Sentimonster Miraculous Novels & Stories

Hella said and Elder Calla looked at me to confirm it. “Then this would be very risky, you need to be very careful. This would be a miracle child if this survives. Her half soul is cursed to die and the other half soul should be strong enough to survive this.”

light felt less like a warning and more like a welcome. "Testing, one, two," I murmured into the microphone. My voice sounded normal. There was no golden vibration, no harmonic surge that could rewrite DNA. To the world, I was just Chiamaka Favour, the student who had survived a billionaire’s madness. But every time I touched the metal casing of the mic, I felt a faint, cold prickle—like the ghost of a frequency that refused to leave.

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It is cruel when nobody is there to help you. Emma was lucky to have me. I wasn’t. I had no one. No mother, no father, no friends, and absolutely no siblings. I was merely sixteen. It’s been almost three years. Miracle was a shy wolf. But now, she is such a dominating one. Maybe it’s her nature. She is a Sun-wolf. I am not certain of what it means. An old lady called Miracle ‘Sun-wolf'. Her eyes held anxiousness, worries, fear, and her expressions let me conclude that she had never something like Miracle.

She can't rely on anybody not even her asshole of a father. She hopes he rots in hell! She slowly opened the door to her mom's room after composing herself. She can't let her mother see her negative vibes on things,and especially that Laura's very sensitive feelings now might affect her cancer cells tissues. She was ready with her big smile for Laura but instead she stood there frozen on the spot. Her asshole of a father is sitting beside her mother's bed. Laura is still sleeping. Not that she have any idea if she woke up when her father showed up.

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

Yet, Simon couldn't help but feel that he had discovered something extraordinary in Mara, something that transcended their supernatural labels. Simon's strategy wasn't just about knowledge; it was also about patience and subtlety. He knew he couldn't force Mara to be with him. Instead, he decided to be a presence in her life, to be the friend she could trust. He often found reasons to visit the Silver Moon Pack, engaging in conversations, offering assistance, and lending a supportive ear. He was careful not to push too hard, allowing their connection to evolve naturally.

“Well damn, someone’s feeling generous.” Scarlet raised a brow. “You ordered this?” Mira laughed and waved her hand. “Hell yes." They brought it inside and opened it up. The scent of vanilla and cherries filled the air. Scarlet couldn’t help but smile faintly...it was a small, fleeting moment of normalcy in a world that never gave her peace. “Congratulations, Scar,” Mira said with a smirk, grabbing a fork. “You unlocked another power, healed a dying Alpha, and didn’t get murdered. That’s a fucking achievement.”

“Miracle is the name you were denied by people who made mistakes and others who never had good intentions. If you let your soul be consumed by hate, then you will stay right where you are, and nobody can do a thing about it.” Miracle looked back at my mom to shout, “That’s right, you were the reason my life was worth only being bullied! You weren’t a Luna you were a bully! And you showed Marcela the same ways that led to built in me the hate I’m now showing!” My mom looked at me, confused, which I clarified before Miracle's anger took over. “I chose Alpha Stan as my mate. And it wasn’t till we swapped souls with the moon goddess that we found out who was our fated mates. I said I was sorry.

"Are you okay, Miracle? Did something happen? You can always talk to me. We were once deskmates, after all." "Can you stop—" "Here, Rex, your juices." Jessamine came over, careful not to spill the juices along the way. "Oh, thank you so much, sweetheart." He took them with a grin, turning to Miracle. "Have one. Maybe it'll help you feel better." A tired sigh escaped her lips. 'He won't do anything ridiculous. Lyn said before that Mynheex aren't able to withstand the sudden surge of mortality breaths,' Miracle convinced herself, finally outstretching her hand half-heartedly after hesitating for some while.