Mass Effect Miranda Lawson Novels & Stories

So, Miranda immediately recognized Caspian as Willow's good-for-nothing husband. From her expression, Caspian knew she recognized him. After all, he saw the headlines that morning, too. He would probably be stuck with the title "the Stewart family's useless son-in-law" for a long time. "Mr. L-Lynch. Are you the new CEO of Southlake Corporation?" Miranda asked tentatively. Miranda had achieved her ambitions at a young age. She had become the vice president of Southlake Corporation in her 20s. Besides her exceptional capabilities, she was also a well-mannered woman.

"You don't get it do you, I erase everyone who's ever involved with him and I can see you're over involved with him, such pleasure it will be killing you in his presence, that feeling alone is more painful than death" "You promised!".Xayne roared getting to her feet. "Did I?, Oh I don't remember that take her". "Don't touch me, I got my legs". She resisted. "Keep an eye on her, if she tries to run, stop her". Miranda said. "Yes boss". They replied. Miranda's eyes became blue and she whooshed out of sight. "Oh my God!". Xayne exclaimed seeing it this time. She couldn't believe all that was happening, it was like she's in another world.

Miranda is determined to prevent the destruction of the Nashville family, refusing to let an ordinary maid dictate their fate. With a forced smile adorning her face, Miranda navigates through the crowd of guests, searching for Melissa. She intends to use Melissa as a pawn in her scheme to disrupt Nora and Terry's relationship. As she ascends the stairs, her steps measured and purposeful, she can't help but wonder about the noises emanating from Jay Nashville's room.

“Why the tears, Linsey? You’re a warrior now, yet you cry like a pup. Madison is exactly like you—I’ll introduce you to your goddaughter soon.” “I knew your voice would return,” Linsey said, wiping her eyes. “It is as clear as a mountain stream. If you sang for the packs, you’d have every Alpha in the territory howling at your feet.” She chuckled. As they walked, Linsey took her arm. “There are two people you must see. They risked much to be here tonight.” “Who?” Linsey’s eyes danced. “You’ll see.” Avery looked ahead and saw Blake Donovan and Miranda Shaw approaching. Blake had grown into a formidable Alpha-presence, while Miranda was more graceful than ever. Avery’s eyes went wide as she sa

As Alford's body turned into ashes, Sierra sighed in relief. Mira grabbed the sword and as her powers were burning inside her, her sword turned red. "You tried to take away my fairytale life. You tried to take away my Freddy. You tried to manipulate me. You tried to kill my baby. You don't deserve to live anymore. There is no one here to save you anymore." Mira roared at Marsha and stabbed her heart.

"Come downstairs. Let's hear what she's found." The Luna Council was gone, my father was in his office on emergency calls to allied packs, and the drawing room had been converted into a war room. Maps spread across tables, documents stacked in careful piles, laptops open and running searches. Miranda Volkov stood at the center of it all like a general surveying a battlefield. She looked exactly like her reputation suggested—tall and lean with ice-blonde hair pulled into a perfect chignon, wearing a suit that probably cost more than my old car. But it was her eyes that earned her the nickname "The Reaper." They were pale blue and absolutely merciless.

"Come downstairs. Let's hear what she's found." The Luna Council was gone, my father was in his office on emergency calls to allied packs, and the drawing room had been converted into a war room. Maps spread across tables, documents stacked in careful piles, laptops open and running searches. Miranda Volkov stood at the center of it all like a general surveying a battlefield. She looked exactly like her reputation suggested—tall and lean with ice-blonde hair pulled into a perfect chignon, wearing a suit that probably cost more than my old car. But it was her eyes that earned her the nickname "The Reaper." They were pale blue and absolutely merciless.

Miranda Lawson wasn’t your typical Cerberus operative. Although she was one of the Illusive Man’s most trusted lieutenants, she had no real problem with any of the other species of the galaxy. If she was honest, even her boss didn’t in the grand scheme of things. She was aware of his lovers, most of whom were asari. It was a secret very few knew.

Her voice was quiet, but it carried through every corner of the healing wing. “You named me wolfless.” No one moved. “You named me curse-carrier.” Her wrist mark burned open like an unblinking eye. “But before this trial names me anything else, hear what I name myself.” Darius watched her, still and proud in a way he did not speak aloud. Mira looked at Cassia’s silver eyes, then at the lower door, then directly at Maera. “I am Mira Vale. I was emptied before my first shift. I am not here to steal Luna silver. I am here as witness to the wolf stolen from me.”

Lying Miranda's hyperactive body down on the leafy ground, Jamie held Miranda's shoulders, while Violet held her ankles. "G-AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" Miranda grunted and screamed. May tried to press on Miranda's arms and wrists, while Ben searched for the needle. "What did you do to our Luna?" Joshua demanded Carolynn once again. Carolynn's gaze met with Joshua's own. Her orbs were cool, her pupils calm yet underlined with a sadistic malice. "Miranda was never meant to be amongst you monsters. She was special. An angel. She will never be your Luna." Carolynn promised.