Halo 3 Miranda Keyes Novels & Stories

"Yes, I went through all thirteen God damned drives." "Shit." "Do you have her?" "Yeah." "Find out what she knows. We need those files before we continue." "What files? What are you looking for?" "She...knows things." "Look." Kevin pitched his voice lower and paced to the very back of the house. "I can't help you if I don't know what she's supposed to tell me." "You can't say anything." "It's me, I won't." "Back when Dark Matter bought Grunge, the bitch, Miranda, ran a keystroke program. It logged everything typed on every machine on our servers. All of them. On mine."

Good thing I was already two steps ahead. If Alex couldn't reach me, he'd call the cops. I'd also stashed backup phones in the bedroom in case she snatched the main one. Yeah, I could've escaped. But to actually nail her, the report had to hit within 24 hours. So I stayed. Played the long game. Let her dig her own grave. The door creaked. Lillian strolled in, slow and smug. Finally dropped the fake halo and showed up like the villain she really was.

she asked after a short silence. “Yes, he told me he got off work early because he was feeling well and is with Rowena, but I didn’t tell him I am with you, you two will deal with each other when we get home.” “And by the way, I thought I saw someone I knew in the lobby, Miranda. What the hell was she doing here?” “Oh, you know she is a Luna, right?” “Yeah, I heard that girl just got lucky. She was Kai’s fuck buddy or do we way friends with benefits? Then they confess their feelings and he dies a few weeks later, and then she just gets selected as Ryder’s mate? Wow! Just wow. She must be lucky.”

A jagged piece of metal sliced my palm open deep enough to show bone. I ignored the blood and shrugged off my coat, wrapping it around her. Just as I was about to carry her out, a violent tremor shook the space above us. "Zach… Help me… Take me with you…" Miranda, covered in blood, dragged herself to the opening. Her eyes locked onto Cheryl in my arms, and something wild flashed through them. "Give her to me! I'll take her out and claim the credit. Commander Norris will spare me!" She reached for the child.

the last man says, and I nod, smiling at them, but they still stand. "I'm Zara Lawrence," the beautiful woman standing beside Miranda says in a sweet, warm tone, and I instantly like her as she reminds me of both Betty and my mom. "I'm Keisha James," the one next to her says, and I have a great hunch she likes me just as much as Miranda does, which isn't so much. "I'm Imelda Arnold." "And I'm Celine Anderson," the last lady says, and my heart skips a beat at the mention of my last name.

His head snaps towards my direction his empty grey eyes stare at me I jump scared tripping on the bedside table that makes a loud bang falling on my butt I could hear heavy footsteps rushing this way I hurry picked up the table and rush the way I came as I slide the window shut I hear the door open "Repbisni ti emirale" i hurry to say not caring if I was heard or not, I run as fast as my legs could take me,my whole body buzzing,I jump through the portal falling on my knees my legs turned jelly as I emptied my stomach of it's contents on the sand suddenly breathing felt hard every breath feeling like poison,my eyes widened in realization KIMORA had returned…

“You allowed attachment. Hesitation. Love.” Sera smiled faintly. “Exactly.” Then she dropped. A split-second move. The clone lunged but Sera slid beneath its arm and dove for the console. Fingers flying across keys, she brought up the master control. Override Key Required. Of course. Mira would never leave this unguarded. But Mira was gone. And Sera Sera wasn’t alone. Behind her, a hand landed on her shoulder. Elias. Bruised. Bleeding. But here.

Keon was the first to walk out of the door and Amir followed suit. Queen Tarah hadn't seen Amira in a couple of days and she was wondering if she was fine. She's asked Anna about her and she'd told her Amira and the baby were doing good , she just wanted to be sure for herself. Tarah decided to see Amira so she decided to go to her room. Queen Tarah was very shocked to see Her son Keon and Amir coming out of Amira's room with heavy faces.

“She can destroy a dress, Maya. She can’t destroy you.” For a moment, their eyes locked, and the chaos outside faded. She wanted to believe him—she really did. But the weight of it all pressed hard. That evening, back at the penthouse, Ethan paced the living room while Daniel updated him via speakerphone. “Security confirms the footage was authentic,” Daniel said. “Miranda used an old keycard registered under an assistant’s name. We’ve traced it back to her assistant, who claims Miranda forced her to hand it over.”

Minutes later, the doorbell rang. Miranda walked in like a storm. Her eyes looked like they could burn someone alive, her heels striking against the tiles as she strode toward me. She stopped the second she saw Helena. Her eyes scanned her from head to toe—slow and deliberate. Then she smiled. Sharp. Knowing. “So,” Miranda said casually, folding her arms. “You’re alive.” Helena stiffened. Miranda turned to me. “Yep. That’s her.” She didn’t bother lowering her voice.