Novel & Cerita Miranda Cooper

But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams Danika Williams Everyone in the room stared at me as I smashed the third glass on the ground in anger. I hadn’t had proper food for 2 days. My mom, who was a former Miss Universe, controlled my life since I was a child. Nine years ago, when I was only 18 years old, she wanted me to be Miss Universe too but I was the runner up, which angered my mom, so much so that she didn’t let me eat for 5 days as a punishment.

"Mira, you need to be realistic. Michael Coleson is the son of the director of the most prestigious hospital in the city. You got to work there thanks to them and this is how you repay their favor? What you're doing is making us look ungrateful.” Anger surged through me. How could she say such callous things so easily? “I got to where I was because I'm a good doctor, Mother. Because I worked hard for seven freaking years. I deserve to be at that hospital based on my skills, not because of who I'm dating. Most importantly, I have no feelings for him anyways, so why should I accept his advances? ” I bit out. “You're being foolish, Mira. Michael can offer you a secure future. You'd be stupid to

"Except me." Miranda got dressed and told her followers to attack the Night Walker pack at dawn and wipe out all their rouges. She then left the mansion and drove back to town in her Lexus, parking at her usual spot. She took a cab to Sophia's house. Sophia was still grieving alone because of the statement Derick's made, she was sitting on the couch with tears streaming down her face. Miranda walked in and sat next to her, without knocking, pretending to be sympathetic. "About your parents, is there any news concerning their corpse?" she asked softly. Sophia just look at her, without saying anything, "I'm so sorry for your loss. Is there anything I can do to help?" She asked

As the figure came into focus, she let out a gasp of recognition. “Miranda?” *** Aurora's voice echoed in the crypt as she spoke to Miranda, "Miranda, what are you doing here?" Miranda's footsteps stopped and she looked up. Her eyes widened as she saw Derek too. As Miranda noticed Derek, her expression immediately turned skeptical. She took a few steps back, studying him with suspicion. After a moment of silence. It was clear that the presence of Derek, the same person who had caused her so much trouble, had stirred up emotions in Miranda. The memories of the past came flooding back, and she couldn't help but feel hesitant and wary around him. She tried to mask her emotions, but the look on

she jabbed him with her finger. "Come on. We kissed. What's the big deal?" Nigel wondered. "That's just it, Nigel. I'm Miranda Unity Whitmore. I'm a straight-A student. I eat lima beans for snacks and watch mushy movies and cry at their happy endings." "And so?" He asked confused.

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.

I bite at my fingernails instead of answering. --- POV: Kai Miranda wasn't surprised by any of us. Not when Nathan showed up angry. Not when Haley showed up asking. Every answer she gave sounded like she'd already rehearsed it for whoever walked through that door first. That's what stayed with me after we left. Not what she said. How ready she was to say it. I start with her name. Public records, old class photos, anything that puts a last name to a face. Miranda Cole. Twenty-one. No criminal record, no complaints, no reason she should even know Nathan's name.

Amer Len said to her. She looked at me and then back at him. "No. I wasn't expecting it." "We haven't told anyone yet." I squeezed her hand, hoping she would continue playing along. "Is there a reason your family wouldn't approve?" Amer Len asked. "My experience with Ms. Nichols has been very positive. She's intelligent and competent. And from what I can see, she's quite lovely. What more could a man want?" Great. Exactly what I needed—someone praising my assistant's physical appearance.

Miranda paced back and forth in the dimly lit room, her heart racing as she tried to keep her tears from falling. The weight of her decision was suffocating, and her chest tightened with every step she took. She glanced at Erick, her oldest and closest confidant, hoping he might have some way to ease the unbearable pain in her heart. But his face was set, his eyes focused. "You know what will happen!" Miranda snapped, her voice breaking under the pressure. "I already told you that! This isn’t just some story or legend. It’s real, Erick."

Miranda/Laila’s POV To be frank, I couldn’t understand why this man, Mr. Williams, was so insistent on making my life miserable. Ever since I walked into the Emperor’s Company as Laila, he had been an active conspirator with my stepmother, Hamilton, and her daughter, Mara. They were all set on ensuring I wouldn’t become the CEO. Little did they know, I was not just Laila; I was Miranda, and I was more prepared than any of them could imagine. Every word, every action they took against Laila before her untimely death, would be repaid tenfold. Today wasn’t just about taking control of this company—it was about serving long-overdue justice.