Sparrow Miraculous Novels & Stories

she chuckled. Rico walked away from her, his hands on his face. “What’s up?” She chuckled nervously, walking closer. “Uh, not much, just that you’ve made like my year, with this…” “Oh come on,” she blushed, “Now you sound just like Ryan. I just agreed to come work for you. What’s the big deal about that?” “You agreed to come work for me and that means we get to start working on what is definitely going to be the greatest tv show ever, The Spark,” he stated like it was a well-known fact.

“He fell from the nest. The song was all wrong. It was a hurting song. So I… I held him. And I sang to him. I sang the song my mom sings to me when I have a bad dream. And look!” As they watched, the sparrow, which had been lying still, gave a weak shudder. Then, it slowly, carefully, straightened its bent wing. It let out a small, questioning chirp, hopped once in Sera’s hand, and then fluttered unsteadily to a low-hanging branch of the Heartwood. It sat there for a moment, preening its feathers, before flying off into the twilight. Sera beamed, her face glowing with pride and wonder. “I fixed the song!”

Sparrow let out his eyes flickering with mischief. Day later...... It's been five days since Sparrow had gone back to Russia, he did call and even though I and Lisa his wife had never met each other we were growing a pretty great relationship as we spoke on the phone and did video calls. I also got to see Marie their daughter and she looked like both her parents, she had her mom's hair and eyes and the others were her dad's features, she was a really cute baby. A knock came on my door disrupting my thoughts.

I just don’t know why my parents forbid me from using it but it appears to me that it will just cause me danger so I have no reasons in using so. “Happy Birthday Crystal!” A familiar voice coming from behind me really surprised me. The voice came from Kirk Robinson, my friend at Pyronia Island where we once lived. “Thanks for coming! Who are you with? I thought you’ll not be able to come but you did! You really are amazing.” Kirk gave me a slight hug before handing me his present. He is a Spirit wizard that’s why he knows how to create potions, he can also heal wounds.

The easily six inch wide wreath of monkshood surrounding the bird is what has set my beast off. “Well?” she asks, her voice muffled by the pillow and her arm. “Right here…” I trace the sparrow, “is a sparrow.” “Like what you call me?” her delight is evident in her voice. “Yes baby. The greeks believed it to symbolise deep love and connection.” My finger drifts to the deadly wreath encircling the little sparrow.

I pulled him up and held him close. Fear was evident on Mrs Spears face. For a moment, the thunder and lightning stopped but the next second, screams filled the arena. It's high time I checked whatever is really going on. Whether or not my powers are intact, war has been declared. NB: this is by chance my first paranormal/supernatural based novel so please ignore any flops 🙏🙏. Thanks 😘

Cordelia added "exactly my thoughts, even if it's a kidnapping. Our captors won't just leave us like this to wander around and we haven't even seen any of them." Felix shrouded, he was basically like the invisible guy in class that did weird and awkward things and people hardly knew he existed back in high school. "Maybe it's an alien abduction, uuuuuuhhhhhhhh" Anita said with a snicker as she added effects to what she said to make it sound spooky "oh shush it, that's like impossible. " Cordelia said as she rolled her eyes comically. "then explain what's happening then? " Anita grinned

Instead, a strange hollowness occupied the space where emotion should have been. The door opened quietly as Sparrow entered with fresh tea. "Has Grandmother returned to Green Pine Sanctuary?" I asked without turning. Sparrow curtsied, setting the tray down carefully. "Yes, Miss Eliza, just now. I heard Young Master Morgan's life is saved, but his leg is lost." I set down my pen, watching the final drop of ink spread into a perfect circle on the ruined paper. "Even a goddess couldn't reattach that leg. 'Tis but a foolish dream."

It felt like a miracle, despite the conflicting emotions swirling within me. Lost in my thoughts, I was interrupted as Charles reentered the office, holding out a document. "Boss, no need to retrieve another document. You tore the photocopy; this is the original," he informed me. Snapping out of my contemplation, I eagerly accepted the document, needing to confirm its authenticity for myself. As I examined it, relief hit me. "Thank goodness," I exclaimed aloud, a smile spreading across my face as I clutched the precious documents in my hand. This unexpected Miracle had presented me with an opportunity I couldn't afford to miss, and I was determined to make the most of it.

When it comes all at once, I collapse with it. The sparrow chirps back, and I know that it's my mother calling to me from her new home, in her heaven up above. My mom is a sparrow, and she can finally fly free without a care in the world. She raised me well and asked for forgiveness in death. I only wish she were alive, so I could tell her I forgive her and am sorry.