Story Of A Miracle Novels & Stories

I didn't mind her presence at all though. "So, how did you survive?" I asked a little impatiently, maybe I was too eager to hear the whole story but who wouldn't want to know what miracle occurred in a seemingly hopeless situation. "God has his ways of doing things sweetie." I almost smiled at the endearment as I nodded in agreement. "Tammy saved me." He stated simply. I turned so quick, I almost had whiplash. "How?"

She nodded, and the relief on her face was obvious. I studied her for a moment. Money had never been a problem in my family, thanks to my grandmother’s business skills. I could only imagine what it felt like to have debt hanging over your head, affecting your quality of life, and then suddenly having it disappear. The relief and the small smile that appeared on her face made her even prettier. “Thank you, Mr. Torrens... I mean, Albert.” I smiled. “We’re quite a pair of lunatics, aren’t we?”

As real as it can be. I stare at Vera’s scans and run my fingers across them, wondering if this is what people call a miracle. Being someone who believes in science more than anything, is this the turning point in my life where I start believing that something else exists too? Something that’s all too powerful and capable of making such miracles happen? I vaguely remember the time when Mom and Dad took me to that temple—the one the Gordons usually went to pray for their ancestors—and told me how, thanks to the sacrifices made by our forefathers, the Gordons had been blessed with three miracles throughout their lives.

“The survivor — as you had called it — is a woman, sire. But she wasn’t spared by the attack at all. She died, but the essence of life returned back to her. She lives again.” “Damnation!” shouted the third High Priest. He was Joash, the strict priest of the four, who had a shorter gray beard. He stood up and glared at Mikha’el, unable to accept his claim. “We are not fools to believe your words messenger!” “You don’t need to believe, Your Excellency. You just have to see, ” was Mikha’el’s effortless barb. This made the lofty priest silent. “The woman is the one people call the miracle child once, ” he explained further.

“When did you find out that you can do this?” The princess hid her face in her knees as she shook, unsure how to answer her uncle. She decided to once again remain silent, briefly closing her eyes as she took a long breath. Elika had only just realised that she could regenerate, but she had known from the day after her birthday that she could heal; after accidently mending a small head wound. “Answer him!” Michael commanded, gripping her violently by the arm.

Dike requested that he be in the middle of the line so that those behind him can hold him from falling out of their given path. Emeka’s mouth can clearly show some whitish stuff that is stained from the milk he just took. The milk is said to nullify the effect of spells and poisons and it was administered to Emeka so that he could recover from the effect of his earlier encounter in the land of ‘Don’t look up’. The impact on his health was nothing compared to the fact that he just became the first person to see the un-seeable and lived. His achievement may lead to a chieftaincy title as the first to see the un-seeable. The use of mirrors was also established as a means of seeing these strange

He did it so that Jack would spare Eva but nothing happened as per his plan. The fact was when the child was born it really didn't cry and doctors thought it was dead. But when the child was brought near Eva a miracle happened. The baby suddenly started to cry and Eva who was in a coma for a long time finally opened her eyes. When she heard her baby cry she also cried and with so much affection she held her baby. Nurse rushed out with excitement and announced, "It's a boy...it's a boy and he is absolutely fine. The more surprising thing is, mother also have woke up from come. This baby is really a miracle."

I just want to go home. It's 10 PM. I'm still wearing the robe used in the mate ceremony, sitting outside the emergency room with a confused look on my face. At this moment, the door of the emergency room opens. The doctor takes off his mask and says, "Miracle, it's a miracle. The patient had no hope of survival, but unexpectedly woke up. I've never encountered a patient like this before. Rest assured, the patient has passed the most dangerous period and is no longer in danger." "That's great." Mrs. Rodriguez couldn't stop crying. "Lorena, thank you. You're my son's lifesaver." After saying that, she tightly holds my hand.

He was about to speak, but I cut him off before he can even open his mouth. “People! Are you really believing every word he says? Money can’t buy you a good spot in heaven! A good deed does! He’s clearly using your faith for his own wealth! God doesn’t want you to spend your money like that! If you really want a place in heaven, then spend it on something that will help you and your neighbor!” The preacher looked irritated and was glaring daggers at me. People around me started going after the preacher, then praising me. And they lived happily ever after.

A few gasps caught my attention. I looked down to find her parents crying with their hands on their heart, and Malia with her eyes wide open as she breathed air. Pack members soon surrounded us, everyone wanting to know what was happening. Miracle opened her eyes, confused, and a gasp left her lips when she saw Malia looking at her, with her eyes filled with tears. “Yo— You st— still saved me?” Malia stuttered. Her words shocked me, and I was confused. How could Miracle save her? She was right in front of our eyes, and she did nothing. Miracle looked at her sister, her eyes as wide as saucers.