The Miracle Book Novels & Stories

Smirking at him, Amara raised her hand in front of the congregation, "Minho has something to share." Minho gave her another dirty look, quick enough so only Amara would notice. But it was too late. The spotlight was on him now, so he squared his shoulders to address his brethren. "The Filipino Mirror is here," he announced somewhat reluctantly. As expected, gasps arose from the legions of angels behind him, and those on stage sat astounded in their seats. Even Michael, who usually didn't get fazed, was taken aback. "Minho found her by accident," Amara reported.

Ezra, caught in the swirl of emotions, nodded her head, reminiscent of a little child reuniting with her mother after a long school day. As her mother gently led her inside the familiar gates of Gray's Villa, Ezra's heart raced dangerously in her chest. The closer she got, the more pronounced the thudding became. In an attempt to steady herself, she took deep breaths, attempting to calm the whirlwind of emotions swirling within. Entering the villa, a flood of memories engulfed her. The echoes of her past reverberated through the hallways and rooms, each corner holding a fragment of a different time. Ezra, determined to set aside the emotional tide, focused on the one person who awaited her a

I asked her after she finished. “The book of shadows is a very powerful book. It is enchanted in itself and contains thousands of spells and information about magical objects that no one ever heard about. It is an ancient book, a treasure of knowledge and great asset to any witch" she replied with some hope in her eyes that got me hoping as well. I smiled at her and she smiled back. “Enough talking. Now let us start training before the boys come back for dinner and lover boy stares at you” I felt my cheeks heat up and she giggled loudly.

His words made her burn with guilt, knowing she was doing just that. Receiving no response from her, he picked up the book and checked the cover. “ Atonement child by Franchine Rivers. ” His tone is unfathomable. “ What is it about? ” He turned to her. Mira pursed her lips before replying. “ A righteous girl who got defiled by an unknown man, just months before her wedding. ” “ Oh… ” He dropped the book before cupping her face gently. “ Are you sure you want to read this? ” The care and tenderness in his eyes filled her heart with warmth.

- He collected the staff and the contract as instructed and left and once he exited through the mirror entrance - secret door - he saw the paper that he initially saw on the desk beside were the mirror is placed, on the floor. "Seems like there is something magnetizing me to see the content of the book!" With that thought flashing in, he bent down and picked it with his left hand. He was holding the staff and the contract with his right hand. The staff which is made of strictly koinonia and a stripe of silver and gold was just like the the size of the king or queen of England staff of office, the only distinction was that this one looked something like a winged spiral. It was until Mark tilt

He was their last hope, and now, he was gone. Beside him, a striking woman in a black jumpsuit gritted her teeth and pulled out a black-and-white card, throwing it to the ground in frustration. "Dad! I told you the Miracle Card is a scam, but you wouldn't listen!" Miracle Card? Felix crouched down and picked up the card without minding the dirt on it. After examining it, he said, "This is indeed a Miracle Card. Who's sick?" The so-called Miracle Card was issued by Gerald. There were only nine in existence, and whoever possessed one could request the miracle doctor's services.

Eleanor’s POV My heart skipped a beat as I spotted a book bound in black leather. Gold letters on the cover proudly declared its title: "Mastery of Magic." A shiver ran down my spine as I opened it, scanning its pages for any guidance on the powers that had both blessed and troubled me. There, written in simple and clear words, was a guide on how to control the very magic that now felt like a wild force within me. A surge of hope filled my heart. This book might be the key to mastering my gifts, to unlocking the secrets of my magic and understanding my past.

I broke the second padlock and to my utmost surprise, three books were wrapped separately in plastic. The first book I took from the box was captioned “the secret codes for miracle activation by chanters and conjurers”. I didn’t waste much time on it. I put it down and took the second book and it was captioned “the secret sacred facts about Elixir” just as I took that book I felt the vibration of my astral mirror. I was shocked because it has been silent for the past two weeks. I checked and the words on it were” thank your old friend you used to play with 7 years ago, you named it Wonder”

You must fix what you ruined…This makes sense too. You really can’t remember anything? Miranda asked. No, I don’t remember anything. I am really a cursed girl. But did I really deserve it? If what is written in this book is true, Orelia deserved all of this, but I am Miracle. Am I really Orelia’s reincarnation? I swallow my saliva, a bitter taste invading my mouth which I recognize as my own blood. I drop the pages on the bed and stare at the wall in complete silence.

She told herself. Not only would she get the magical book but the powers of all the mystical creatures living there as well. As she stood, her powers summoned one of the guards who kept watch outside into the room. “Yes, my Luna.” He saluted, bowing on one knee. “Find me that village Mirabelle fled to.” She instructed. “I would like to pay her a surprise visit.” She sneered, something sinister cooking at the corner of her head. * MIRA'S POV A woman stood at the edge of a darkened clearing, her silhouette backlit by a dying fire. Her hands clutched a leather-bound book—the same book I had stolen. Her fingers trembled, not with fear, but with urgency.