Lin Manuel Miranda Memes Novels & Stories

Miguel removed his hand away quickly 'Looks like she lost more memories" Miguel said "You think?!??!" Alden and Tikka blurted simultaneously Melanie held a cranked expression just staring at Lavina who seemed like a love sick puppy "When will her memories fûcking come back!?!?" Alden couldn't help but yell. Lavina kept gushing over Miguel staring at him with dreamy eyes 'I really don't know "Miguel replied simply facing them. 'But_" "You really don't know !?!"Tikka yelled in fury cutting Melanie off

Her fingers trembled as she scrolled. “Bro she’s INSANE” “Ethan run 😭” “Psycho girlfriend energy” “She belongs in jail wtf” Elena clicked out of that post and the next one loaded so fast. A meme this time. Her face photoshopped onto the Hulk’s body, mid-rampage. Caption: “Elena when you forget to text back.” Then another. Her face on a tiger, roaring. “Don’t mess with Elena Cruz.” Then another. Her with exaggerated muscles and a unibrow. “Roid rage Elena.”

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 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.

MIRANDA A knot twisted in my stomach, The image of their wide eyes and dropped jaws replayed in my mind as if frozen in time when he lifted his hand to slap Lisa. Part of me had hoped one of them would come to my rescue, but I hadn’t expected it to escalate like that. "We have a lot of work today, Mira. Tomorrow is the Luna coronation," Oliver muttered. I stayed silent, aware he was right. I didn’t even nod in acknowledgment, I simply ignored him.

“I saw you trending online.” Miranda paused. “He’d seen it too?” she thought. “So,” he asked, “would it be all right if I asked about your relationship with Leo Lincoln? No offense meant. If you’ve found someone you like, I’d honestly be happy for you.” “Leo and I are just friends,” Miranda replied truthfully. “Really?” Mike’s tone held a hint of disbelief. “He’s helped me a lot,” she said. “He even saved my life once. We’re good friends, that’s all.”

"So don't worry, my Lady, even in the past, Lord Vladimyr just ignored those bitches. How much more now that you're here?" My jaw dropped for quite a peculiar reason. Did I just hear Miranda say bitch?! I laughed so hard that I coughed and bent over. My legs almost gave way to the floor from laughing, but Miranda held me by my back and stomach to assist me. "My Lady, you really are such a strange being. One minute you're depressed and anxious, the next minute you're laughing," she commented while looking at me like I'm her long-lost child. I flashed a smile and said, "Well, ain't we all? I mean, I'm still worried, of course, but sometimes we just have to either pretend or make it real so tha

“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?”

There is silence until Kimora flatly says, "No, you are not." Malisha rolls her eyes. Of course. Of course her friends are not going to let her get away with that. Mirabel tilts her head head skughtly studying her as if she is trying to peel her apart layer by layer. "You look like you just walked out of your funeral." "You are being dramatic," Malisha mutters. "I mean Mira is accurate," Iris softly says. "Well, I might be getting ready for the funeral," Malisha whispers, and her flat joke does not make her friends laugh. Instead they glare at her, and Mirabel says, "Don't you ever say that again."