Priceless Miranda Silver Novels & Stories

He was a medium-sized man with short gray hair, Cartier glasses, and a $10,000 suit. “Connor,” he said as they shook hands. “Rob. Is she here?” “Oh yes.” Schilling led the way to a glass room where Miranda sat at a table with her fleet of lawyers. She was strikingly beautiful in a crème designer skirt suit. Her blonde hair was arranged in a flawless chignon, revealing her elegant neck and highlighting her sculpted cheekbones. She looked like Grace Kelly, if Grace Kelly could look like she’d cut out your heart with a butter knife.

She cooed and look at Bellona curiously, like she couldn’t understand why her eyes held so much pain. “Alvar,” she whispered, kissing her forehead. Then she looked up at Silver. “She is beautiful, isn’t she?” she asked, smiling, but in her heart she was grieving. Silver held in his tears, nodding his head softly. Then a presence joined them in the room. Bellona looked up, and it was Mira. “We have a deal, your majesty, ‘’ she said, outstretching her hand for the pup. “No, just one more minute,” she said, turning around and clinging to her tightly. Silver knew immediately it was the woman that was coming for her.

That, or he stayed silent instead of giving into Lily’s delusions. Miranda stands from the couch. She runs the palms of her hands over the skirt of her dress, flattening any wrinkles that form in the fabric. My eyes take their time examining her body. She looks magnificent in her dress. The dark purple color compliments her complexion and it matches her bright green eyes. My breath gets caught in my throat and I have to tear my gaze off of her before she catches me looking. “I’ll get going,” Miranda breathes out. “No!” The word escapes my mouth before I can stop it. We face each other and I have to tell my body to breathe again. “I want a DNA test.”

"Right now, this territory is surrounded. You have one choice, Mira—come home to claim your birthright as my Luna, or watch your friends die." "She's not going anywhere with you," Rowan said, stepping protectively closer. Kane's eyes glittered with amusement. "But can Silverpine really stand against a coalition of five packs?" Mira felt something snap inside her—not breaking, but awakening. The Luna power that had been building since her reunion with Lucian suddenly roared to life, no longer a gentle shimmer but blazing silver fire that made the air crackle with energy. "You want to know which claim is strongest?" she said, her voice carrying otherworldly resonance. The power pulsed outward

Her source of income has been canceled, Melissa won’t be able to give her anything and Sapphire who has all the money is against her, it would be a disaster if her rank drops among her friends, she must find a way to do this right! --------------------- The Smiths stood in front of the tall, popular and fancy building that Miranda has a condo in, even though she shares it with her friend and the friend’s kid. It is such an irony that she had been staying in this building all this while, they passed it almost every time but never once thought anything of it, even though the daughter they had been looking for over a decade is residing there.

"But, ma'am, why do you have to do it? I don't get it..." Miranda let out a deep sigh. "I know you must think I'm a gold digger, but I was living a tough life at the time. I am a single mother with a three-year-old child and a sickly mother to care for. I was broke at the time, so Mr. Ford became my sugar daddy, boss, and mentor. I respected the man so much that I even fell in love with him." Miranda paused for a moment, trying to keep the tears from streaming down her cheeks. Then she opened her mouth to speak again...

She smiled dragging her motorcycle with her. "Oh.. princess by the week" Adam whispered. "Shut up, I'm not a princess" Miranda smiled lifting her motorcycle into the back of her truck kissing it. "Miranda..." Adam began . "Shhhhh, I get shivers when I hear my full name, it makes it look like my mom is lurking somewhere looking at me with her stern face.. 'A lady must never run nor climb and you are one' gosh.."Anda mimicked as she got into her truck.

“You listen.” “I am listening!” “No,” Mira says, calm as ice. “You’re arguing.” Frustration boils over. “It’s in my blood! How am I supposed to—?” “By remembering you’re not just your blood,” she cuts in, gentle but firm. “You’re your heart, too.” They push me until my muscles tremble and my mind feels scraped raw. Until the silver lashes out on its own and splits a stone straight down the middle. Silence crashes over us.

They dumped a bucket of foul-smelling water over my head while laughing. "Look at yourself, Stella! You don't deserve to be in the Cantrell family! Rosie is the actual princess of the Cantrells! Go back to whatever backwater place you came from, you hillbilly! "Next time, we'll strip you naked and show everyone what trash you really are!" Nicole Sanchez shouted and kicked the door hard, making me flinch. I smirked, waiting until they left before emerging from the stall, looking like a complete mess. After that, I grabbed my phone from the windowsill, ended the recording, and sent the video to the principal and Mike.

“Your father believes it was rogues. I believe it was something else.” I stood up. My legs were stiff from sitting so long. “What do you mean?” “Did you see the silver light, boy?” “Everyone saw it.” The memory hurt. Sera kneeling there, her power pouring out of her like a broken dam. Her eyes had been pure silver. Not the primal wolf-gold she used to have, not human. Something ancient, terrifying, and beautiful. Too weak. I had called her too weak. The Moon Goddess must be laughing.