Lin Manuel Miranda Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Rowan says something that has been lingering at the back of my mind. “And if I break the bond? Be sincere why I should not want to break the bond? I don’t want to live in this conditions. I am not fit to be your Luna. I never believed whenever my people would say the moon goddess made a mistake now,I’m really starting to doubt her judgment. How did she pair me with the set of you?” “Hey Mira, what’s going on?” Damian asks me. I look to the ground immediately. “Look at me.” He places one of his fingers underneath my jaw and forces me to look at him.

“Look, Mrs. Cruz. I know you don’t like me, and I get it. You think I’m just a weak human and I’m not good enough for your son. Sometimes I don’t think I’m good enough for him either. But I love him. He’s my world… he’s my mate, and now he’s my husband. I would do anything for him and I know his pack is a package deal, which means I would do anything for this pack. As you know, I’m not just a weak human. I have powers that I’m still trying to understand. I’m learning how to use and control them. I want to learn everything I can about being a Luna so I can ensure the pack’s safety. Not just the women and children, but everyone.” Miranda stared at me for a long while as she processed my words.

the man said. Mark looked up. The man wasn’t talking to him. He was talking to Mireya. She was still on her knees, checking on Mark. Tears streaked her face. She looked like hell. Good. She deserved it. Then he spoke again, voice echoing across the parking lot. “In exchange for his worthless life,” he said, and Mireya lifted her gaze to meet his. “Your life… is now in my hands.” She froze. Lucien continued, “You will be with me, day and night, until I figure out who you really are… and why I can’t touch you.”

“Truly?” “Truly.” “Then why does it feel like you are?” Miranda forced a small smile. “Maybe because everything is strange lately.” Melissa looked down. “I should have told you there was someone.” Miranda’s chest tightened. She tried to sound casual. “Yeah, you should have.” “I’m sorry.” “You still can.” “Sorry?” Miranda looked at Melissa again. “Who is he? Who is the man that you liked enough to kick my brother’s ass?”

INKA'S POV She lunges for me again. I scramble back across the bed, but my back hits the wall and I'm trapped. "You seduced him!" Miranda's whole body is shaking with rage. "You threw yourself at my boy like the desperate WHORE you are! You followed him to the archivesYES, I KNOW, I'VE SEEN THE FOOTAGEyou lured him there like the PREDATOR you are!" "That's not what" I try to say but my voice is weak. Scared.

For her freedom at least. "I'm begging you, let me have my freedom. I promise you from my heart, I won't cross paths between you and Connor again, never again. I will stick with Hardulph and never look Connor's way again" Mirabel promised desperately but Liliana burst into a peal of hysterical laughter in return, her voice echoing all over the underground and making spooky sounds. "Such a fool, I guess you don't know your lover boy well enough" Liliana mocked while making her way towards Mirabel, her high shoes clicking loudly on the floor.

Miranda said, "Don't glamorize me! Carefree? Confident? No, I'm just a player—a match made in heaven for other players. I drift through the crowd, leaving no trace behind. Everyone's happy." I couldn't help but laugh. "One day, you're going to mess with a fool who falls head over heels for you and refuses to let you go. What will you do, then?" Miranda pouted. "I'll deal with it when it happens. We live in a time where everyone's smart enough to play the game. It's all just fun and games." I didn't continue the topic. After saying goodbye to Miranda, I went abroad alone. I deleted all of Gordon's contact information. I had no idea what his current situation was, nor did I care.

“I can't say the same.” The silence inside the car grew thick. Miranda smiled again, but this time the smile felt forced. “You're not Roman.” “Exactly,” he replied, now looking at her in the rearview mirror with relentless coldness. “I'm not Roman. You don't manipulate me, you don't wrap me up in your little games.” I know exactly what you did, and if it had been up to me, you'd really be six feet under that fake gravestone in the cemetery. Miranda looked away toward the window, her expression barely changing, as if a crack were forming beneath her perfect makeup.

Miranda's Pov He rushed to me and I almost burst out laughing at his shocked look. He was so scared, I closed my eyes quickly when he was coming closer to me. I couldn't take the pain anymore and I had no option than to fake faint. I got him with that. He should learn never to mess with me. "Miranda, are you okay, please open your eyes?" He screamed, touching my face as I limped on the floor, making him so scared.

“I know. I was stupid and headstrong and was not thinking straight. I will never do anything this foolish ever again, I promise. Or, you ground me until it sinks in.” “Were you okay?” “No. But I managed gradually. I also got busy. I also learned a ton of new things. I am happy now. I am home.” “Sweet talker.” “I learned how to cook.” “Really?” “Hmm. I have inherited your talent for cooking. I am so good.” They all laughed at that. Lina hugged Miranda again before she went ahead to hug Jeremy. He just patted her head but did not say anything. When she reached Maddox, however, she froze.