Miranda Cosgrove Relationship Novels & Stories

One could tell that indeed she had a solid plan that could be the beginning of her wins. "I'll make sure that you don't win over me this time vivian. while trying to destroy our relationship, I'll give our bond strength, and our love shall prevail." She muttered so confidently to herself. NEXT DAY. Miranda walked up to Elena's room, and without knocking she got in Elena who had perceived her scent and knew it was her didn't bother to get mad. "Isn't it too early?" She asked in a groan dropping the magazine she held in her hands and turned to see Miranda dressed in a wine colored gown.

She hesitated for a moment but eventually agreed, and within a few moments, she was undressing in front of me, showing a glimpse of her breast. "Wait, loverboy," she said with a smile. I was about to take off my shirt when my phone rang. I had planned to ignore it, but I was worried it might be about my sister, so I answered. "Hello?" I asked, seeing that it was a call from our home number. "It's... Miranda," Miranda answered, and I had to stop myself from cursing because she was the last person I wanted to talk to. "What do you want?" I asked coldly.

Her nose wrinkled from the sickly-sweet scent of the deceased soldiers. "Thank you," she uttered gratefully in a hoarse whisper and rubbed her sore wrists. Alpha Gray laid Mira's limp body on the solid forest surface. Marigold rushed to her side and removed the gag, and gently stroked Mira's wild red curls away from her dirty face. "I thought you worked for the Rogues?" Miranda grumbled. She sounded profoundly affronted. "I did, but only to keep her safe," Marigold glanced tenderly at Mira. "She's my half-sister, you see."

A shadow of hatred passed over Miranda’s face, but she didn’t say anything more. “Connor,” Mr. Schilling said, “this is highly irregular. As your counsel, I strongly suggest I remain in this room.” “Don’t think of it as highly irregular,” Miranda said. “Think of it as a timesaving measure.” The slightest of smiles graced her perfect lips. “Or, if you prefer, as a belated wedding gift to your sister-in-law.” Oh, yeah. I forgot to mention something. Miranda had married Connor’s brother Vincent. She was family now.

“But what about Curtis, your perfect boyfriend, my leftover…'' I asked, voicing my thoughts, laughing softly when her eyes widened and shut in fury. Oh, she was really angry now, and the joy that gave me was unexplainable. “Cmon sister, don’t tell me you guys are already broken up…'' I mentioned, teasing her, even thought of poking her with a finger, but at the last moment, decided to let it go. I was still curious about her second reason for disturbing my sleep. “We will soon be. And don't go telling him that. Not that he will listen to you though.” Mirianda said, and I shrugged. It was none of my business what they did to each other. I was over Curtis already, totally over him; perhaps tha

When he finally got the clear message from Kaiden to stay clear of Chesca, he'd gone after Miranda, Kaiden's old girlfriend. She'd seen some good in him, heaven knows what, and they'd grown close. But their relationship had gone south, and Miranda had come to Chesca one night distraught over how much Caleb was pressuring her. It was in everyone's best interest to send the amorous male packing. "You should just leave before any trouble—"

I was a goddess. Until that night. That damn night when I messed up everything. The Monroe case. The bastard managed to shake me by bringing up my family situation. I shouldn't care, but I hesitated for a second, and a second was all he needed to escape. I shake my head, trying to control my thoughts and the tightness in my chest. This is not the time to lose composure, Miranda. I repeat to myself as I finish getting dressed. Soon I'll be a married woman. That wasn't my original plan, but here I am, getting ready to meet my "fiancé."

“Well, you know... being here. With Logan. And now Miranda. It’s just so... messy, isn’t it? Aren’t you exhausted? I know I would be.” I closed my eyes slowly and gritted my teeth. I refuse to let this brat get under my skin. “If you have something to say, Candace, just say it. Stop dancing around the topic like a coward.” Her smile faltered. It was as if her fake mask of concern had been taken off, but she quickly recovered. The smug look on her face was back. She leaned in closer to me, her voice dropping to a whisper. “Miranda,” she said slowly, savoring the name, “is Quinn’s first love. Did you know that? Did he ever tell you about her?”

How long have you two been a thing? "Six months," Miranda said with a shy smile. "I wanted to be sure it was real before telling anyone." Naomi nodded approvingly. "He seems decent, just know, if he ever breaks your heart, I’ll destroy him." "Same," I added, Rachel said walking past. Even Leah had a moment with her in the guest bathroom. By the time we were all done, Miranda was overwhelmed with love and advice. But we realized something important that night: She was growing up.

she asked after a short silence. “Yes, he told me he got off work early because he was feeling well and is with Rowena, but I didn’t tell him I am with you, you two will deal with each other when we get home.” “And by the way, I thought I saw someone I knew in the lobby, Miranda. What the hell was she doing here?” “Oh, you know she is a Luna, right?” “Yeah, I heard that girl just got lucky. She was Kai’s fuck buddy or do we way friends with benefits? Then they confess their feelings and he dies a few weeks later, and then she just gets selected as Ryder’s mate? Wow! Just wow. She must be lucky.”