Miranda Lawson Novels & Stories

"You organized it alone and sent this girl alone. Told no one." "I wanted to do something useful—" "Then do something useful by answering my question directly." I kept my voice low but left no room for deflection. "Who is Mira? Where did you find her? And what did you give her this afternoon?" Lysandra looked at me. Then at Ken. Her expression was composed and perfectly still in the way of someone who had decided exactly how much they were willing to reveal. "She is a maid I recruited from the village. She's experienced and well-mannered. I thought she would serve Nova well." She adjusted the clasp at her collar.

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.

Julia’s POV “So you already signed custody papers, but now you want to file for full custody?” the lawyer asked. She was a good-looking woman, with her dark hair pulled back into a low bun and a sharpness to her face. She wore thick, black rimmed glasses and deep red lipstick. Her tailored black suit covered a blue silk blouse. For all intents and purposes, she looked exactly like what I imagined a professional, cut throat lawyer to look like. Her name was Miranda, and she was the best of the best, according to Mira. I’d called her that very morning from Mira’s house as soon as we’d finished breakfast. To my surprise, she’d been able to schedule me in that afternoon.

Miranda Lawson wasn’t your typical Cerberus operative. Although she was one of the Illusive Man’s most trusted lieutenants, she had no real problem with any of the other species of the galaxy. If she was honest, even her boss didn’t in the grand scheme of things. She was aware of his lovers, most of whom were asari. It was a secret very few knew.

I took a deep breath and released it slowly. "Do you know someone who works at the entertainment club?" I asked. I saw she was lost for a second and it seemed her body got tense. She shook her head. "No..." she shortly replied. She reached for a glass of water and drank it straight. She looked really tense. "There is someone who works at the entertainment club who lives in your village," I opened up and started eating again. "Do you know someone named Magda? She's a good friend of mine," I asked and glanced in her direction.

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.

Sika, was another one who wasn't there when I came because she had a visitor. Miranda was no different from Sika. Sika looked an awful lot like a Samoan. Her naturally tan skin, her dark eyes, the all black hair and tattoos said it all. Miranda was Latina. Your typical feisty Latina. She had long brown hair, pretty eyes but with a dangerous look planted on her face, letting you know, you shouldn't mess with her. Both of them actually.

She intended to demonstrate her prowess as the coach and turn the tables on her adversaries. Intrigued by Miranda's confidence, I took a step back and listened attentively as she unfolded her strategy. Miranda explained that instead of reacting impulsively, we would play along with the game that had been set in motion. By doing so, we would have the opportunity to expose our opponents' true intentions and ultimately reveal Miranda's true capabilities. With newfound determination, I agreed to trust Miranda's plan. I recognized that her strategic thinking and confidence would give us a significant advantage. Together, we will devise a counter-strategy that would not only protect Miranda's repu

Lady Langley instinctively felt that Miranda’s perspective was wrong but couldn’t find the words to refute her. What Miranda described was indeed the path most women followed. Yet, Lady Langley couldn’t bear to see such a bright, talented girl resign herself to hopelessness so young. Didn’t every woman have her dreams? She hoped Miranda could be the exception—beautiful, intelligent, and capable, perhaps she could find someone who would truly cherish her. But Lady Langley didn’t dare voice these thoughts. Knowing the harsh realities of the world, she feared that pampering Miranda too much now might harm her in the future.

Austin looked at me for a beat, reading more in my voice than I wanted to give. “Your girl,” he said quietly. “She did what they said?” I nodded. “Burned that bastard to ash. Without fire.” “Shit.” He blew out a breath and scratched the back of his head. “Then they’ll come for her harder.” “I know.” “Do you know what she is yet?” I hesitated. “She’s Elarian,” I said. “More than that—I think she’s the last.” Austin’s jaw tensed. “So all the stories are true.”