Me2 Miranda Romance Novels & Stories

"Uh. okay then." After Isaiah walked away, Miranda hurriedly looked at the door. She had forgotten that she wasn't at home and had made such a rudimentary mistake. She would have to take note of that from now. After having a shower and dinner, Miranda cuddled up comfortably in bed and started to read the latest news on the web. The Little cutie was sprawled over the table reading a large book. "Maya reveals her handsome and rich Man, The movie king Ryan bursts out in jealousy on the scene”

He asked, still wanting to make sure. She nodded. “It’s the elders' fight. We didn’t start it. It's so obvious we are meant to be together. The moon goddess didn’t make a mistake after all.” Ace unconsciously brought Miranda in and hugged her excitedly. And then he regained consciousness and was shy. “I’m sorry about that.” “It’s fine.” Miranda said and then she giggled. “So it’s official then?” He asked. Miranda rolled her eyes, acting ignorant. “What’s official?”

Then it runs. Just like I did earlier. The stranger exhales and slowly turns toward me. Our eyes meet. And everything inside me stops. His golden gaze softens, like he’s seeing something impossible. Something lost. Something returned. His lips part. “Luna.” My heart stutters. That’s not the name people at school use. That’s my real name. The one from before. Before the river. Before the blood. Before the missing memories. I step back. “How do you know me?”

“This girl is rude. Why is she here?” Cade sighed. “Kimberly, meet Mira. My new assistant.” “I’m not your assistant,” I said. “Yet,” he replied smoothly. Kimberly’s smile flattened. “I don’t like her.” I stood up. “The feeling’s deeply mutual.” Cade cleared his throat. “Weren’t you supposed to return next week?” “The shoot wrapped early. Thought I’d surprise you.” “Well, I need to drop Mira and then head out.” “With her?” she snapped. “Not happening.”

“But no sad endings.” “No promises,” Aria teased. Mirabella smiled at them both, grateful for moments like these. For laughter. For normalcy. “Hey, Mira,” Beverly said softly, noticing the sudden change in her expression. “You okay?” Mirabella nodded. “Yeah. I’m fine. Just thinking.” Aria leaned forward on the counter. “About Hunter?” Mirabella looked down. “Yeah.” “What about him?” Beverly asked gently. “I don’t know,” Mirabella said truthfully. “It’s just… complicated. I hate how much power he still has over me. But then he looks at me and I—” She stopped, her voice cracking. “I still feel everything.”

It looked exactly like Miranda from the back and then she turned. "If it isn't Diego Montenegro. The one and only. The feared, fearless name it," Miranda said, walking towards me. "It's been years but I still can't get you out of my head." I knew Miranda and Luscious since we were little kids but here she was, all grown into a beautiful young woman. She swayed her hips, walking seductively towards me as the flare dress she wore flew with the little air in the room.

I stare at the screen for a second and turn off the phone, putting it face down on the table. --- I watch it that night, alone, with the door locked and only the desk lamp on. Miranda is sitting on what looks like the edge of a bed, hands folded so tight her knuckles have gone pale, like she's holding herself together by pressure alone. "My name is Miranda. I'm doing this because I can't carry it by myself anymore." She says they met at a bar. That he bought her a drink, that he'd clearly had several before that. That he asked her out and she said no, and he laughed it off, told her to get home safe.

As Mira went upstairs, unaware, Rosie’s eyes darkened. Later that night, Mira lay on her bed, staring at the ceiling. She replayed the lecturer’s praise. John’s smile. The feeling of being seen—not pitied, not tolerated. Seen. Her phone buzzed with a notification. Unknown Number: Mirabel Roland. Her heart skipped. She stared at the screen, breath shallow. Then another message appeared. This is about your enrollment. She swallowed. The world felt suddenly very quiet. Mira stared at the glowing screen, unaware that across the city, a file bearing her name had just been completed.

Kimberly winked making her flush even more. **** "I really need to get rid of Riri. She wants me gone but I want her dead!" Miranda smirked and assured, "Good thing I have a plan. Come over." She whispered something into her ears that made her grin wickedly. "Are you sure it would work?" "Absolutely. They won't even suspect a thing." Ariana your end is near!

I told her to move on and that I was in love with someone else. Fuck! I was so stupid. Clara must have spread her stupidity to me. I am sure Miranda cried all the way to Mexico after that heart-breaking confession... But then, just some few months ago, I bumped into her and discovered something outrageously shocking. She has a daughter that looks exactly like Camilla! Can you imagine? Miranda got pregnant... She was all angry at me at first. But then, as I have told you this woman is dumb as fuck. So we ended up shagging and she was giggling like a fool right after, talking 'bout me and her were always meant to be like astrology claims!