Encanto Fanfiction Mirabel Runs Away Novels & Stories

MIRABELLA I shove my way through the snickering crowd, down the steps, and across the dock, and then I’m running, my wet clothes plastered cold against my skin, Sophie’s voice trailing after me. “Mirabella, wait!” I don’t stop. I run until I hit the end of the dock and my lungs are burning and I can’t hear the music anymore, and then I pull out my phone with shaking fingers and book a ride without even looking at the price.

BELLA When I left the mansion, I asked the cab driver to make a stop at the bank and then at a pharmacy. I got some boxes of hair dye, toiletries, and a pair of dark sunglasses, which I spotted on a rack close to the till. I then asked him to drop me off in the central part of the city, which was a bit of a distance from the rich folks' residence. I didn’t want him dropping me off at a specific place where I could stay cos knowing Gabriel’s men, they would track him down. I went to the train station and bought a ticket to a town about eight hours distance away from here departing in a few hours. My phone was switched off and couldn’t be tracked. I booked myself in a motel nearby, stripped my

"He won’t lose you. That’s the only certainty in his world right now. That he won’t lose you." "Celeste," I said, my voice small. "Will he ever let me go?" Celeste looked at me. Her eyes held something I could not name but she said nothing. "Do not make him love you and then leave, Mirabelle," she said finally, her voice was barely above a whisper. “He won’t survive it. This man, this broken man. He won't survive losing you,” she said, and I opened my mouth to speak but Celeste held up her hand.

I stepped back, my chest heaving, my head pounding viciously. A week. A full week of failures. Mirelle pulling away from me no matter what I did. Her eyes cold, guarded. Last night, when she told me she wanted to leave, it felt like a blade twisting in my ribs. We argued, voices raised, emotions raw, but she was already gone long before she said the words. I did not want her to leave. We still did not know who was hunting her, and yet she was willing to walk straight into danger just to get away from me. I looked down at the broken man in the chair and felt nothing but contempt.

But the effects of that damned drug only raged wilder inside my body, demanding release, instantly, unbearably. "I need to soak in a bath. Right, I need to soak in ice water in the bathroom. I need to lock myself in my own room and swear I won't let myself touch Camila, not even a little. She'll be furious later," I whispered, trying to piece together an emergency plan to save Camila from myself. With my body already trembling and unsteady, I stepped out of the car. I crossed through the front door, entering the Villareal mansion, most of its lights already switched off by the staff.

When Jacob first met Raven, he thought that they had a real connection. That she could be his mate. But when Raven disappears after their amazing week together, leaving behind a note saying that it meant nothing to her. Jacob starts to question whether any of it was real or if fate was messing with him. Years later, he gets his answers, and they are nothing like what he would have predicted. To whoever might care I have decided to cut ties with everything and everyone that could remind me of that horrible place that I grew up in. I am going to disappear. Change my name and go somewhere that is far away. I don’t want you or anyone else to look for me. Tell that guy to forget me because that

I never liked this part of town, it spelled danger and that was the one thing I avoided like a plague with my Nickname being tasteless Mira to prove it because according to my friends, my life lacked flavour. Apparently it's a crime to like the simple things of life, I never went crazy, ever! At parties I have recovery duty because I don't get wasted. There was nothing extra about me, I'm just Mirabel. As much as they were right I didn't like their constant teasing even for falling in love with the first and only guy I'd dated and how I never ever took risks and I never understood it. What's wrong with playing it safe? Even the safe option somehow found a way to plunge a hole in my heart. St

Giveon teased and Mirabel covered her face with the duvet. "Leave me alone!" She grumbled under the bed. "Are you sure about that though? You just signed a forever deal with me yesterday. Are you going back on your words already?" Giveon grinned as he teased Miranel and she rolled her eyes at how dramatic he was. "It's not too late, is it?" Mirabel asked and Giveon pulled the duvet away from her body. "Unfortunately, you are stuck with me forever," he kissed her lips and she responded immediately.

"You lied to me on day one?" "I thought-" Kai gasped. "I thought I could fix it before it reached her." Bella placed a hand on Mirabel's shoulder. "Later," she said. "Right now, we survive." --- They got ten steps from the exit before Elena's voice echoed overhead. > "It's such a shame... watching people repeat mistakes they swore they'd never make." The ceiling vents hissed. Mirabel's eyes widened. "Gas-!" Bella pulled her scarf over her face. "Go!"

Lucius yelled in pain and pushed me away, giving me a chance to escape the room. I hurriedly ran towards the exit. He didn't chase after me, instead, he twisted his face in agony, a sinister smile forming, "You can't escape. Mirabelle's spirit will haunt you forever! Abandon her and run away! I swear you'll dream of her tear-stained bloody face tonight!" But I didn't stop in my tracks. I ran out without looking back, heading towards my car...