Story Miracle Novels & Stories

But the biggest change came when Silas handed me a small plastic case. "Colored contacts," Silas explained. "Grey-blue. Your natural brown eyes are too well-known from the news broadcasts during the cartel trial. Change them." I popped the lenses in. When I blinked against the initial sting and looked into the mirror, I gasped. The warmth was entirely gone. A stranger stared back at me. With the platinum hair, the sharp makeup, and the icy grey-blue eyes, I looked detached from reality. I looked like an eccentric, ultra-wealthy European aristocrat who had never known a day of labor in her life.

It could be some trick. “Don’t be a coward.” He hurried me. I glared at him but did as told. Damon took it and made a large cut on my palm. It hurt but I won’t give him the satisfaction to see the pain on my face. His was void of emotions. He cut his hand as well and pressed to mine. I tried to take mine away as rituals involving blood were dangerous, but his hold was strong. I wanted to hit him with my leg, but my body was immobilized by his magic.

The loss of her parents had shattered her faith long ago. “Then maybe you should, because a miracle just happened,” the doctor’s grin widened. “What do you mean?” Elena’s confusion mingled with the lump forming in her throat, tears pooling in her eyes. Her chest felt both relieved and heavy with emotion and the bright and shallow ambiance of the lights added to her tension. “You’re not dying anymore,” the doctor announced, his excitement changing the aura in the room. Their bond had transcended the typical doctor-patient relationship. He admired Elena’s audacity, her willingness to donate organs at such a young age.

he says with a weak smile. Rowan snorts from behind the tree. “You think I wouldn’t?” Their voices sound normal for a heartbeat — laughter brittle but real. I take a piece of bread and force myself to chew. It tastes like ash and grief, but at least it’s something alive. Kevin lowers himself beside me, his legs stiff, his map forgotten. “You know,” he says softly, “in every story I studied, miracles were brief. The Goddess never meant them to last forever.” I meet his eyes. “Then why give them at all?”

She said, turning to look at Maya. “Everyone here has magic, really magic and I only believe in science. I believe in something that I can prove. And suddenly out of nowhere here comes magic, something I can't explain. And I have seen it with my own eyes. I was not dreaming, I saw witch give you something to drink, curing you. And as much as I know, without surgery, your injuries couldn't heal, especially your spine, which I thought was damaged. But you are running and walking and speaking and awake………………” Mira lets out all of her frustration, finally. Maya only stood there, listening to her for once.

So many people wish for miracles to happen in their lives. Question is, are these miracles the kind that makes you thank God... Or ask for His assistance? +++++++++ Miracle No.1: Bloody Recovery Let me share my sister’s creepy experience when she had brain surgery due to a tumor back in 1997. After the surgery, she was taken to the ICU. Then they found that she didn’t have any pulse, and the doctors tried to revive her. When she was revived and she had recovered, she told us that she saw all of our deceased relatives standing on one side of the bed, smiling at her and waiting for her. All except for this one cousin of ours who embraced her...

That very day we ordered our second Christmas miracle. END

Mira opened her eyes slowly, the first thing that came to her mind was if the dream was finally over, and she is back at her bed in her mum's house, but when her eyes was finally opened she realized that non of it was a dream, she had even forgotten the actual dream she had in her coma, she sat up slowly and noticed that she felt no pain of sure, like nothing actually happened to her, she smiled at the feeling, she felt healthy and strong, "this people have a special treating aid here, they should share it with humans" she thought as she completely sat upright and laid her back on the pillow.

Gave me space. When my cries finally softened into sniffles, she spoke. “Anytime you’re ready, we can continue.” I lifted my head, my voice trembling. “But… how?” She smiled. “Just like I told you before. Sometimes these things happen. Not even science can explain it.” I wiped at my face, still trying to process. “But… I was told I couldn’t…” She nodded gently. “It’s a miracle, Mina. Miracles happen. And you… you’re actually pregnant.”

I stood there with her, holding onto her, praying for strength, for my brother, for her. Then, something miraculous occurred. Before my very eyes, the wounds on Sebastian’s body began to diminish, disappearing as though they had never been there. I could hardly bear to look away, astonished by the sight of it—an actual miracle unfolding. Eleanor’s power was real. She was healing him. But then, my heart sank as I noticed Eleanor stumbling, her hand weakly dropping to the ground. I rushed to her side immediately, panicking.