Novel & Cerita Mira W

"Can't you see that? She's playing you, Nathan! She told you she'd help just to get back in your good graces. She doesn't care about Ava or Thorne or Kaelen. She only cares about herself and what she can get!" "That's not true." Mira finally spoke up, her voice quiet. Tears were rolling down her cheeks but she stood up straighter, meeting Briane's furious gaze. "Yes, I told Nathan I'd help. Yes, I have feelings for him. But that's not why I'm doing this. I'm doing this because I was wrong. Because I hurt people I care about. Because I need to fix what I broke." "Liar!" Briane screamed. "You don't care about anyone but yourself! You're a selfish, manipulative, backstabbing prostitute who sold

She slowly nodded, lowering her head. “Who is she?” Drago demanded. “She works at the house as Massimo said,” I answered. “Her name is Mira.” “And why…why is…she here?” he grimace. “Wh…what am I to d…do with a bloody ho…househelp?” “She is not just some househelp,” I said, glancing at the woman clinging to Dolcezza. “She is a Baldocchi Mole. She has been here for years now…” Both Drago and Massimo’s eyes widened in shock.

My name is Mirabelle, but my friends call me Mira for short, i'm barely seventeen and about to enter a new phase of my life, I just got admitted into the university of my dreams to study accounting which was not actually what I intended to study at first, but because that was where my mark in post utme landed me or I was not just so lucky....but I accepted to study it anyways because I was determined to leave the house, which I and my siblings called "cage house" funny right?

In the quietude of his room, with the soft hum of the night outside, Asher lay there, his tired body seeking reprieve, while his restless mind continued to navigate the labyrinth of emotions that Ezra's presence had stirred within him. On the other side of the night, in the quiet solitude of her room, Ezra sat in front of her mirror, eyes fixed on her reflection. Droplets of water trickled down from her long hair, evidence of the refreshing shower she had just taken. As she stared into her own eyes, a flood of memories from the reunion surged through her.

“ Emma step back! Something's not right. ” Mira cautioned, stopping her. “ What do you mean? ” Emma asks terrified. “ She... ” Mira turns away and bites her lips, “ she's infected. ” she said. There were actual tears of regret in her eyes for the first time in a very long time. “ She can't, that can't be true! ” Emma cries. “ Wait! How can you be sure? She could be just traumatized. ” Bituin says.

Mira. She was older than Lyra had expected from the node data—seventy at least, with white hair cropped short and kind eyes that held the wisdom of two thousand years of survival. Even in this terrible place, even after everything, she sat with her back straight and her chin raised. Fighting. Always fighting. "Mira," Lyra breathed through the door. The woman's eyes snapped open. She looked directly at the window, directly at Lyra, and smiled—a smile of recognition, of hope, of someone who'd been reached in dreams by a boy she'd never met.

I couldn't sense anyone there. I waited for him to stand up and mock me like he used to, yet nothing. I was horrified; there was no way I could have killed him with my wolf power. Sebastian was a strong wolf with a special healing ability. If I had attacked him with my wolf power, he should be healing by now. "What did I just do?" I groaned in frustration, trying to remember, but nothing came to mind. My name is Mira Constance, a twenty-year-old wolf, and today is my coronation day. Mother suggested I spar with Sebastian every day so that I could have full control of my powers.

she greeted, her smile was bright as the sun above the sky. Mira flinched in surprise and looked at her. "You really want to kill me do you?" she said then laughed quietly. Mira was beautiful. She has beautiful blue eyes, blue as a cloudless sky and long lashes that cast shadows in her cheekbones. Her cheeks were rosy white and freckles lined up in her long pointed nose making her look like a goddess. Her lips were full and rosy pink like the flower. She also has a nice complexion that really compliments her features. Her hair was curly like vines and she tied it up behind her head. Strands of curly hair escaped in her ear and strangle down, flying in the wind

“ Awn. Thanks. I love yours too. ” “ Thanks. ” “ If I may ask, you are still in college right? ” “ Yup, I am in my finals. ” Mira announced proudly. “ Oh wow. I finished college two years ago. ” Mira was amused by her sincerity. “ What course did you study? ” “ Music. ” “ You sing? ” “ Of course. Have you heard of Lisa Star? ” Her words made Miranda take a pause in shock. “ Don't Tell me. ” “ I am. ”

Mira stepped back with her hands trembling uncontrollably, her voice rising in a storm of rage and pain. “You think you’re protecting me?” she spat, her eyes blazing fire with her wolf snarling to get free. “You think caging me keeps me safe? You’re trapping me against my will, Alpha Elias! You’re no better than Alpha Kieran. You lied to me, hiding your true intentions all these days! You fucking liar!” The second warrior, Saria, stepped forward this time to grab her properly. “Miss, please, come with us,” she softly said, her hand hovering near Mira’s arm. Mira abruptly swatted it away, her voice turning sharper.