Monster Prom Miranda Novels & Stories

Miranda questioned, applying some collagen serum on her face as she sat in front of her dressing mirror. Maria stared at her mother's face through the mirror. She was trying to gauge if her mother was genuinely asking about her mate or was just trying to find faults. "Don't give me that look, Maria; if I wanted you to break up with your Romeo, I would simply command it, dear child. But do not fear, I've changed my mind; you can keep your sweet relationship with your wolfman," Miranda said, gently patting her skin to let her skin absorb the serum.

Queen Miranda was seen being involved in her fun as well as exciting conversations with some other queens from some other lands in the demons-realm. “Wow... Really? Does the famous urban-legend and so-called ‘myth’ in this demons-realm of ours turn out to be indeed true?” “Unbelievable... Marvelous... Amazing...” Queen Miranda was seen smiling proudly and also exuberantly. “Of course that’s true, Dear... One of my three daughters-in-law, our Princess Sumico, has figured it out, has found out the quintessential truth lying behind that famous urban-legend and so-called ‘myth’...”

Thanks to the moon goddess, my fears are over. ‘How could you say so?’ Miranda asked. ‘I would have commanded it to happen if they had not wanted it to come back together.’ Really? ‘Yea. I came here to help you both get mated and rule over the packs. Your feelings won’t ruin my plans.’ She finished off by lowing on her nails as if they were freshly done. It seems it was Miranda’s turn to be the clown. ‘I am with you on this one Miranda.’ Jissa interjected. ‘Both of them will never spoil our plans to be maids of honor and aunties to the future heirs.’

To take note, Miranda never called me for either simple brunch or snacks yet. In the lounge, I saw a dignified woman, probably in her late twenties, talking to Miranda. They were both facing the beautiful garden. so they didn't really see me coming. "This fated mate of the king, is she really a kid?" A kid?! "She's nineteen, so yeah, she is a kid!" Excuse me?! "What could the moon goddess be thinking? She wants Shadow Rock to fall into the hands of an imbecile wolfless queen?!" "Exactly my thought!" Miranda seconded, making my eyes squint. "Ms. Serena told me you already know what to do!"

she suddenly spits out, her eyes glowing with a sinister light. “What… how?” I stammer in shock, letting the sound of running water drown out her words. Miranda’s face darkens. Her lips curl, and the tenderness and playfulness she usually wears in her eyes vanish completely. “It’s almost time, you know…” she murmurs in a hardened, chilling whisper. “Your disgusting little wolves will disappear from the face of the Earth.” “What’s wrong with you, Miranda?” I shout over the running water and dirty dishes. “Haha, you know me… I just like being scary,” she replies, the color returning to her cheeks.

Lloyd joined me. “Yeah,” The woman nodded. “I heard Lena was kidnapped by the Alpha of the Teman pack, I didn’t believe it at first, until I heard he had Zack Biko.” The woman looked at Lloyd. “You must be Miranda,” he asked. “The actual Miranda Kimber.” “Yeah, that’s me… wait! Why did you say the actual Miranda?” I hesitated, glancing briefly at Lloyd. “We may have met a fake. But she looks nothing like you.”

Queen Miranda explained. “So why do we have to save her? And would the effect of her weakness shows here while we do not have connections.” Jessica questioned. “Answers to that you will know later.” Queen Miranda said as she instructs them to stand adjacent to each other. She begins to cast some spell to the mystic mirror while fire emanates from the mirror. “What is happening?” Emilia questioned. “She is taking us for an enemy, I'm trying to infiltrate into the web she had created to protect herself. But I'm receiving backlash.”

What do we do? But for the first time, she had no answer. Every path led to ruin. The core struggle was absolute: surrender to the monster and save the broken brother, or defy him and condemn them all to a hell of their own making. The office door swung open again. Miranda stood there, holding a sleek digital recorder. Her face was pale, but her hand was steady. “I’m afraid,” she said, her voice clear as cut glass, “that there is a third option.” She pressed play.

Rubby’s POV. I came back from the gym to meet my parents standing in front of the tv like they have seen a ghost. “Mom?” I walked closer and caught a glimpse of the screen. “Abj’s new CEO reveals her true identity. Mira Greg”. I cleaned my eyes to make sure I was seeing properly. Like a wind, it struck me. “I have waited for this,sister”. “What in Free city is this manipulation”. I yelled. “Mom, she is Mira”. I almost lost balance.