Lin Manuel Miranda Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"I can totally relate, I'm like a full on man now, you know? And he still thinks I'm five." "It's just in their nature, but you have to live your own life," he advises. I didn't think he was that deep, "Don't worry, I'll take you under my wing." "Thanks, dude." "Miranda likes you, by the way, she's a cool omega. Really into kinky stuff, you'll totally like her. She can make you really a man," he laughs and I laugh too. I hope so. "I like her, too. Can you give her my number?”

Miranda/Laila’s POV To be frank, I couldn’t understand why this man, Mr. Williams, was so insistent on making my life miserable. Ever since I walked into the Emperor’s Company as Laila, he had been an active conspirator with my stepmother, Hamilton, and her daughter, Mara. They were all set on ensuring I wouldn’t become the CEO. Little did they know, I was not just Laila; I was Miranda, and I was more prepared than any of them could imagine. Every word, every action they took against Laila before her untimely death, would be repaid tenfold. Today wasn’t just about taking control of this company—it was about serving long-overdue justice.

What if another obstruction came between us? Before I could speak, Miranda raised her hands in the air and said, "I know you think this is crazy but I think she needs to do this. She already knows that Liam is a fraud but I don't think she knows his reasons. Let her meet with her sister. Whatever she decides will determine our next move," Miranda said thoughtfully. It was funny how a brothel worker was giving me advice and I found it reasonable enough to listen. With weakened shoulders, I dropped into my seat and brought my folded hands to carry the weight of my chin as I took deep breaths.

I tilt my head away in response, trying to shake her off my arm. People watch us as we cut through the sidewalk and towards my car. They whisper and point at us. I can’t help but feel even more irritated at the spectacle that Lily has created around us; I just know that there will be rumors spread about us within the next few days. “Miranda is just a loser half-breed from my old pack. My father kicked her out,” she begins in a simpering tone. She pauses and mildly laughs to herself, “Who would’ve thought that she’s the Healer M? She’s just as rude and money-hungry as she’s always been. I guess people never really change.”

“And you will, Mira. But not like this. If you walk in there now, he’ll win again. He’ll use the system, his power, everything against you. You can’t let your emotions control you.” Miranda’s fists clenched, her chest heaving. “I don’t want to wait,” she whispered, her voice trembling with rage. “I want him to pay.” Alex stepped closer, his voice soft but firm. “And he will,” he said. “Because I want him to suffer too. Do you think I’ve forgotten what he did to you? I warned him, Mira. I told him if he ever hurt you, he’d regret it. He didn’t just hurt you—he destroyed you. And now, we’ll destroy him.”

But that didn't help either. I couldn't think. Couldn't breathe. He hadn't spoken a word, since we set out. Since I made the decision to get into the car of a total stranger. But everything had been spiraling out of my control, all day. I cleared my throat, and turned to the side. “What's your name?” I wasn't sure if I heard it right. But the little butterflies in my stomach confirmed it. “Mirah.” I said. “Mirabella, my name's Mirabella.” As I stole a brief glance at him, I couldn't help but admire how good looking he was. And it wasn't in that young and fresh kind of way.

He practically shouted intending to show her that he was powerless when it came to her. Miranda smiled broadly at his answer. He was so adorable. With one movement,the only remaining piece on Justin's body was done away with. Now,he was Stark naked before her. Despite being blindfolded,he could feel the piercing gaze of her eyes on his little junior. He proved himself for being massive. " Like what you are seeing?" He shamelessly and blatantly asked with a teasing voice and Miranda blushed hard. Yes, she was appreciating this heavenly thing that Will soon plunged deep Inside her core. She almost salivated at the sight of it and licked her lips sensually. She could already imagine how it woul

Alana asked, making Miranda fold her arms. "My plan," she said with a dismissive smile to Alana. "My plan. You must have known that my plan from the beginning hasn't changed to bring Selena closer to Leo. And now my plan has started. So, can you work with me?" Miranda said, only to have Alana harshly push her hand away. After that, she quickly walked towards Leo's office, making Miranda look at Alana with a triumphant smile. Turns out, when Alana was pregnant, it was very easy to provoke her emotions. That was an advantage for Miranda to manipulate them, Miranda thought.

Slowly, she reached out, brushing the cracked leather with trembling fingers. “I knew she kept notes,” she whispered. “But I never thought… Mira, this is dangerous.” “I don’t care if it’s dangerous,” I said, my voice breaking into a whisper. “I need answers. She wrote about promises Luca made to her. About truths she saw. What did he promise her, Manang? Do you know?” Her lips pressed into a thin line. For a long time, she didn’t answer. I could see the war in her eyes—the loyalty she had to Luca, the love she had for me, for the child inside me. Finally, she exhaled, slow and heavy.

Miranda said as she stepped back away from Luna Kiara and prepared to run away. She ran right into a wall of muscle standing right behind her. The man who had stepped behind my mate when she got to the bottom of the stairs now stood behind Miranda. Now that I’m closer to him, I see that he’s not a wolf at all; he's a demon, and I’m starting to suspect who he is. He has a hand on Miranda’s shoulder, and she looks scared. She’s not going anywhere, and she knows it.