Sparrow Miraculous Novels & Stories

I still wonder where I went wrong. There is a miracle that keeps me on my toes. The miracle comes in form of Success, my little bundle of joy. She makes it all easy, and I crave to bring her into her own, where she will have peace, love and tranquillity. And, no matter what life brings her way, may she know the true north! I shall always be there for her at every step of the way.

In the distance, the sparrows continued to dip and dance in the air, raining shit down upon the human campsite. “I imagine that there are some very unhappy priests right now,” Sigrid joined him, following his eyes to the dark cloud of birds. “They are fascinating to watch, are they not? Something in how they all move together is truly eery. What do you think goes through their little sparrow minds when Meguitte commands them? Do they think that she is their goddess, commanding their little sparrow lives? Or did they choose her, for some mysterious reason known only to sparrows, and they volunteer to do as she commands? Do they feel loyalty? Do they believe that they are fighting for the bett

“We’ll enjoy seeing how a fish fucks.” Dove’s cheeks pinked and she avoided looking at Lyric. “You’re kidding,” Lyric was nauseated. “They need to verify that you’re both fulfilling your purpose,” Dove replied. “The guards perform that service.” “Free pornography,” one of them commented, and all laughed. “Bonus privileges for those who give us a good show.” “Great,” Lyric said through her teeth. “Do they watch Sparrow fuck too?” “No,” Dove shook her head. “Sparrow is different. He is a victim of monsters and has been loyal to the Order since he was a teenager. He seeks a cure for his lycanism.”

I seemed to have understood this situation. Demon sparrows are known to have a powerful core that can make a human immortal. Although the hunt for their race significantly decreased ever since the devils took abode in the Mortal Realm, that doesn’t mean that it has completely disappeared. I tried to sound as soft as possible, “Don’t be afraid. We are not here to hurt you nor your baby. Alright?” “Will it work?” Jethro asked me, but I ignored him. I looked at the sparrow mom, “I guess.”

Taking them all off-guard, the paper sparrow started talking, “I, EVANORA YOUNGBLOOD, welcome you all in our Holy village SARAINE. I was supposed to meet you, but something came up in the last moment. So, I hereby am sending this little one to guide you all in the visitor area of our village, where you could stay and rest for the time being. I will shortly send someone to fetch you for our meeting.” Conveying this message, the little paper sparrow started flapping it’s tiny paper wings, gesturing all of them to follow it. “Oh Lord! Am I really watching a piece of paper talking?” Valor whispered in Estella’s ears, who giggled sheepishly. She was overjoyed and excited to see all these magical

Celine sat back down to enjoy how the Yazeran sky was this afternoon. the sun that began to sink on the horizon, looked so beautiful together with the expanse of the desert. As far as she could see from above, Yazeran was indeed filled with sandy plains. But really, the exotic value of this place deserves a thumbs up. It's true what Ruby said, there is a sense of wanting to return to this barren land even if you have to struggle with grains of dust.

“I love you, thank you for always being here for me.” “That’s why I’m best friend of the year, every year!” he answered, boasting. ~***~ The mountains were no longer snowcapped, the birds were now in flight and the sun shined, dazzling and wasn't traitorous. It made the place feel warm and at ease from the previous stone-cold weather. The birds were chirping away, happy for the change in weather. Reign hugged herself. A little snow was still falling but in no time it will all disappear.

Her two buttons were already on. "What will happen to me after we get married? Should I wear thick powder? Summer must be surprised if my face is always red." In her bedroom, Summer was lying on her stomach. She looked adorable with one hand supporting her chin and her legs constantly moving like a swimmer. "Toby, listen carefully. Sparrows are small birds about the size of a tennis ball. They are brown with a few black and gray markings in some parts," Summer read an article she found for her plushie.

Red flooded his irises. A few people gasped. I felt my wolf rise inside me. But I did not step back. Deucalion took one slow step toward me. “Malia,” he warned. I lifted my chin. “If you can show your wolf in front of everyone, so can I.” His eyes burned brighter. My heartbeat thundered. Something hot moved through my veins. Then my own eyes changed. The world seemed to freeze. My vision sharpened. My wolf surged forward. Across the hall, someone whispered, “Her eyes…” I stared directly at Deucalion. My eyes had turned golden. And I did not look away.

“Yes, she is a wounded little thing, isn’t she? But in the right hands... she can learn to fly again.” With closed eyes, Marienne took several deep breaths, summoning her inner calm. Slowly, she opened her hands, and to Visenya's astonishment, the hummingbird gracefully took flight, its wings fluttering with newfound strength. Visenya stood there, her jaw nearly hitting the floor as she watched the miraculous scene unfold before her eyes. “How did you...” The words caught in Visenya’s throat, her disbelief evident in her voice as she struggled to comprehend what her eyes had just witnessed.