Monster Prom Miranda Novels & Stories

Two large ones moved forward, gripping Miranda's arms as she shrieked. "SHUT UP! WHEN REBECCA GETS OUT, SHE'LL KILL YOU ALL!" Miranda screamed, thrashing wildly. "LET GO OF ME! I WANT THAT OMEGA DEAD! TOM! TOM, SAVE ME!" She turned toward her mate, Elder Tom—who hadn't moved from where he stood near the tree line. But he didn't come. He turned his back on her. And just like that, Miranda Rivera was dragged from the stage, kicking and screaming, her voice slowly fading into the distance.

she said, shaking out her mane of white hair, stray twigs, and leaves falling to the road. "A pleasure to make your acquaintance. My name is Miranda, and I am the Beta of this here pack. Also, you're under arrest." "Under who's authority!? Pelham sputtered. "Why the Luna of the Opal Hill," Miranda raised her arms and twirled around, the poncho she was wearing flapping in the breeze. "Why the master of the very hills you're currently standing on." "Oh," I offered intelligently. "'Oh,' indeed," Miranda winked.

"You don't get it do you, I erase everyone who's ever involved with him and I can see you're over involved with him, such pleasure it will be killing you in his presence, that feeling alone is more painful than death" "You promised!".Xayne roared getting to her feet. "Did I?, Oh I don't remember that take her". "Don't touch me, I got my legs". She resisted. "Keep an eye on her, if she tries to run, stop her". Miranda said. "Yes boss". They replied. Miranda's eyes became blue and she whooshed out of sight. "Oh my God!". Xayne exclaimed seeing it this time. She couldn't believe all that was happening, it was like she's in another world.

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.”

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.