Mira Trinity Seven Novels & Stories

Mira continued, “some facility, almost a hospital but not a place for healing. It was for testing.” “Testing?” “I know, Dominic,” she said, leaning into me. “I think it could be like what happened to you, only with very different results. I didn’t come out stronger— I came out wolfless. They took it from me.” “Mira,” I said, bringing a hand to hold her face. “I am so sorry.” I didn’t know what else I could say. “I can understand if this means I can’t be Luna, or your Mate,” Mira said, taking my hand away. “The Pack needs strong leadership, not a fraud like me.”

They stripped her of her title. Branded her a traitor. Left her to rot in the forbidden lands. But Mira Wyrmblood didn't die. She rose. From the ashes of betrayal and exile, she built an empire. Now known to the world as The Cyber Empress, she’s no longer the discarded Luna, she’s the woman who owns the game board they once played her on. And she’s not done. When Mira steps into a high-profile gala three years later, all eyes are on her, including his. “Yo—you look like my ex-wife,” “No,” she smirks, brushing past him, “I look like the ghost of your greatest regret.” But just as she reclaims her power, fate throws her another twist. Not one

"Someone was gone." Mira's heartbeat had become a problem. She felt it in her throat, her wrists, behind her temples. "The deal," she said carefully. "The doctor. You said—" "I'll help Iris regardless." Quiet. Absolute. "That isn't leverage — it's just what's happening. What I'm asking for isn't a trade." A pause. "I'm asking you to trust me with the truth because I think it matters for both of us. I think we've been circling the same thing for seven years and I'd like to stop circling."

After returning home, I went straight to the basement without uttering a single word. When the last bit of light above my head disappeared, all I could see was darkness. According to what I'd read, a person could only be driven to the brink of death after going seven days without food or water. Thus, I hoped they would lock me up for seven days. That way, I should be able to bypass the system and finally die. Every day, I relied on the voices outside to determine the time. By the sixth day, I was already so weak from hunger that I could barely move.

Mira scoffed and Naniya could see the maniacal, jealous look on her face. With her side eye, she could also see the other maids who had stood aside, hiss silently in disapproval with the way Mira claimed Tyron as hers. But what could they do? They just had to continue snorting and hissing in silence. Mira was a demon. According to her friend who was the only that Mira mostly chatted with, Mira had been bitter since she was a victim of trafficking but she wouldn't believe that. Why would she pass her bitterness on others?

Mira raised her head, and looked at Ken with her arrogant face, "I can track where the traps are. They have underestimated me.” “They don't underestimate you. It’s a warning for something bigger than this. Did you forget they also have a witch? They set that trap because they knew, you would come here." "What should we do?!! Stay here and wait for them to attack?!” Mira pulled her hair. She couldn't take it anymore. She wanted to go in there and take that Dryad. To suck in her pure soul. She was very hungry. Nero shook his head. Mira was like a mad woman thirsting for blood.

she thought "Ariana. Say something. I need to be sure you're safe. And the twins too" the voice came out "Who are you," Ariana asked "It's Mira, your friend. Your mom asked me to track your location" Ariana hissed. "That's a lie. You're not my friend. If my mom wants to track us, she would have done that herself" "Ariana, It's Mira. Remember when we had to cross over the fence to the Red Witches Coven to get the cure for my rashes?. Did you remember how we got caught and you agreed to stay with them for as long as we get the cure?"

Everyone turned toward the voice and saw Mira standing at the center of the sacred grounds, dressed in an exquisite gown. She was stunningly beautiful, radiant, and exuded a natural nobility, as if she were the embodiment of the Moon Goddess herself. It was impossible to look away. But her words were even more shocking than her appearance. Torin was the first to react. He quickly stepped forward, asking Mira in confusion, "Mira, why did you call Aris 'Mom'?"

Mira dragged the scythe lazily as she approached them. Another fight broke between Mira and the Knights of Death. Cohen forced himself to shift and helped Mira. His allies quickly joined the battle to eliminate all the Knights of Death before they could escape. From the corner of Mira’s eyes, she spotted Trinity was healing Alistair’s wound. Mira swirled in a circle a few times, creating momentum for the scythe. Then, she let go of the scythe, and it went directly towards Trinity, impaling her against one pillar.

“What do you think?” James crossed his arms. “I believe her. If this works, it could save lives.” With that, father nodded slowly. “Then make sure she gets what she needs.” **** **** By evening, everyone was ready. The materials had been gathered and laid out in the middle of the pack house yard. A few curious warriors stood around, whispering. No one could believe that Mira, a fifteen-year-old girl was about to do something this powerful. She stood in the center of a chalk circle she had drawn. Around her were small bowls of herbs, crystals, the bowl of water, and four black candles at each corner of the circle.