Troublemaker Miraculous Novels & Stories

he adds and I look away. “Here” Cillian shoves a bottle to me and I stared at it confused. It was the same one Maxwell was holding. “What's that?” I was confused. “It's a blood mix, you'll need it to grow” Cillian said like it's the most obvious thing to say. I swallow hard and peer up at him. “Sweet apple, do you wish to have your human side more dominant?” he clicked his tongue in disapproval. I grab the bottle with shaky hands, I can smell the metallic taste of blood, it's cold and doesn't seem fresh. I stop myself from retching.

"Thankfully, your jealousy has led me to this chance to meet the Miracle Doctor." Rory was so infuriated he could hardly speak, his pride thoroughly shattered, especially in front of Shuri. Then, with a gaze full of longing and desperation, Brandt once again knelt before Kiran, pleading, "Miracle Doctor, please do not hesitate to save my life. I am willing to agree to any terms you set." "Brandt, don't be deceived by him. He's not a miracle doctor but a scammer," Rory shouted, still agitated.

Miracle's worried gaze paused, her heart sinking when she saw the three friends who stopped by their house yesterday. 'Jordan? Didn't we tell you not to come?' she muttered inwardly as if he could hear her voice. Just when she was about to leap over to the blue ring, Arlyaen caught her foot and hurled her back to the ground in a single try. "Give me your pearl!" He scowled, his eyes hungry with greed. Miracle coughed up blood, the metallic tang lingering in her mouth as she wiped the crimson streak from her lips. A low growl rumbled in her throat, fury burning through her veins. She knew it was time to let the beast out despite being in the presence of mortals.

the witch read to herself. "Really not," Melissa confirmed. Is it possible to love your enemy? — Pascal! Mila screamed. A new thought dawned on her. Perhaps her magic has gone awry, out of order, broken and does not want to harm living beings. It had happened before, not with Melissa, of course, but anything could have happened. - Get up here. The familiar obediently took the indicated place and waited. An electrical discharge escaped from Mila's fingers, formed into a small ball, resembling a crackling snowball, and headed straight for the assistant's chest.

And that single moment told me everything I needed to know. This wasn’t something simple. This wasn’t something safe. But I still wanted to know. I still wanted to try anything and everything to save him. “There is a ritual,” she finally said. “A forbidden one.” The air shifted. A silence so thick it nearly suffocated me settled between us. “A ritual?” I echoed, my voice barely more than a whisper. Mirabel nodded, her gaze locking onto mine. “It can heal him,” she said. “Completely. It will pull him back from the brink. Restore what was lost.”

He asked, widening his eyes in shock. I nodded. “Yes,” “Fuck, am I really in the presence of the miraculous healer!? Ohmygoddess,” he exclaimed over and over again. I shrugged, I was already used to people acting like that when they found out that I'm the miraculous healer. “What did he mean by miraculous healer? What miraculous healer?” Someone in the crowd asked and his companion almost slapped him. “You don't know the miraculous healer? What planet are you from?” He snapped and the other man looked at him in shock.

Tara, Dennis, and Brandon stood in a room so quiet a pin dropping could be easily heard. “What just happened?” Dennis broke the silence as he stood in disbelief looking at his bloodless bandages. “My wounds are healed. How could that be?” “A miracle,” Tara said with relief. She rushed over to Sugar and hugged her tightly. “Thank you. Thank you for reminding me. Thank you.” “Let’s get out of here,” Brandon said softly. Dennis walked over to Tara and pulled her close, “Let’s go home.” ****

He forcefully held up his hand as if to indicate everyone should stop, everything should stop. “Miranda, the world is a very fucked up place. Yes I’m a part of that, I’ve contributed to that, but never with you. I’ve gone above and beyond to shield you from it but I can’t anymore. Hell you hang out with a damn warlock, yet you’re shocked they do evil things? I’m sure your little friend has a past and a not so pleasant future. They all do. Stay the hell away from that boy if you know what’s good for you.

Mark tried to touch me and I pushed Norman away, punching the bastard in his stomach and he doubled over. "Did Miracle agree to it? You better tell me everything or I will fūcking ruin your lives!" Mark smirked at me. "She agreed, Hawk. Didn't I tell you? Miracle is like that. She's a slut." My nose flared and I punched his face. "You motherfūcker!" I repeatedly punched him and I was stopped by Norman. I breathed heavily and glared at him, challenging him with my eyes. "O-Okay! I'll tell you the truth! Miracle wanted out, okay?! She wanted to stop it at some point but I used her mother to threaten her!"

Just being related to the family is enough to get anyone out of trouble with the law. "Alex Myst, for short." They sat back down and pulled out a bottle of coke. According to the rules, eating and drinking anything that's not water is prohibited in class. But, what can their homeroom teacher do in the face of a Mystikov? Like any other teacher who taught any Mystikovs that came before her, the teachers could do nothing. Getting said misbehaving Mystikov to the principal would only get the teacher in trouble, and not the students themselves.