Mirio X Reader Novels & Stories

She took it, eyes not leaving Carolina’s face. "You sure?" Carolina whispered. Mira swallowed, hard. She shivered, then smiled, not so ugly now. "Yeah," she said. "I’m sure." Xander followed, licking the residue from Carolina’s finger, his tongue gentle and absolute. He looked at her over the rim of the jar. "You next."

"You have beautiful hair? What hair dye do you use? Is it mulberry?" Not understanding the question, Miro raised a shoulder and continued looking at clothes. A drawing of a female fisheri caught her eye, and she froze. "Always be a mermaid." The human term for her kind. Miro traced a finger over the cute sketch of a fisheri tail, liking the cheerful depiction. Except not an accurate description. Miro was a deadly hunter—a predator. Should she risk buying the shirt? After selecting one more t-shirt and two pairs of pants, the human led her to the counter. Miro handed over the currency and waited.

“The power she exudes rivals my own.” “That’s not possible,” Elora added with a hush as Mira approached, looking from one person to the other with a blank face. “I must say that I’m surprised to see you here,” Mira said simply. “Is this some kind of Alpha tour of the labyrinth?” “What are you doing here, Mira?” Xavier asked. She laughed a little, humorless. “I’m a book keeper, and I write journals. I come around here to get weekly updates for what I post on the papers. And well, to check the vault.”

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

How could I forget the man who gave me a new life and a home? “Kaira?” He smiled coldly opening the door. It was a motel at the end of the city. “Mira. Felix cut the crab”. I took a seat. He raised a brow and looked at me with surprise. “You didn’t lose your memory? What’s going on here?” He sat down waiting for an explanation. “Let’s say, I remember you. What are you doing in Free city?” I asked him. Felix looked at me and nodded sideways. “Mira, you know what I am doing here. I am here for you. I told you I don’t want to wait”. In his eyes, I saw need and desperation.

Xavier croaked. “I lied.” Mika zoomed in on the screen. “Wow… this is kinda beautiful. Like if death had an I*******m.” “Move or I’ll squirt ricin in your shampoo,” Miriam snapped, eyes still locked on the X-ray. After another excruciating beat, she exhaled sharply. “It’s clear. Now.” Without missing a beat, she pulled out a second syringe—this one thick and deadly-looking—and plunged it into the same site. “Extracting now.”

" Do you mean the one you keep inside your safe?" Xen waited no more. He ran towards what was supposed to be an office. He punched the numbers and slammed his hand over the scanner as the little safe flung it's door open. It was empty except for a little black notebook. " Mira! " Xen gasped as the word rolled effortlessly out of his tongue. He turned the pages as he kept chanting her name. The single name 'Mira' was scribbled all over and Xen kept calling her as tears dripped from his eyes seamlessly.