The Miraculous Journey Novels & Stories

The creature too, jumped back in the water as if with the cue. Mia this time walked slowly, carefully examining every cloud she jumped on. After travelling almost across most of the clouds, she found herself facing a clearing. She stopped. There was something shinning from a far away spot in the clearing. She strained her eyes to take a good look. It looked as if it was a reflection from a huge mirror. She moved a bit closer. The distance between herself and the mirror like thing was quite great. It would be a sharp fall. She leaned as much as she could and finally saw it. There was a tree inside the mirror. It was perfectly reflecting its surroundings except the fact that there was a huge t

Wilbur had not thought too intensely, and thus they merely existed as silhouettes that would not cause any harm to Wilbur. Since everything could change according to his thoughts, what would happen if he willed Judith's grandmother to show up and tell him about the treasures in the mirage? Judith's grandmother knew that the mirage was a special dimension, so she must also know what treasure was hidden inside. Wilbur thought again, and Judith's grandmother appeared in front of him. He looked at her nervously, saying, "Grandma, there's something really important I need your help with. I hope you answer me."

nods his head happily Julian walks around the volcano then goes inside, he can see lava everywhere inside, if he missteps and fall down he will be roasted in the hot magma after spending almost two hours inside the volcano he couldn't find anything inside the volcano so he was about to leave when he suddenly misstepped on the edge and the edge cracked 'Shit' As Julian was falling down he quickly grabbed Chimchar and latched onto a ledge as he was hanging he saw a cave and got queries

, saying that he went away from the spot. “Hello, sir” a lady scientist welcomed the head scientist of the powerplant. “Hi, Sunney. How are you doing” asked the scientist while walking with towards the head chamber of the powerplant. “Doing good, thank you sir”, replied the lady scientist. “Dr. Jackson, hello my dear friend”, said Dr. Sheen in the head chamber. “Good to see you, friend. How are you?”, Dr. Jackson asked his friend. “I am fine. Let’s go”, saying that Dr. Sheen opened a secret door from the head chamber. Dr. Jackson, Dr. Sheen and the lady scientist Sunney walked through and were talking. They used a lift that to go two hundred foot down from the surface of the earth. They rea

The heartbeat was wrong. Too loud, too steady — a drumbeat meant for something larger than a man. Killian stepped back as the shadows in the breach warped, as if the stone itself wanted to recoil from what was coming. The first thing through was a hand. It was pale, almost translucent, but stretched too long, the fingers jointed in places they shouldn’t be. Veins glowed faint red beneath the skin, pulsing with every thud of that monstrous heart. Then it pulled the rest of itself into the light.

“It was my mom's, “ he said, handing me my travel documents and a ticket. “At 6am, your flight leaves Free city to Levino. Gerald won’t get access to Levino, his business rival and enemy stays in Levino, he will be shot at first sight the moment he gets there” he explained. “Mira, I want you to take care of yourself. Be happy” he said weakly. I had tears in my eyes as I hugged him and bid him farewell.

Entire groups moving toward the beams. Some carried weapons. Some carried supplies. Some looked terrified. Others looked hopeful. Then Adrian stopped one man passing by. A middle-aged traveler with a backpack and a flashlight. Then: "Where are you going?" The man looked surprised. Then: "To the miracle." Silence. Then Adrian frowned. Immediately. Then: "What miracle?" The man pointed toward the mountains. Toward the golden light. Then: "The heroes." A pause. Then: "They're saving the world." The answer stunned both of them.

I saw my mom stand by my side, and she spoke softly. “Miracle, it’s all alright now. I know how hard it feels to be with someone who wasn’t yours from the beginning. Your dad had been in bed with Miranda before he was with me. We had him in a sense, together, it’s wired, but it happened. In the end, he chose his fated mate, he chose me, and I still to this day that Miranda accepted the choice. Yes, there were bumps to get there, but we tried hard to work with each other. Only Milo still has a difficult time accepting the traders in his life. It’s not easy, but it’s worth it, my little Miracle.”

I looked at her—this seventeen-year-old girl with kind eyes and trembling hands, who had walked in here with water and walked out having handed me the first real hope I'd had in eleven days—and felt my heart break quietly in my chest. "Thank you," I said. The words felt completely inadequate. "Mira. Thank you." She smiled then, and it was brave and frightened and heartbreakingly young. "The tunnel entrance is behind the flour barrels in the main kitchen. Stone block with an iron ring on its face. It's heavy, but—" her eyes moved briefly to my hands, where faint gold sometimes flickered in the lines of my palms, "—I don't think that will be a problem for you."

My boyfriend proposed to me when we graduated from high school, but I made a deal with him instead of giving him an immediate answer. "We'll get married when we've collected 500 train tickets." In the first year, Marcus could hardly wait to come see me every day. Before long, our collection had grown to 280 tickets. He even laughed and said that he'd be able to take me home as his wife before graduation at the rate he was going. In the second year, we met each other halfway. Soon, the number of tickets climbed to 400. But in our third year, Marcus told me that his advisor had taken on a new project and that a junior who had just joined the research team needed him to show her the rope