Novels by Miracle MJ

What had he seen?Just what?The question kept running through her mind nonstop all through the class.Finally, the class ended and she hurried out immediately, hoping somebody won't follow her but, when has hope ever been on her side? Oh wait... NEVER!"Hey," He held one of her arm, stopping her and turning her towards him, "Do you have a minute? Wanna talk to you." His face was serious and all and questions were swimming in his eyes as he looked down at her annnd... no, she was not ready to answer anything. Not like she had any answers to give him though."No, I'm sorry. I don't even have a secon-"She barely finished her sentence before he held her wrist and dragged her to the school's garden. All the way there, she was trying her very possible best to get his hand off her. "Can you like, let go of me?" He finally stopped and turned, then looked at his hand wrapped around her wrist and then back at her face. He stared at her. More like her eyes. His eyes moved, staring at each ey

Isa blinked. Once. Twice. Then her eyes twitched."What?!"Wait. Something's wrong somewhere. He must be mentally insane."Are you... insane?""No?" He chuckled out."That's what an insane person would person say."He chuckled even more then stopped when he saw that she still had a serious face on. Okay..."I'm sane, okay. No offense, but I should be asking YOU that question.""Why would you think I'm insane?""For starters, you're a loner. I mean not even a single friend? No, not even a friend. Someone who at least says hi. And then you're always acting weird. Peop-""Ehh, that's enough." She cut him off, "If you know all that, then why do you always try to talk to me?""Cos I wanna be your friend? Or someone that at least says hi?"Her straight face fell immediately, "You feel bad for me. You pity me." He straightened up, "No, no. That's not it.""Yeah, sure." She looked down at her food with the same pity in her eyes, picked up the tray and stood to leave."Yo, wait. That's not wh

Stop getting distracted Isa!!"When Mr. Mark called you by your full name on the day we met?" He tilted his head as he looked at her with an amused grin.Eyes were watching them. Some glanced. Some stared. Some glared. While some stared with so much love in their eyes.Ofcourse, the glares were directed at her and the love at him. She could feel the holes it created on her face and body. Especially her face."And... And you remembered? After hearing it once?" If she was any other girl than herself, she'd be screaming both internally and externally. But she was Isabella Davies. The school's dork."I think it was twice?" His head was still slightly tilted sideways and the annoyingly beautiful grin was still in place."Twice?" She tried to recall when next that happened."You know I said 'Hi' yesterday. I'm guessing you don't recall that too, right?"What? He did? Oh my God, this is so freaking embarrassing!"Why are you talking to me?""Huh?" "You suddenly decided to talk to me. Out of

He's a bastard. That's all there is to it.She had finally been freed from that dark dungeon called an interrogating room. It felt like she was being dragged into a dark vortex-'Ugh! What kind of human is this?' She could tell Daimen had just slapped a hand on his face while shaking his head.Uhm, who are you to complain? You're in my head. My privacy! If you're not comfortable or I seem weird enough, just L.E.A.V.E! Leave!She spelt the last word slowly in exasperation.'You talk too much in your head.'Again, if you feel uncomfortable, leave. Please.Just as she walked out of the room, she saw Chloe standing at a corner with her parents holding her protectively. Mrs. Taylor and Mr. Mark were there as well. But her-... No, she must be mistaken. They must be around somewhere, right?She walked up to them. Immediately they saw her coming, they all focused on her. Mrs. Taylor held her immediately she was close."Are you okay, Isabella? Are they done with the questioning?" She asked h

What would the world think of me? Not like I care though. They already-"Ms. Davies?"-think I'm a crazy bitch. They'd be happy I-"Ms. Davies?!"-died. I'm sure nobody would attend my funer-"Ms. Davies!!!" She jumped from the abrupt bang on the table in front her. Table in front of her...? When did... How did she end up in front of a table?Cole sighed for the umpteenth time, "Ms Davies? Can you look up?"She slowly rose her head and surprisingly she was in a dimly lit room - actually there was no light except for the white light bulb hanging over the big looking table - with two men across her. One sitting, the other standing behind him in the shadows. They were the cops that came to the school. And also the table.Why does it feel like she's in an interrogating room?"Can you... hear me?" The man sitting across her spoke again while doing some hand gestures. Does he think she's deaf or something?"Ofcourse I can hear you." The man breathed out and smiled at her like she just mad

"Well," Tammy, the curious girl, turned towards him, "...how do we know if you're not a kidnapper or a serial killer who just followed this REAL OFFICER HERE who had shown us his ID just to kidnap or kill one of us, if not all." She pointed at Cole before crossing her arms on her chest as she looked up at the young looking officer. Seriously, how old is this beauty?Shawn, on the other hand was looking at her like she suddenly grew hideous horns on her head and uncountable lips on her face. Like, how did she do that? More than twenty words in a sentence!He just quietly brought out his ID in silence after her mini outburst and stretched his hand out, the ID being held between his fingers. The words, 'if I were a serial killer, he wouldn't have called me his assistant.' could be read from his expression."Okay, we're cool. You can take her." The boy who had spoken earlier, shrugged and looked away from them. Others doing the same, leaving only most of the girls still looking at them.