Lin-manuel Miranda Books Novels & Stories

“How long have I been out?” “About an hour. This is quite a unique book. I think you’d find it interesting as well. Miriam wrote about you.” “What the hell?” he said with a deep frown. “She didn’t mention you by name, but she definitely wrote about you and your brother Andrew. Listen,” she said and began reading out loud: A Sex Maniac’s Journal By Dr. Miriam Bachmeier Chapter four My First Encounter

Vivian said in so much anger, her fists were clenched as she gritted her teeth. The figure walked up to her. "At the right time Miranda will be eliminated alright, so I don't think getting mad at her unnecessarily is the right thing to do now, all I think you should do is to be patient." The man said.. "Only one strike will take her down." The man said with a smirk. ******** "Thank you so much Elena for that idea, I never believed that it was going to work out so well." Miranda said with so much excitement. "Trust me, I know the right way to deal with that witch called Vivian." Elena said in a confident tune.

“ Bonjour. ” While the men conversed, Mira found herself unable to take her eyes off His wife. “ Hello, I am Malisa Evans. ” The lady who noticed herself introduced with a smile. “ Hi, I am Miranda Edison. ” “ Oh. ” she acknowledged with a smile. “ You are an African right? ” Mira couldn't help but ask, staring at her brown skin with a smile. “ Yeah. ” she smiled again. “ I love your skin. You are beautiful. ” Miranda couldn't hide her admiration. “ Awn. Thanks. I love yours too. ”

Miranda turned to face Estelle, whose face was blank but she still nodded anyway. Miranda chuckled, “Sorry, I forgot that you don’t know anything about their species. Do you want me to explain or would you prefer to read about them in detail, at the library?” “I’ll just find out for myself.” “Sure, let me know if you need help finding which books. Come, let’s start you off with the basics of combat..” Miranda walked over to a man that looked like he eats people. The man has even more scars than Moore. Estelle hesitantly followed, still not really feeling brave enough to face other people so openly like this. But, she was the one who asked and agreed to do this so she couldn’t back out now. S

Miranda didn’t expect that she’s this known to young adults, especially to the ones attending a strict boarding school. “I read your book Falling to the Depths, when will you release the fifth part? I couldn’t get over the last book!” Miranda hid the sadness in her smile. She too, couldn't get over it. “Most of you love my work, thank you,” Miranda appreciated the students. Miranda looked at the class in front of her and smiled sweetly, "And how even the most powerful person could feel powerless in front of the person they love."

“You’re a liar like she is! You want to hurt us, not help us!” Miranda holds her hands in the air as if the Gammas couldn’t tear right through her. She sways back and forth, trying to catch her breath. “I am not here to hurt you and I am nothing like Lily,” Miranda rationally states. Her words don’t provoke them…yet. “I am here to help you! I am here to make up for the mistakes that Lily has made! Let me help you!” “No!” One Gamma steps forward. He looks at the others and points at Miranda. “She’ll only hurt us more!”

The administration building smelled like paper, polish, and something faintly metallic—like new beginnings pretending to be ordinary. Mira stood in line clutching a thin brown file to her chest, fingers tight around the edges as if it might disappear if she loosened her grip. Her name was written neatly on the cover. Mirabel Roland. She had written it herself last night, slow and careful, rewriting it twice until the letters felt right. This is real, she told herself again. Behind her, voices murmured. Laughter rose and fell. Someone complained about an early lecture. Someone else argued about parking.

“It’s unlocked.” The words dropped like stones into the silence. Miranda’s heart hammered against her ribs. Her hand moved automatically toward the doorknob, but she hesitated inches away from touching it. For the first time in over a decade, Miranda Liu’s fingers trembled visibly. Daniel noticed. But he said nothing. “All done, ma’am?” the locksmith asked quietly, stepping back. Miranda inhaled deeply, her breath shaky. “Daniel open the door” “Yes, ma’am.” Daniel replied.

CAIN POV She knows now. But how? She remembered something? It doesn’t seem like she remembered. It seems like someone told her. Now, I can understand why she wanted that book back so desperately. Miranda is the one who helped her. That book must be the ancient tales book so she can read the old story. But, Miracle is still stupid. She thinks history is true. I can see it in her eyes. She thinks it’s all true without any hint of lie. But what is history, but a truth with hint of lies.

"Put it in the Academy library. With the Old Ones' records and whatever else is there. Let it be found." Miranda stood and came around the desk and did something she had not done before. She embraced Vera — briefly, because that was how Vera received things. Vera's hands came up and held for a moment and then released. "The library," Vera said, returning to her usual register. "The proper section. I have written the catalogue notes inside the front cover." "I will handle it tonight," Miranda said. She took the book and went. --- The Academy library was quiet in the evening.