Miranda Books Novels & Stories

I finally manage to respond. Miranda nods, and we get unbuckled in silence. I feel awkward. I'm not her boyfriend, and she just lost someone close to her. I don't know how to behave. Her shifts in moods are throwing me off as well. "Just a heads up, Raine detests wolves. Primarily because of Bryan....maybe she just hated one wolf. Never mind, ignore that statement. My mind can't seem to focus on anything," Miranda says while fishing for a set of keys from her purse.

Mirra asked once again but I shook my head. "No big reason. I was just a bit curious." "Of course, My Lady." Mirra bowed her head before she picked up the tray and left my temporary chambers. I let out a sigh before I stood up and walked over to the small shelf filled with books. I reached for the recent book I was reading, a book titled Tales beyond the five Kingdoms.

Afraid that she might fall into an endless unconsciousness, she's trying hard not to think of anything at all about her and she just diverted all her attention to Euphemia. But just like how the sun sets every afternoon, she would constantly end her day with the question... ` Who am I? ` Her name is Mirage. But who Mirage really is? She's supposed to be the dead daughter of Alfonse and Miranda. She's the granddaughter of the business tycoon Augustus Esquibel. She's the cousin of Nicolo and Travis. She's the mother of Euphemia. She's the wife of....? And her head will start to throb that will cause her to panic inside. She will try everything to forget that thought over again. To save herself

“ 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. ”

“There’s something about this place and these people that doesn’t feel right. It looks like a normal place with normal people and normal amenities, but… I don’t know… I’ve been trying to figure it out. I won’t hand over the cure until I do.” “I’ve never voiced this before,” Kendra began, “but, don’t you think that it’s odd that the number of babies that are sent to their sister city in the earth for safety purposes far exceeds the number who come back? I mean, this place has a rather small population, if you ask me.” Olga looked as if she’d been slapped in the face as the implication of Kendra’s words struck home. “Did Rex ever pin Ari down for some answers?” Kendra shook her head. “They w

“Where is Miranda?” ……

PRISCILLA Something cracked against the back of my skull. Pain exploded white-hot behind my eyes. And then—nothing. --- When I opened my eyes, the world was spinning. Dawnlight filtered through towering stained glass windows, painting warm, drowsy hues across a big chamber. But it wasn’t any ordinary room. No—this was a library. Or something that used to be one. Floor-to-ceiling shelves towered around me, filled with books of every size and age, the kind you’d expect in an old European cathedral, not in the middle of rogue territory.

She was a bookworm and read all kinds of books. Most of the time she would hole herself up in her room and read all day. She was a studious child, but she tended not to socialize much. Of course, she had her own friends, but not that many. As a boy two years younger, Michael grew curious about his older sister. Every time he tried to talk to her, she would nonchalantly brush him off or say she was too busy to talk to a kid like him. Will was gentle and affectionate, so Michael didn’t seek his attention too much.

But instead, she pulled out a book of spells from her bag and began to read. The book was small enough to fit in her pocket, but its contents were vast and ancient. While her classmates learned the arts of other crafts, Miranda preferred to delve into the secrets of her own. She pored over the pages, devouring the knowledge left behind by generations of witches who had come before her. And as she read, she felt a sense of belonging that she had never found in any club or organization. As Miranda sat lost in the pages of her book, she couldn't help but feel a nagging sense of unease. It was a feeling that had been creeping up on her ever since the arrival of the new Principal, Daniel Lockwood

"Coming?" "OK, let me at least pull on some proper clothes," she stated. She quickly slipped into a pair of jeans, a cotton t-shirt, and some comfortable sneakers. “Oh and I can’t forget this,” she said as she grabbed the knapsack with the Book of the God’s in it. “What’s taking so long?” Nigel yelled again from down below. Miranda grumbled as she slung the bag over her shoulders. Next, she clambered out of the window and took hold of Lazarus's hands. "Wow!" she said as the vampire floated back down to the ground. "That was awesome."