Miranda Collins Novels & Stories

Miranda completely went berserk. A wild, unhinged screech ripped from her throat as she began screaming a torrent of vile insults and curses at the fellow before she could even think about the public relations consequences. “Turn it off! Oh my God, turn it off! Stop looking at me! Stop filming me! Delete it! DELETE IT! Somebody take his phone! Security! SECURITY! You disgusting little rat! You will regret this!!!” “You son of a bitch! How dare you record me?! Are you out of your damn mind?!”

This one was more mature. “Good evening, please I would like to make a payment for a patient. Her name is Collins, she’s six years old and she has just been diagnosed with stage one leukemia. How do I make a deposit for her treatment?” He asked. “Oh! Okay sir. I’m very sorry to hear about her.” She said before going on to explain the costs of her treatment and the amount of deposit that can be made for treatment to commence. After a while, they were done and he had made a deposit of one hundred thousand dollars for the first treatment and a few other things.

Mellana questions the woman in the front door. “Mom? I thought she was your sister!” I exclaim. “Morgan?” Mom calls her. “Melissa!” Mellana’s mother answers with enthusiasm and runs towards my mother, and both women hug each other. “Oh, my Goddess! It’s been so long we’ve seen each other.” The woman named Morgan says. “It’s been way too long.” My mom agrees. “Are you the one responsible for setting this all up for us?” “Guilty.” Morgan laughs. “I moved some chopsticks to find out where you'd be staying since someone told me they were going to protect a girl named Pandora.” She says looking at her daughter with a smirk.

"Hi, sorry to interrupt, but Andreia is on line one and wants to talk to you, Miranda. Apparently, it is urgent." If it was urgent, it could only mean one thing. "Put her through," I said, pushing Marlon away. I jumped up and was already taking the phone off the hook with my heart racing. "Hey, what is up?" I asked. "Hi Miranda, I need you to come here, like. NOW." "Huh? Why?" "Why? For nothing, I just found one of Manuela's ex-lovers." HOLY SHIT! That was the best news I heard all morning!

" Is there really something very implicating that we could use against her?" I smiled, slipping an envelope on the desk. The exact one the driver's widow had given to me in exchange for a favor. Her eyes lit up with curiosity, her hands trembling as she unsealed it with her finger nails. She pulled out a number of newspaper clippings, few faded photos. She covered her lips with her hands, letting a small laugh in excitement. "Aren't these...... paper articles of the popular 'Car accident ' that occurred over eleven years ago when Irina was just debuting as an actress?." - Her breath hitched as she spoke without a break.

"No. No way. How did you—" I cut her off, stepping forward. "Doesn't matter. What matters is you'll be doing life for grand theft." The cops marched in to cuff her, but Miranda wasn't going down quietly. She grabbed a fruit knife and lunged, shrieking like a banshee. "My husband is Sinclair Corp CEO! My daughter's the Sinclair heiress! You can't arrest me!" A gunshot rang out. Blood bloomed across Miranda's chest, and she crumpled. The woman who spent her whole life scheming didn't even realize attacking a cop would get her killed. Poetic, really.

The Red Room is my only salvation to save me from becoming a berserk Alpha. I sit on my new chair, close my eyes, and feel the comfortable leather. This is good. Suddenly I smell vanilla and dew grass scent getting closer and stronger. I know who is about to come in, so I swiftly grab any file from my desk and pretend to read it. I see it's a cosmopolitan magazine, the cover page has a photograph of Madonna kissing some model, who is one-third of her age. I sense Ethan inside my cabin but one thing that catches not only mine, but also my wolf’s attention is,

" Come on Miranda it's your turn now,is it a truth or dare." Ava shouted in the loudest of her voice. The group of four besties were having the night of their life. Miranda Lambert, CEO of the Lambert group. Ava Adams, The country's top model with the highest fan base. Lucia Mendez, the country's sought after designer and Stacy Carl's,the CEO of Hope group of hospitals and a world wide famous surgeon. " Dare!" Miranda made the choice she would regret in less than 12 hours.

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She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.