powerful beings when I look at him. What I see is a man who can make my body sing. I blink my eyes several times when they begin to get heavy.“Lana,” Lucifer mutters. I lift my heavy eyelids and hum, “Yeah?”

I was certain that I was only hallucinating due to my hangover and because I was really tired. The dude can't be real. I closed my eyes, opened them, and rubbed them with my hands but he was still there with an annoying smirk on his face like he was laughing at an inside joke. I decided to speak up, "Err, hi?" "You done eye-fucking me?" He smirked. "I wasn't eye-fucking you. Just felt you looked familiar." "Oh yeah?" He arched a brow, a smirk tugging at his lips. "Mhm, my angel?" I grinned feeling dizzy because this couldn't be real so I played along.

These eyes send a chill down my spine: violet, razor-sharp, peeling away my defenses to reveal every weakness beneath. “Glad you could join us, Aiden,” Mirasol purrs, beaming in all her allure before the members of the A.S.S. It’s a large meeting room, since the building is so large, but she commands the entire room with effortless grace. “Since you’re already up here front and center, I can tell you would like to help us with a very important demonstration.” “What kind of demonstration?” My brain is groggy and I'm struggling to catch up. My voice is rough, and my instincts are already whispering that I’m in for some kind of well-planned trouble.

" Every tactical officer turned to look at Summer, whose face was white as paper. Her lips trembled violently, and she scrambled backward on the ground. "That's a lie… You're making it up! "I don't even know your mother! It was an accident! It was an accident!" "Of course you don't know her." Stella spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, her face full of contempt. "A piece of trash like you only remembers the money. When you're taking bribes, why would you remember the names of the ants you crush?" I looked down at Stella, and all I felt was pity.

The spot on my hip is where I felt the pinch from Lana that day. After Miranda went over my body a couple times, she slumps in her chair. A cup of tea manifests itself in front of her and she takes a sip. I do not think I will ever get used to things manifesting in thin air. “Sam, I do not know what to say. You definitely have been infected,” Miranda says. “Infected?” I ask. “That is what we call a spell that has been forced on someone,” she replies as she takes another sip of her tea. You can see her strength coming back to her as she sips away. It likely helps that she is now in her mate’s lap.

What on earth had been in that vile? "Eager! I like it!" he said with a smirk, mirth dancing in his eyes. “Relax, all good things come to those who wait.” Amused he lowered my hand and brought the vile to my lips. Tilting it so the blood entered my mouth and ran down my throat. In seconds I felt stronger and the pain in my body vanished, I suddenly felt stronger, faster. Alive and amazing. Powerful! I felt powerful.

“I didn’t get the chance to thank you.” Her breath shook. “Thank me? You kissed me without my permission,” she whispered. “You scared me. And now—now you’re here? Why? What do you want from me?” The corner of his mouth tilted, almost amused. “So you know who I am.” “You’re Adriano Greco,” she said, her voice trembling. “The monster people talk about.” He took another step closer. “Monster?” he repeated softly. “That’s what they call me?”

Preparing herself for the worst news. She heaved a sigh and bit her lips before she released them to ask the soldier. "What is the news from the borders?" Morrigan's voice was shaken but she tried her best to keep her composure intact in front of the soldier in front of her. Even with her heart pounding loudly. She waits, an agonizing wait. He clicks his fingers and two other messengers went into the room, with a golden cage, inside it is a blue parakeet. Morrigan looked at the bird with curious eyes. One of the messengers stepped closer to her and handed her the parakeet. It flaps its ears inside the cage, looking at her as it tilts its head and gazes at her. "Master Colfre wanted you to ha

Lucien’s voice broke through the static—“Selena, if you speak that name, you might not come back.” Her hand lifted on its own, reaching toward the reflection that waited with an open palm. Maera screamed something—maybe a spell, maybe a prayer—but the wind swallowed it. The girl in the mirror leaned forward, her eyes turning red with hunger. “Say it,” she whispered. “Bring me back. Bring yourself back.” Selena’s lips parted, trembling as if caught between two worlds. The ground beneath the First Temple cracked open, glowing with symbols that hadn’t burned since the first gate was locked.