Miranda Cooper Novels & Stories

“Entirely. You’ll show up, you’ll smile, you’ll answer questions, and you’ll behave exactly as I would. Consider it a rehearsal in dignity, Mrs. Cole. You still have eight days.” Miranda exhaled slowly. “Fine,” she said, voice clipped. “I’ll go. But I won’t enjoy it.” “You don’t need to,” he replied, voice flat. “Just perform. That’s all I require.” She hung up and spent the next hour preparing. Every hair, every line of her dress, every polished heel calculated to perfection. By the time she left, she looked like Adrian Cole’s wife indeed, not the woman he had ignored, not the woman who had finally grown indifferent, but the public version of her he insisted the world see.

"You will use my hundred million dollars to enter Julian's social circles. You will play the role of the wealthy investor he desperately needs to save his sinking company. You will make him fall in love with you. And while he is busy trying to romance you, you will secretly drain his bank accounts, destroy his contracts, and bankrupt every single person who helped him put you in this room." "And how long do I have to do this?" I asked. "One hundred days," Silas said. He reached out and tapped the screen of the black smartphone. The screen instantly flashed to life. A bright, glowing red digital countdown clock appeared, the numbers ticking backward with a relentless, rhythmic pulse: 99:23:59

Not having a thing to say, I kept quiet in my seat and ate calmly. "Hmmm." She nodded reluctantly and took a sip of wine. "So Mira..." She started but I was quick to cut in. "Mila!" I supplied, and she looked at me questioningly. "My name Ma. It's Mila." "Hmmm, I see." She noted, before she continued. "So Mira, what social class do you belong?" "What?!" I asked caught off guard. I clearly understood what she had asked but her question was...... so.... materialistic! Plus! the fact she had still called me 'Mira', considering my clarification had gotten me.

She was in New Jersey, at a meeting for Clair Industries, Mira also made millions before turning seventeen, and with my help as always, she was on her way to billions now, along with Josh. "She looks so comfy" Mira says, breaking our conversation to look at Quinn, chatting with Elijah and putting on a show. "Watch this" I say getting up from my chair. I walk over to them, catching the eyes of Elijah, he watched with curious eyes as he sat there with Quinn, he looked so miserable, but I guess he had such a big heart, he couldn't just get up from her presence. "What do you want?" Quinn asks, glaring at me through her lashes,wow, natural ones today.

Miranda rolled her eyes with a smug grin splitting her pink-stained lips, "You're so adorable when you're all worked up. Gunnar is a blessed man and I hope he knows it. But what did the asshole do wrong now?" "Only you would call a man like him an asshole," Tory cut her sister a glare. "I think she takes advantage because she's married to a psychopath," I deduced but, to be honest, Miranda was a fierce woman. She proved it the day I walked in and found a dead body at her feet because she had saved herself when she was kidnapped, not waiting for someone to rescue her like some damsel in distress.

No, not yet. "I'm sorry for not introducing myself. I'm Cooper and he is Dexter." Cooper is a bold guy with bright green eyes, he is like a golden retriever kinda boy and Dexter is the opposite of him. Dexter is like a bad boy with his dark hair messed up and dark brown eyes. They both are like forests and the ground. "I'm Mireya!" I smiled and shook their hands.

she said, shaking out her mane of white hair, stray twigs, and leaves falling to the road. "A pleasure to make your acquaintance. My name is Miranda, and I am the Beta of this here pack. Also, you're under arrest." "Under who's authority!? Pelham sputtered. "Why the Luna of the Opal Hill," Miranda raised her arms and twirled around, the poncho she was wearing flapping in the breeze. "Why the master of the very hills you're currently standing on." "Oh," I offered intelligently. "'Oh,' indeed," Miranda winked.

“Oh, I KNOW Miranda wanted to destroy me, but she’s always been very focused on money at the expense of everything else. I think that’s why she’s doing this, why she’s effectively trying to screw the American public out of what I want to do for them – because she wants to make billions of dollars, no matter what the cost is in human lives.” “Okay, well, let’s talk about these photos – who is this mystery woman? The reports say her name is Lily Ross – ” Connor’s face set almost imperceptibly. “That’s correct, but I’d really appreciate it if you leave Lily alone. You can come after me as much as you want, but she’s an innocent victim in Miranda’s and my parents’ plot to try to destroy my plans

“I suppose. But i still love him what am I supposed to do,” “Find someone better, someone that's going to treat you right and would never cheat,” I tell her and she rolls her eyes. “Not with the men these days,” She mutters. “My friend Sierra just married the love of her life and he's a great guy,” “She's lucky,” She says, taking the remaining liquid in her glass and downs it. She motions to the waiter for another one. “So where are you from?” “Chicago, you?” “Isla Martago, “

“I called Doctor Griffin for Audrey -” Miranda's unwavering demeanor and the air of authority she exudes do not go unnoticed by Richard. He has long admired her confidence and beauty, finding himself drawn to the strength and charisma she possesses. Despite harboring a secret crush on Miranda, he has never dared to confess his feelings, bound by the unspoken rules of family loyalty and the knowledge of their shared bloodline – she is, after all, an Ashford by blood, his cousin by familial ties.