Paul Reed Smith S2 Mira Novels & Stories

The monitors glitched, the code freezing mid-line. Lena tensed. “Adrian—” “I know.” Mira spun to another console, typing rapidly. “They’ve found the signal. They’re trying to hijack the mirror sequence.” “Can you block it?” “Maybe. But I’ll need time.” I drew the pistol from my jacket and moved toward the window. Outside, through the rain, I saw the faint shimmer of headlights—two cars, no more than a block away. “Time’s running out,” I muttered.

“Mira, there's something about Nate. Mira gilded towards me with a sense of purpose, her presence commanding attention. As she turned the knob on the door, her eyes met mine, and a knowing smile graced her lips. I couldn't help but be captivated by her allure and grace. Dressed in her professional attire, Mira exuded confidence and elegance. The clicking sound of her heels against the floor echoed through the room, adding to the air of anticipation that surrounded us. She has been my attendant for over a year now, a trusted companion in my daily affairs. Her maturity and experience showed in every gesture. I gulped “Mira, I have a task for you,” I began, my voice laced with concern. “I belie

Mira's heart thumped against her chest vigorously as she jolted on the bed. Cohen woke up by her sudden movement. "Babe, what's wrong? Are you feeling sick?" Cohen asked, touching her forehead as if he wanted to feel her body temperature. Mira didn't answer him and rushed to the patio. She looked up at the sky, and her electric blue eyes changed to crimson red. Thousands of four-winged beings flying in the sky, swirling around as if they were waiting for their prey to come out.