Story Of A Miracle Novels & Stories

When I came back to my senses, Elijah’s expression had turned ugly. He glanced at Thea with disappointment before pulling out my blood donation report as proof. “Take a good look at who actually saved your life.” Thea’s body jolted the moment she saw the name ‘Sadie Stevens’ printed in bold on the report, and her fingers clenched so tightly that they turned pale. “How is this possible… It was Sadie… So that means I was deceived? I almost killed my own savior?”

"We actually freed a god." The doors burst open again, and more people flooded in—family members, drawn by frantic phone calls. Lyra watched as a man who'd been in a coma for twenty years was reunited with a daughter who'd grown up without him. She watched as an elderly woman held the hand of her husband, lost to her for a decade. She watched as three hundred twenty-two miracles unfolded around her. And somewhere, in the spaces between, a newly awakened consciousness watched too. And learned. And grew.

Sierra was so shocked that she wanted to curse the person who had dared to put Clara in that condition. Suddenly, the Doctor came out. "Mrs. Clara's family?" Alpha Daniel and Sierra approached immediately, eager to hear what the Doctor had to say about Clara's condition. "It is beyond our ability. God still loves and provides miracles for Mrs. Clara," the Doctor said as he sighed and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Alpha Daniel stared in surprise, "What do you mean?" "The fetus' heart was beating again and movement was detected. After we did another ultrasound, it turned out that the fetus was still alive and managed to fight back from its dying state. This is the rarest miracle we have e

A nurse was diligently attending to his injury. Alex maintained a stoic demeanor. His thick, dark eyebrows added to his commanding presence. The nurse was still an intern, and she found Alex's aura intimidating, which made her hands tremble. She jabbed the cotton swab into one of the cuts accidentally. A suppressed grunt escaped from Alex, breaking Candice's train of thought. She turned toward him. Despite her reluctance to recognize it, Alex had just saved her life. Deciding on her course of action, she approached him cautiously. "Burning Star Studio accepts full responsibility for this accident. We are ready to cover your medical costs."

He had barely turned 18, she was already an experienced warrior. The scent of his mate reaches his nostrils. He turned his head and there she was, in her uniform, leaning against a tree, thoughtful. He approaches her and she looks him in the eyes. Miracle may have only been 18 years old, but he was tall and strong, and drop dead gorgeous. - Hello – he says, smiling. - Hello, - she replies, smiling back. - can we talk? – Miracle asks. - I'm sorry I didn't come to you. I'm nervous and scared.

What the hell am I doing In a stranger's bed? I said silently to myself, I lift the duvet up again and NOPE! I wasn't dreaming, we were completely naked. This can't be good I have sex with a stranger, my sister is gonna kill me for not coming home. I can't seems to remember anything from lastnight. I slowly pulled his hands off me. I scooped up my clothes and rushed in the bathroom that was adjoining to the room. I freshen up myself and put on my clothes then walked back out seeing the stranger up and smirking at me. "You're up wild lady?" He said smirking

The pain was overwhelming, my blood was everywhere, and I was certain I was heading to hell. In the midst of my agony, I saw a man and a woman discussing something I couldn’t recall. The only thing that mattered was that I was somehow still alive—though not quite kicking. The doctors were astounded that I survived and that my recovery was progressing so rapidly. They described it as nothing short of a miracle. I initially feared I might never walk again, but miracles did happen. The doctors couldn’t believe how quickly I was healing. I had no close relatives, and I had no intention of sharing my fortune with anyone who thought I was as good as dead.

Our playful banter makes us smile. "Are you ready to dip?" Mercy has one eyebrow raised. "Always." He twirls me around and quickly dips my body. When he slowly lifts me back up, our faces are only an inch away. The air is thick with tension as our eyes close, and our lips almost meet when a loud growl fills the ballroom. Before I even open my eyes, Mercy is at least six feet away from me with his hands up in surrender. "It was an honor to meet you, Hazel Grace." His vibrant smile became sad. Everything happened so fast that I didn't process what was going on.

Waking up to a miracle was the last thing Amber and Miriam expected. Miriam had emptied the box of coins into a bag, planning to hide it away. But as soon as she placed the box back on the floor, something astonishing happened—the box refilled itself. The coins returned, stacked neatly in the exact same order and denominations as before. “Amber!” she called. Amber came rushing into the room, and together they stared at the replenished treasure in stunned silence. Miriam reached out again, emptied the box into the bag, and then placed it back on the floor.

Life was made of little miracles and surprises thrown in for good measure. Yes, this wasn’t much of a surprise. I mean, I’ve always known I would leave Jumoke’s house, but I could never had imagined that it would come so fast. It was so strange. I really never lasted for a long time in a place. Could it be that there was something wrong with me? A tear dropped from my eyes and I wiped it off hastily