Mother Miranda Face Novels & Stories

Both run out. “Marsha?” Mom smiles, running down the stairs. “Krista?” Marsha smiles. getting out of the car. “You look amazing. Is that Sophie Sol?” “Marsha,” Sophie waves with a smile. “Wow,” Marsha smiles. “The house looks almost the same as 19 years ago.” Mom and Sophie share a worried look. “Marsha, is this your daughter?” Mom asks, seeing Luna. “Yes, this is my Luna,” She introduces Luna to Mom.

Instead, he was looking at me with a hint of curiosity. The woman, whose hand Julian held, was dressed in a long, white dress. She had an elegant and gentle air, yet she was nervously tucking a strand of hair behind her ear under my scrutiny. Yohan noticed the way I was staring at Emily Walker. He then stood protectively in front of her. If I truly had lost my memories, I might actually believe that these people before me were a loving family of three. Julian tugged at Yohan's hand and whispered, "Since Mommy lost her memories, does that mean you guys can get a divorce now, Daddy?"

she continued, now addressing me directly, “was chosen by Damian. And now by me. You may want to remember that before you embarrass yourself further.” The silence that followed could’ve made history. Miranda turned on her heel and stormed out. Only the soft click of her heels echoed behind her. My mom leaned over, her voice barely audible. “I like her.” Morgan raised a brow. “I’m right here, Clara.” “I know,” Mom said unapologetically. “That’s why I said it.”

Confused she saw, a woman a very beautiful women, a woman that locked so much like. "Mom" Mira whispered very softly. The shock that she felt in her soul and inside of her heart was very visibility seen right on her face and she could not even hide the fact that she was physical shaking at the site of her mother. The woman whose face she had only seen on pictures, and only two pictures that her father had. She was the same women. And Mira looked so much like her mother Arora. The same black thick hair the same eyes, it was so strange still look at her right here.

The woman’s eyes bulged and she swallowed heavily. “Luna Eclipse?” she questioned, “Yes. I am Beta Elaine, we have come to offer our greetings and support to the Triple Goddess” “Oh my, you’re being serious?” she gaped. Elaine didn’t reply, only nodded once. The woman opened and closed her mouth a handful of times before she regained her composure. “Forgive me, I am Romeá, former Luna and mother to the new Alpha” she said finally. “Pleasure. This is Lunaya, Phoebe and Cleo over there” Elaine spoke, pointing to each of us.

Mom says before stepping back and looking at my mate encouragingly. Miranda visibly begins to shake as she steps forward but doesn't cower. Kratos goes on high alert due to her vulnerable state, and I clench my fists in response. I have no idea what horror I am about to hear, but from mom's description of Miranda's injuries, her abuse was terrible.

“You are the eldest daughter of the Quentin family. How could you have stooped so low as to become a mistress? How can you face our parents after becoming like this?” Upon hearing about her dead parent's name, Miranda recovered and got up from the floor. She looked at her former sister, and sarcastically said, “Oh dearest sister, how can you be so shameless as to still call them your parents?” She felt very disgusted at the fake sympathy embedded in the sneaky expression on Maya's face and she couldn't hide her irritation no matter how much she tries. She was even tempted to go up and slap the smudge expression on her face away like a dirty little lie should. However, she won't be able to do

asked Deons son " yes she is...she is the person who no one that has ever met her will ever be able to forget " " wow I never thought I'll get to see the legendary Celea with my own eyes" said Deons and Gina's child " honey do you think she'll recover?" asked Zhens mate " I don't know Miranda " responded Zhen while holding their 10 years old child " mommy this woman looks beautiful, is she a godess?" asked their child Miranda put a smile on her face and took the child from Zhens arms in hers

MARLON "Mom?!" Miranda exclaimed, astonished. I saw in a matter of seconds numerous feelings pass through her eyes; some that I couldn't describe, until they were suppressed, leaving nothing but a calculating coldness. "Pardon me, darling, what did you say?" asked my mother, looking between Manuela and my wife. I noticed at this moment that my stepmother didn't have that fake smile, her head was tilted in confusion; but I could notice a hint of surprise.

Almost funny. The cops showed up fast, wrapping the whole scene. Then Mom and I went back to the villa, both of us ready to face Miranda. We found her humming, prancing around in Mom's clothes. When she saw us, she froze, then screamed. "You—h-how are you—" Mom raised an eyebrow. "Still alive? Sorry to disappoint. Your benefactor, David, and the daughter you bought? They're not so lucky." Miranda's face turned gray. "No. No way. How did you—"