Miranda Carr Novels & Stories

“My goodness, you scared the life out of me!” Aunt Caroline was a short and plump woman in her mid-forties. Her hair was always dyed blonde because she took after her idol Madonna. She kept her face hidden with all the cosmetics she covered it. The only time she was seen without her make-up was when she applied facial mask. “Aunt Caroline? What’s got you all fired up?” Yet inside Ellaine’s head she was still thinking about the empty town and the huge tree. “You were having a bad dream!”

Leo reached for me with his hands, his own eyes flashing Scarlett rushed in from a corner. “They cannot hide much longer!” She yelled, her voice shaking. “Those pups are too strong. I hope rogues will not find them out any time soon Then… as if Scarlett’s words called the devil, I smelled danger before I saw the harbinger. Cassandra. She walked in without knocking, feeling proud as usual, her dress looking too fancy for the ‘dirty Omega quarters’ I was. Her sharp eyes were flipping around the room until they stopped on the cribs.

Her eyes caught sight of Eduardo standing behind me, and her concern shifted instantly. “Woo-hoo!” she said. “So the rumors were true!” She walked toward me and entered the cabin. “Hola, amor a la mexicana,” she said joyfully. “Soy Miranda,” she introduced herself. “It’s a pleasure, ma’am. I am Eduardo Garcia, Miss Arquette’s chief bodyguard,” he said with all due formality. “Oh, believe me, the pleasure is mine,” Miranda said in a flirty tone. I pressed my face into my palm, desperately.

It's better to let them think I'd let what they did to me slide and do something awfully terrible to them later. Miranda is infront wearing a black vintage shirt, white denim shorts, black boots and dark shades. Her long black straight hair was blew by the breeze. Boys collide into each other, few whistled, slam their lockers shut with a loud thud, while the rest where ogling as she confidently catwalk pass them.

Charli D’Amico never expected to become the captive of a Syndicate kingpin. Elijah Holder is the Head of the Snake. Ruthless, powerful, and feared by everyone who knows his name. He is her captor. She should hate him. She should want nothing more than to escape. Instead, Charli falls hopelessly in love with the man holding her prisoner, pulling her sisters into a world of dangerous men. Because sometimes the most dangerous man in the room is the one who makes you feel safest.

Sara’s other health problems were also left in the past. Sara grew into a beautiful young woman, with long black hair, long legs, and a full figure. Just like her mother, she never failed to attract attention wherever she went. Can you guess what profession Sara chose? She was studying plastic surgery and was quite a successful student. But for now, let’s go back to Magdalena. Magdalena… A young woman full of life, energy, hope, and sexual desire. The same woman who had committed horrific crimes, who had arranged for her lover to kill her husband, then killed her lover herself, dumped their bodies into a ravine, and burned them both.

"Hi, you! Go get me some cold juice," Miranda ordered Ella, who hurriedly walked away from Ella in the swimming pool. Miranda sat chewing some gum while pressing her phone. She just created an I*******m account some days back and she had some influx of followers already. Especially since her profile stated that she was the fiance of the Young CEO and the daughter of the director of the powerful company in Denver. She ensured for the past few days she took impeccable pictures to post on her I*******m account and this boosted her ego more.

“ 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. ”

Miranda cut him off and quickly walked toward the door. Sawyer glanced at the sign beside the door and couldn't help but read aloud, "Infinity Lab." He returned to his car and immediately pulled out his phone to search for related information. "Established in… Initiator… Current academic achievements…" He knew Miranda was exceptional. After all, she was a graduate student from Bedford College and earned her place through sheer talent. But he never imagined she was this capable. She had her own lab, spearheaded new projects, and published many research papers with impressive impact factors.

She didn’t want anyone at all to find out where she was going, at least not until she’d accomplished her mission. Miranda is a witch! She’s bewitched alpha Damian, Katrina is sure of it because that’s the only possible explanation as to the odd choices he’s been making lately; releasing the prisoner, marrying her instead of executing her, everything! She knows the alpha is not in his right mind and she’s going to prove it to everyone. She’s going to expose Miranda and send her back to wherever she came from, or even make sure she’s executed for sure this time, then she’ll be out of their lives for good!