Romans & histoires Troublemaker Miraculous

"Make her sign that paper!" They forced my finger onto the agreement. "I won't do it!" Summoning some unknown strength, I tore the signature section off and stuffed it into my mouth. No one could take what was mine! The paper was bitter, and my face was drenched with tears. Someone, please help me… With a hoarse voice, I cried out, "Nicholas Hawk, you're a murderer! You're the executioner! You've killed the Ariana Jones who loved you for 20 years!"

She let go of his hand and just stood there staring at the stranger in front of her. "I've spent many years driving that old rig up and down these roads. I worked long hours trying to provide for my family. Trying to give them a better life. I've lived a good life. I tried to be a good man. I never intentionally caused harm to others. In all my years driving that old truck I never once had an accident. Never once failed to meet a deadline. Never once did I fail to deliver a load. Never failed to make it home to my loved ones. I raised three intelligent and kind children. I married the love of my life, my best friend in the whole world... I needed to tell you these things. I needed you to kno

But it's not the same, it has my debts written over it neatly summarized like my failure fits into columns. He knows me. Him coming here was deliberate and planned. Because there is no way any random person would know about my debts. My throat ached, tears stung my eyes but I didn't allow myself to cry. I laugh softly, trying to ease myself into this situation. “Unless you’re here to donate a miracle, you’re wasting your time.” A small smirk tugged on his lips. "I don't believe in miracles Miss Moore, I believe in hard work. Which is why I am here." he spoke, like a final quote of some great man.

Miracle entertained them for a while and after giving them some cakes and drinks, they bid their goodbye and left. I immediately went to Miracle and pulled her to my table. “Hey!” she snarled. “What is your problem?” “Why are those two together?” I asked. “And how do they meet each other?” “Asper and Jyn?” she said and I nodded. “They were neighbors and became friends.” “If Boss Jyn is here, then…” I stared at her and narrowed my eyes. “He is also here, right?” She faltered and averted her eyes away from me. “W-who?”

The only thing on Summers Hartley’s mind was revenge. Being a half-breed, she was born extremely weak and completely incapable of protecting herself or anyone, and that cost her. Her family was slaughtered, and her pack was reduced to ashes. As the Alpha heir to Silverguard pack, she swore to destroy the monsters responsible: the Bloodmoon pack. When the perfect chance for revenge arrives, she hides behind a new identity as the dying Alpha’s personal healer and enters the Bloodmoon pack. Every day she heals the pack, she has promised to destroy. Sworn to pay back the same hand, her mission is simple: poison the Alpha who murdered her people and, together with her uncle, destroy eve

You feel drawn to this light without the light even trying but you can't touch the light because you're scared that you'd switch it off once you get close to it. So you do the only thing you think is good for the both of you, you hurt the light. You start hating it because no matter how many times you try to chase it away you're drawn to it. I felt something jab at my side harshly. I turned my glare from her to Severn the culprit. He smirked at me and shook his head. "What?" I asked him rudely, his smirk grew into an amused grin and he lifted his arms in surrender, " Sorry for bringing you back to Earth" he said I rolled my eyes at him and turned back to the board even though I wasn't listen

The open wound from Seolurrie's stomach have stopped bleeding and started healing faster than any healer could heal. Just as the despair from their hearts were slowly getting lifted the thick dark magic that made it hard to breath vanished leaving not a single drop of it and made the hunters gasped for air, but the bright blue light lifting Seolurrie's body also vanished and Seolurrie almost fell to the ground if the man who held the big crystal earlier didn't caught her.

I cried out. “Victoria, my beautiful pup! I am so glad to see you. I am so sorry, but there is nothing I can do to help Merrick. There was too much silver and wolfsbane. Until it is removed, I cannot heal him. I cannot even speak with him.” Mystic rubbed her nose against her father-spirit as she let out soft whines. I noticed Mystic was circling Apache and slowly the dark clouds appeared behind her. She inspected each cloud carefully before choosing one on the end. It was rather large and almost completely black. I saw the tether glow and that was my cue. I focused my healing energy on that tether connected to Apache and to Rick. There was shock, pain and intense pressure that fought against

That very day we ordered our second Christmas miracle. END