Lin Manuel Miranda Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“ 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. ”

And then when I ask her to meet me she ditches me and then never even tells me she’s sorry. Miranda was angry about all of these things, but she was extra-angry that Lauren was walking around the woods with Jake Hanson. How could he possibly be interested in her? He’s a man and she’s a little girl. Not Miranda, though. Miranda was a woman now. She hugged herself with her arms. Finally, finally, her virginity was gone. And she’d lost it not to an octopus-handed teenager but a man. A grown-up man who’d done things to her she hadn’t imagined were possible, no matter how many Jackie Collins novels she’d read.

That question astonished Lhyn. How is she supposed to introduce Jullian to her mother when she now assumes he is Eunice’s husband when, in fact, it is Leah to whom Jullian is engaged? Since the two were engaged, Mirasol has never met him because Miranda was embarrassed to introduce her mentally ill mother. Unbeknownst to her, Mirasol slowly regained her sanity after Christian sneaked into another doctor to check on Mirasol and change her medication.

"You need to stand up for yourself my love, you are soon going to be the next Luna and you need to have that command within you, make people understand who you are and what you stand for, but do worry if will talk to them about it." "Thank you, it wasn't that hard." She said and then sighed deeply. "So, what is it that you wanted to talk to me about? I mean the surprise?" "Ooh about time we came to that, just wait for me here, I will be back with the surprise and don't start complaining because I am not going to keep you waiting for so long this time around." He said and rushed upstairs. Miranda just smiled and let him go. She got on her phone and started scrolling down to keep herself busy.

Miranda squinted at me in annoyance to my possessiveness. "We don't have a phone, but I can help with the bus. I am a mechanic," Lazarus added. "Great," Miranda clapped. "Let me go grab my tools," he said. "Do you want to come with me?" He asked Miranda. "No. She's fine right here,” I growled. She shoved me off. "You don't have to speak for me, you're not my dad." Lazarus stretched his hand out for her to take it. Miranda placed her palm in his and walked off with him.

Miranda snipped as she hopped up on the tiled countertop that made up the Luna's kitchen, swiping a pear out of a wooden fruit bowl. She ate in messy bites, juice dripping down her toned arms. "I wasn't asking a whole bunch of questions; I just knew that he–" she pointed at the still gagged and bound Pelham, "that little spit of a man was from those shifty group of Northerners that blew through Granby and beat the shit outta Linus and his father." Pelham shook his head in his bonds, moaning through the strip of cotton that was his gag. "Miranda, we talked about this, love," Luna Kathrine was rubbing at her temples with her eyes closed.

I now looked at each of them, to which I waited to hear the answer, to which Miranda replied. “It is a lot of my fault, my selfish desire to please my best friend. I knew Maranda had a hard crush on Milo; she wanted him as her chosen mate, and well, when we switched bodies, I tried to flirt with him to tell her it wasn’t going to happen, but I never met Milo till that evening.” She went silent for a while, then added. “When I felt the sparks, I lied to him. I told him I wasn’t sure why I couldn’t feel them before, but we ended up sleeping together and caught up in the heat of the moment. We marked each other.”

"Miranda, listen to me. We can't just pretend this isn't real. We have to stay hidden, for all our sakes." The room fell silent once more, the weight of their predicament pressing down upon them like the oppressive darkness outside. Miranda struggled to reconcile her desire for normalcy with the harsh reality of their situation. She glanced out the window, where shadows danced in the moonlight, a reminder of the dangers lurking just beyond their fragile sanctuary. As Manuel sulked in the corner, Miranda finally spoke, her voice tinged with a newfound resolve. "Fine. But one day, I'm going to find a way out of this. I'm going to live a real life, with or without the Master."

Mira reacted, she was surprised, the man looked old but he stood strong. "Okay class, we will continue from what we were discussing on at our last class" he said "but first let the new Luna joining us introduce herself please" he gestured for Mira to stand up when she looked back at him confused "Hi, I'm Miranda" she said with a small smile on her lips "That's a beautiful name, please take your seat" he said to her and looked at her a bit longer a bit longer, he was wondering how she have been surviving in their world because he could tell she's human already.

Mira sighed in relief and sat on her bed. "Your brother is sick!" She cursed while taking off her ghungroos. "Were you dancing?" She asked amused. "Yeah!" Mira smiled at her ghungroos. "You have no idea how desperately I was waiting for this moment... It was a dream come true!" Mariana chuckled. "Good to hear, no one's gonna stop you from now on... What did he do now?" Mira informed her everything and Mariana was shocked. "I am not ready to believe that Damon did this. He was never like this..."