Troublemaker Miraculous Novels & Stories

Suddenly, Captain Marcus appeared in front of her, scaring the life out of her as he did so. “What… was that for?” she asked as she stomped her foot. “Just making sure that you’re ok. You are a strong one I can definitely say.” he smiled and ruffled her head. “I am just lucky. I may have skills here and there. But that first wave was about luck. No one knew when they were going to be shot nor could they avoid it.” “I know that. But you, as a person, have a strong will. And yeah it was lucky that we got out there alive, but maybe luck is a skill.”

I pleaded. “Why should I? you are a freak, you don’t belong here, you are an abomination” The crowd cheer, then a guy came forward. "Yeah bitch, you are a freak, you need to leave the pack, you are a curse” he spat at me. The crowd was cheering. More rude comments kept coming at me. All I could do was cry Marissa let go of my hair. I sat down on the ground, prop my knees up and cover my face. I feel hurt how people see me, that sometimes I ask the moon goddess why do I have to be cursed? That sometimes I wish I could just leave this world and be at peace. Then again, I think about my parents, what I would put them through if I were to leave this world? I remember my mother telling me how for

The last couple of days have been a whirlwind. An exciting new development in my curse-free state is that now makkares can heal me. Sebastian had a brainwave and decided it was worth a try asking a friendly makkari to heal me since I was technically no longer cursed, and it turns out he was correct. All the pain, aches, exhaustion, and those disgusting blisters, are now a thing of the past, which is a great relief to me as it now means I can enjoy all the blessings that surround me.

"You saved me." "And I’ll do it again." --- Deep in the old mines‚ Mirabel paced. The relic pulsed with a dark glow. "It’s almost ready‚" she whispered. Robert watched her with unease. "Are you sure this is wise?" "Do you doubt me‚ Robert?" she snapped. "No‚ but the relic... it’s unstable." Mirabel smirked. "Good. Chaos is power." The relic surged with energy‚ casting a ghostly light across the cavern. "Moontown Pack won’t know what hit them‚" she said‚ her voice dripping with malice.

CHAPTER FOURTY-NINE MIRA My heart pounding, tears of relief streamed down my face as I held my daughter tight. Her face was pale and weary, she seemed peaceful in her sleep. Her lashes ceasted delicate shadows on her cheeks. But I couldn't shake of what just happened. The trauma of earlier hours, when I found out she was unconscious, her body was so cold as if her life had momentarily slipped away. This wasn’t the first time this had happened. These strange spells had been coming on for weeks now, each one lasting a little longer than the last, and each one leaving me in despair. The healer’s magic, a gentle warmth i had once thought could mend any ailment, was beginning to fail. Each time m

" I expressed. "How is he still alive?" Killian asked with shock written all over his face. "Don't worry. I am dead, my soul is trapped." Lord Malakar revealed. "I have to admit you really surprised me and proved to me that I might have underrated your magical ability Aria." "How do we break the mirror?" I asked, ignoring his compliment. "The only reason I am going to give you this secret reciepe is because you have made Seraphina an ordinary being again. But remember, until Seraphina is dead, you cannot rest." He said.

Cali asked. “The Seekers,” Aurora said and cringed. “Tried to make me drunk on whatever the nonsense they put in my drink is, but Maverick ended up drinking it. I think it’s on purpose now. They would have been able to take me away if I was the one drunk since there would have been no one to stop the witches and their spells.” “How sweet,” Taylor gushed, staring at Maverick with what was supposed to be doe eyes. “That’s such a nice thing to do. He’s practically making himself vulnerable just to make sure you’re safe.”

" Troublemaker explained as he showed his notes to Galahad. Galahad sat down between M.Kean and Troublemaker, leaning over to Troublemaker to have a look at his notes. " And it's a good thing you didn't! Or a little girl would have lost her mother!" I pointed out, slightly frustrated at the fact that I had caught him trying to do so on numerous occasions and it was a good thing I did or there wouldn't have been anyone there to stop him. " Wait! Then how did you manage to cure them? Not even my holy powers could turn them back."

I looked in the direction he was looking to see the girl from yesterday. “Dear pack members, I am grateful to have all of you present here on such short notice.” He said. His loud voice echoed through the backyard. “This girl, Miracle, our Beta’s younger daughter, has committed a crime.” He looked at her as he said that, “She tried to play with the mate bond created by our Moon Goddess, and when she didn’t have it her way, she tried to kill my mate with the silver dagger here.” He accused, motioning for a warrior beside the girl who I now know was named Miracle, who showed him a dragger.

As such, it was a sight to behold. “Wow!” Margaret spat out a mouthful of blood. With a flip of her hand, she took out a weapon: it was a semi-circular weapon. “Alex Rockefeller, you’ve truly surprised me!” “If you hadn’t killed Maxwell Lawrence, I would’ve pulled you to our side! Sadly… I’ll have to use all of my strength now. This weapon is called the Sky Breaker, it’s my natal magical treasure and a half mystic tool. I’ve only used it twice from the moment I’ve acquired it. It’s a glory for you to be able to die under this Sky Breaker.”