Miranda Mass Effect Novels & Stories

CHAPTER ONE MIRANDA'S POV My heart pounded like a drum as I approached the colossal AD company's building, my hands trembling with fear. The Owner's notorious reputation for being merciless made my blood run cold, and I knew that confronting him would be a test of my bravery. Taking a deep breath, I shut my eyes and uttered a desperate plea, praying for a miracle. But as I stepped into the opulent hallway, my hope began to evaporate. The atmosphere was thick with apprehension, and I could sense a thousand pairs of eyes on me, each one more menacing than the last.

I wanted her life with Sam and our pup. “Not necessarily,” Miranda murmurs. Sarah looks at her in surprise. “It would be a lot for Sarah, but I believe it is why you are all a part of the Red Pine Pack,” Miranda says. “It is possible Sarah will be able to read the chip and relay information to someone who can document the information,” Miranda suggests calmly.

Miranda revealed, her confidence growing. Max's disbelief was evident. "Impossible," he muttered. Miranda called out, "Linda, are you here?" The smart TV on the wall flickered to life, and a voice emanated from it. "I'm using this Wi-Fi connection to communicate with you. Yes, I'm here to assist you, Mrs. Miranda." "Has Alex come back?" Miranda inquired. "Yes, Master has returned and has already started implementing the plan to win the Moon Goddess war. Reclaiming Multilink and Eclipse is among the top priorities, as desired by Miss Aurora," it replied.

Young’s message first, then placed a delivery order from a nearby restaurant. Looking toward Felix on the sofa, she said, “I’m going upstairs to work for a while. If the food gets here, could you get it?” “Of course.” Felix nodded. Miranda went upstairs with her water in hand. Her long hair fell loose all the way to her waist. Even though the fever had broken, there was still a trace of weakness in her steps, and her slender frame looked almost fragile beneath the loose T-shirt. And yet inside that seemingly delicate woman was a force strong enough to shake the frontiers of the world’s most advanced technology.

Miranda Newman "Seriously, Stan," I try once again to get my boss's attention. I think he purposely annoyed me. "I've already told you, Miranda, until you learn to control yourself, I won't let you go on another mission. We lost a lot last time because of your..." "I know, impatience," I interrupt, rolling my eyes.

Thunder rumbled in the distance, but all the electricity I felt was between our bodies as he pumped inside me, over and over, pushing me higher until I sat on the edge of the sweetest oblivion. He thrust deep, and I gasped as the spasm took over. My core quivered. My blood rushed like a hot stream of molten lava. I gasped and bolted upright. I wasn't in a field in Italy. I was in my bed. In San Diego. I had just had an erotic dream about my boss.

That was the only thing that kept ringing in Amira’s head, she didn’t care about all the other things Anna explained. When Anna was done talking she noticed Amira was lost and drops of tears fell from her eyes. “I’m sorry to bring such bad news to you my lady, but you have to know what is happening” Anna said trying to console her. In that moment Amira was heartbroken, not only was she heartbroken, she was consumed by hatred and anger. She had acted a fool of for a long time and to do what had to be done. She was bringing the old feisty AMIRA back and no one was going to stop her.

Maggie It was thick darkness. Only the sound of the rustling of leaves and creeping night insects could be heard. She glanced at her wrist watch, it was 9.02pm. But she stood there at the center of the large compound of St Patrick's Catholic church waiting, standing in front of her white Mercedes Benz, waiting for her meeting with the Medusa demon - the Vampire. They were two minutes late to the meeting, one she had arranged risking her very existence. The Vampire had contacted her demanding to know her status with the location of Fisheye. She had told them that she didn't have Fisheye, but she had something better - the flash drive! Hence, she set the meeting point and time.

"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.

Mira wiped off her tears, “pardon me, so sorry for making a mess. I can be really forgetful of my environment sometimes.” “No, it's fine. When one is hurt, it's best to cry, only then would it be known that you are in pain.” “Thank you so much.” She grinned at him. “I am Mira Madison.” “Declan Stolkhom. It's a pleasure to meet you.” She nodded, “I will take my leave now.”