Mira Aib Novels & Stories

The girl flinched but held her ground, hands raised to show she meant no harm. “I'm not here to fight,” she said quickly. “My name is Mira. I… I felt what happened. What you became. I had to come.” I lowered my hands, my enhanced senses detecting no deception from her. “I'm Aria. These are my mates, Kane and Zane. How did you find us?” “I followed the energy signature. I've never felt anything like it.” Mira's eyes filled with tears. “I thought I was the only one who was… different. Who didn't fit anywhere.”

Until she said the one thing I couldn’t forgive: “She must be contained.” I stepped forward, voice cold. “She is not a weapon.” “She’s not a girl anymore.” “She’s mine.” Elira stared. Then, quietly: “Then maybe it’s time you choose who you’re loyal to.” 8. Mira’s Name That night, the Grove burned. Not in fire. In truth. Mira stood at the Spiral’s heart. Her hands lifted to the seed chamber above. Her voice stronger than ever before called out a single name:

Lisa growled, gulping the drink. Mira…that’s right. She’s the girl Aiden ordered Lisa to fuck sometime ago. Mira hadn’t stopped wanting to get close to Lisa. She figured she’s not only doing it to get closer to the sex gods but to have her pussy tribbed by Lisa the way she did the last time they acted a scene as per Aiden’s order. After the shot today, Mira followed Lisa into the dressing room, making advances. She had thought it wouldn’t work but damn it…it’s better to take risk than not take at all.

Mira said suddenly, stopping in her tracks. Stephanie blinked. “What?” “I can make the maid and the warrior sleep together,” Mira said, her voice quiet but her mind filled with wicked thoughts. “If they make me an heir, I’ll promise them money. A future. Then… I’ll kill them.” Stephanie’s breath caught. Then she covered her ears. “Luna—what the hell?”

I replied honestly. “Hello!!!, can someone help me out of here!!, please!.” Mira yelled as she banged on the door. “Make her quiet!.” Aiden instructed and Liam nodded. My eyes widened in shock. ‘Make her quiet?!.’ Is he going to kill her or hurt her?. What's going to happen to Mira? I can’t just sit down and let them hurt her. “Aiden..!” the name escaped my lips. “Yes?!.” He answered gently and sweetly with his eyes on me.

Arc I – The Possession Begins Chapter 7: The Woman in the Glass For the first time since waking in this world, Mira was afraid of mirrors. Every reflective surface in the manor—polished vases, windows, even silver spoons—seemed to glimmer with something more than light. Sometimes, if she looked too long, she caught sight of someone else’s eyes staring back. Seraphina’s eyes. Patient. Sad. Knowing. Mira stopped brushing her hair entirely, afraid of catching a glimpse of the other woman behind her own reflection. Adrian noticed, of course—he noticed everything.

"ERIKKA, I don't think I can do this." Erikka Villanueva, Ara's best friend in the whole world, gave her a narrowing look as she squeezed her arm tightly. "We are not going on about this again, Ara. We've been planning this for a long time and I will not have you back-out on me now."

I felt exasperated and hopeless. "It is quite a good move to cut it, Since males will swarm on you non-stop if they know that you are a female," Aja said while smiling at me kindly. "It is. Truthfully. By the way. We initially wanted to seek information about the Immortals. Specifically, the god named Sephtis and the twin goddesses named Ayla and Arie. Do you happen to know who they are?" Lowell asked politely while getting straight to the point.

“And, if I have to remind you, then let me remind you again that you were not selected because you resemble Mira. I’m sure Dorian had already assured you that.” “I know, and yes, he did.” “Then why are we repeating it?” “Because I know there’s more," she sighed. “Seraphine told me enough. She said Mira was human. She was connected to you. And she was the mate of an Alpha.” Ares looked at the painting. Irene waited. For once, she didn’t fill the silence. Eventually he said, “Mira human, yes, and she was a seamstress.” That was not where Irene expected him to start.

Amelia's POV Sometimes, I had experiences that, in hindsight, made me wonder if I had completely misunderstood the situation. Maybe I hadn't heard the conversation correctly. That was what I kept thinking about the conversation with Albert and Mr. Len. But every time I replayed the conference call in my head, I came to the same conclusion: Albert Torrens had asked me to fake a marriage to him for a business deal. But then I’d think that it simply couldn't be true. He was my boss. He was a serious, focused man with integrity. He couldn't have suggested that we travel to Italy to get married.