Mira Movie Netflix Novels & Stories

~Iris POV The sun had just begun to dip behind the western hills, casting long amber streaks through the tall windows of my private chambers. Mira sat cross-legged on the floor, leaning against the velvet sofa, a small smirk on her face as she held a video tape in her hands. I raised an eyebrow, curious and slightly wary. “You brought this?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. “I did,” Mira said, shrugging casually. “Thought you might want to see… how your little wolves are doing.”

Sierra wrapped her arms around her and hugged her tightly. Mira broke the hug as she saw Freddy's soul standing in front of her. He had tears in his eyes as he looked at Mira. She walked towards him and cupped his face. "I am so sorry." She said before Freddy's soul disappeared. Covering her face with her palms, Mira started crying. Sierra walked towards Mira and hugged her sister tightly.

I watched Mira walk slowly to the stand as she took an oath to speak the truth or be charged with perjury. “Mrs Mira, is it true that you married my client two years and six months ago?” Craig asked. “Yes”. Mira replied coldly. “Can you tell the court why you returned back to Free city and changed your identity just to manipulate your way back to his life”, Craig asked. “Objection, that is completely out of context” Naira yelled. “Answer the question Mira. Is it true that you were emotionally involved with his younger brother too?” Craig added fiercely.

"Well, no, because you can see his crotch and it's not huge. Still, everyone I've ever met who has seen it in person says it's breathtaking. Plus, there's so much art to see there." "Maybe you should go in my place." I took a bite of my noodles. "Sure. You think I could pull it off? Dutiful assistant to a billionaire?" I chewed my food instead of answering. "Right. I can't. Plus, that guy you're trying to fool probably knows you, so I can't exactly pose as you while pretending to marry your boss." She was right again. Mr. Len had seen me on the video call. "I wonder if it's a good time of year to visit Italy," she mused aloud. Then she laughed. "God, even if it rained, a bad day in Italy is

Mira sat cross-legged on the floor by the window, sketching with a dull pencil on hospital paper. She looked up. There was no scream. No gasp. Just a smile. “Hey, sister.” The voice came like a rusted bell—familiar, but off. Savannah stood frozen, watching Mira tilt her head. The light caught the hollows under her eyes, the torn edges of her sanity barely held in place. “You’re not surprised,” Mira whispered. “That means they told you. Or… you figured it out. Which one was it?” “I saw you in the footage,” Savannah said carefully. “At first, I thought I was looking at myself.”

After cleaning the broken tray, Mira excused herself earlier than normal. And the moment she stepped outside the chamber doors— She stopped breathing steadily. Her hands trembled violently. No. She knew what she saw. Twice. Not imagination. Not exhaustion. Something inside that mirror had looked back at her. And smiled. --- That night— Mira avoided mirrors completely. But sleep never came. Because every time she closed her eyes— She saw Elian’s reflection whispering silently through the glass. And somehow— Deep down— She felt certain of one terrifying thing. It knew she noticed it.

She had never drawn attention. That was probably the point. Noah stood in front of her. "Mira. You have been accused of treason. Of spying. Of betraying this pack. What do you say?" Mira looked up at him. Her face was calm. Too calm. "I say nothing," she said. Neal stepped forward. "Who are you working for? Who is getting the information?" Mira smiled. It was a sad smile. "You will not hurt me. You are not that kind of people."

The café is the most cheap out of all cafes on the whole Glasshorn island. “Oh thank god you are here! He makes me super nervous when he is like that.” Mira said while picking the coffee cups from the nearby Table. She is a waitress here, works part time and is the coolest girl I know after Riley. She has these fun tattoos on her hands and neck and the most shocking fact is she has blue eyes and still no snobbishness in sight. She is so down to earth that sometimes I almost forget it that, that she is the part of the upper section of the society here. “Do you think I can handle him? no ways. I am just here because Sasha called for help with the work load.” I said as I looked for my apron han

“Mira is a werewolf. That was what was stated in the file. It is impossible for her to survive two doses of silver.” “Like I said, you don’t know her.” Vincent walked away before glancing over his shoulder. “Are you coming or you still want to go after her?” Liam followed him back to the cabin reluctantly. When they reached the cabin, Vincent told Liam not to let his Enforcers doing perimeter run across the river. Although Liam looked like wanted to question him about the instruction, Liam just passed along the instruction to his Enforcers. Vincent didn’t know how far off Mira had been across the river. She could still hang around there, just keeping a good distance but he didn’t want anyone

, she hung up quickly,now fully dressed in black jeans and and a T-shirt. She picked up her laptop quickly and slid it into her bag,rushed to her car parked on the roadside infront of her house. It was a black mercedes with white rims. Damn she had taste, a premium one for a fact. She opened the doors in haste and dropped her laptop on the passenger seat. Realizing that she had forgot something, she rushed back to her house. There was a pouch she picked from the safe and quickly came out and found a stranger entering her car in which she tried calling out to him because she knew immediately she is bieng robbed her mercedes. To her suprise, her car exploded as soon as the stranger locked the