Miranda Cooper Novels & Stories

“Where is Miranda?” ……

" 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.

So, Miranda immediately recognized Caspian as Willow's good-for-nothing husband. From her expression, Caspian knew she recognized him. After all, he saw the headlines that morning, too. He would probably be stuck with the title "the Stewart family's useless son-in-law" for a long time. "Mr. L-Lynch. Are you the new CEO of Southlake Corporation?" Miranda asked tentatively. Miranda had achieved her ambitions at a young age. She had become the vice president of Southlake Corporation in her 20s. Besides her exceptional capabilities, she was also a well-mannered woman.

She smiled softly, maintaining eyes contact with me. “I am sorry I lied” the board mumbled words to each other. “I didn’t introduce myself properly”. She took a break. And swiped to the next slide. It was a picture of Mira mixed up with her picture. At this moment, my mind played fast. I never noticed that she shared a slight resemblance with Mira till I saw the picture on the screen. “What if she is Mira?” It flashed through like lightning. “I am Mira Greg. The daughter of the founder, Abj ventures. The wife of Gerald Lead”. She looked at me proudly.

"You are just the one I am looking for Mira. The pack guards are looking for you. Meredith smiled. "What do.........?" I was about to ask but she replied instead. "You are under arrest, Mira, for breaking pack law and for murder." I glared at Meredith while Mira held onto my hands, squeezing it.

appearing partners. Miranda spent a major part of the entirety of her shift on her feet. Her routine mainly consisted of traveling between the bar and the right side of the club. She scarcely had the chance to speak with George, who also traveled throughout the club, greeting guests and entertaining friends. The only time Miranda managed to sit, was the quick thirty-minute lunch break, where she gratefully downed the fruits and bottle of water her aunt kindly provided earlier.

“I want him to beg, Alex. I want him to look me in the eyes and see the woman he tried to break. I want him to fear me.” Alex nodded, his own resolve matching hers. “And he will, Mira. He’ll regret every moment he underestimated you. But we do this right. No mistakes, no rushing in blind.” Miranda took a deep, shaky breath, her tears slowing. She wasn’t just a victim anymore—she was a mother, a fighter, and she was ready to reclaim everything Aaron had stolen. “Let’s make him pay,” she said, her voice steady. Alex smiled grimly. “We will.”

“What is it?” I stepped forward, hesitant but determined. “I know it might sound ridiculous, but… I saw someone. A man. In my mirror this morning. Grey hair, stormy eyes, but not old. He wasn’t just a reflection either—he was there. Staring at me. And then he just disappeared.” Aurora’s expression didn’t change much, but I saw it—just a flicker, a shift in her eyes. She wasn’t surprised. “Mirrors,” she said slowly, “aren’t always what they seem. Especially not to someone… awakening.”

then I watched her face change the moment the surname registered, her eyes sharpened, and she leaned forward and rested her elbow on her knee, “Westwood? Adrian Westwood?” “Yes.” “How?” she said it simply and directly, her eyes fixed on me, “How did Mira, our Mira, end up with Adrian Westwood? She left here and went straight to him? How does that even happen?” I reached over and pulled up the news article on my phone and held it out to her. She took it and stared at the screen for a long moment, the picture of Mira in a wedding dress beside Adrian. “How,” Julie said again, quieter this time, more to herself than to me.

I was lost in thought but Evelyn's words brought me out. “Ace! Ace! “ she called out. “I’m listening.” I said. She chuckled. “I thought you weren’t listening." She continues. "Miranda used to be among the top three but now she doesn't even come out around the top ten, it seems like her mother's departure from her life had affected her a lot and is still affecting her. She rarely does assignments from home, she always does it in class or sometimes she wouldn’t even bother.