The Second Life Of Mirielle West Novels & Stories

I thrashed desperately against the invisible force pinning my wrists and ankles to the mattress, straining with every ounce of strength I had left, but my body refused to obey. I couldn't move an inch. “Why?” Mirrielle's voice came out small, hollow, and completely devoid of human emotion, like a controlled puppet operating on dark, invisible strings. “Why does he look at you like you're his air?” She began to move slowly toward the edge of the bed. Step by painful step, her boots dragged across the sleek hardwood floor. As she drew closer, the rich amber of her eyes bled away, consumed entirely by pitch black as the fox spirit's compulsion took full root in her mind.

Elara demanded, her knuckles white as she gripped the vase. "I’m your neighbor. And your first lesson," the woman said, stepping into the light. She held up a keycard identical to Elara’s. "I'm Mira. Level 3. I’ve been in this 'Renaissance' for three months. I started exactly where you are—dumped, broken, and looking for a handout." Mira walked toward the kitchen, ignored Elara’s defensive stance, and poured herself a glass of water. "Julian Sterling’s ex, right? I saw the tabloids. He really did a number on you. You look like you’d break if someone sneezed too hard."

The figure glowed and was surrounded by fire. "I'm sorry! I want to repent! Give me one more chance, God! I promise I won't worship anyone else. Forgive me, God! Forgive me! I'll do anything as long as You give me a chance!" Ansel shouted, tears streaming down his face. Suddenly, Ella appeared. Her body covered in blood. The woman's face was pale. Ansel stared in horror as Ella's body was struck by a giant hammer and shattered into pieces, but then she was whole again.

“You will either marry Caspian or Arnold. Our shipping business needs the protection of the Falcone family.” Suddenly, a familiar voice rang clearly in my mind. ‘This time, I’ll make sure I choose the perfect husband first.’ I snapped my head toward my sister, Leia. She was gracefully smoothing her skirt, a sweet, flawless smile on her face. However, what I had just heard… Was that her inner voice? ‘In my last life, I married that violent lunatic Caspian and lived in fear every single day. This time, I’ll take the gentle Arnold, and Elysia shall suffer instead.’

"And she’s going to use it to kill us. If we don't find, she will use him to take your throne." Ricardo stared at me for a long time. The silence in the room was heavy. Finally, he nodded. "Fine," he whispered. "But once I tell you, there’s no going back. You’ll be part of the secret forever." "I’m already part of it," I said, thinking of the red laser dot on Maria’s chest and the golden eyes in the woods. "I’ve been part of it since the day I stepped into this mirror." I sat on the bed, my heart ready for the truth. I knew that the next few hours would change everything. The "Mirror of Malice" was about to show us a face we never expected to see.

I went to her side right away; gave her a hug I was glad that she was alive. When I broke the hug, I could see that she had a confuse look on her face. Then I took notice that her fur was shining. I notice everyone was looking at her, I told her I will show her. I took out my phone, and place on the camera I pointed it to her directions. So, she could see for herself, once she saw her reflection, I can tell she had questions, especially the mark that was now on her forehead. Mileena shifted back this time she still had her clothes on. A Few minutes later the elders approached then Elder Vernon told Mileena that she was destin for greatness.

Jack finished his order for 2 Trellis stands, 2 hanging frame and the 2 adjustable stands while Mira finished all her orders as well as the second blanket. As Friday neared, the anxiety in Mira’s heart was also growing. She decided to take a dip in the hot spring to calm her anxious heart on Thursday after finishing the second blanket. As she relaxed, her thoughts wandered through her previous life… she wondered why she had not met Almera in her previous life. As the future duchess of Amberton, surely, she should have heard something… Her mind muddled through her memories before it stopped at one at that been tucked away as one without any significance since other than Jason, nothing mattere

PART TWO -BARE- This is the second half of the book. This part will concentrate on Adanna's journey as a prostitute and the stumbling she had on her way to be a mother. I hope you enjoy it. 😍 CHAPTER FOURTEEN NINE MONTHS LATER "You need to see the way this guy was acting," I said as I sipped my beer. "I know you've got him caged, girl," Pelummi said through a haze of cigarette smoke.

"You're dead, dammit! My heart managed to kill you!” “My body may die, but where do you think souls who were never born with love and blood will go after their death?” Elli took two steps closer. "My soul resides in the love of my flesh and blood!" Miranda flapped her wings as fast as lightning, trying to get out of the moonlight, which was getting more and more burning. The witch flew in a zigzag, sometimes stopping and swooping down, but the beam always managed to read her moves. A spark of embers rose on the bat's wings, then slowly spread like paper engulfed in flames. Before long, the red body fell to the ground leaving only skeleton wings. As soon as Miranda turned around, Elli was rig

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.