Turning Red Mei X Miriam Novels & Stories

“I always prayed for days like these.” “Days like what?” Gavin asks. “Days when I'd see you extremely jealous.” Gavin mumbles something under his breath. Miriam turns to me and whispers. “Whatever you're giving him, make it double. It makes him behave like a normal human being.” “Okay, I think it's time to go,” Gavin takes my hand to pull me away from Miriam. “I'll see you in the evening, right?” She asks, and I give Gavin a confused look.

Ignoring the boredom comment, I answered the important part. “Amelia.” It felt strange calling her that, but she was right. We needed to act more familiar. “Who’s Amelia?” Noah asked. Carter’s expression was pure disapproval. Hamilton looked curious. “Mrs. Nichols,” I told Noah. “Who?” I rolled my eyes. “My assistant, idiot.” “Jesus, Ry,” Carter said. “That’s a lawsuit waiting to happen. You’re supposed to expand the business, not bankrupt us.” “I know. But she agreed.”

Amy said. " Alright then let me try.... " Niyana said. As she was about to leave tut and jake came back. Niyanas face flashed red upon seeing him.

I folded my arms and smiled. “Oh, look who is here,” I said playfully. “Madam Miriam, What can I do for you?” She did not smile back, Instead, her face became colder. “Do I look like someone who needs your help?” she snapped. I slowly walked closer to her.“Then why are you looking at me like that?” I asked calmly. Miriam stood up immediately. “Listen carefully,” she said angrily. “You will leave this house very soon. Don might be blind now, but sooner or later, he will realize the kind of woman you are.”

"Manu, open the damn door," Bianca shouted, pounding her fist like a mad woman. "No... it's okay," replied Emmanuelle in a weak voice. She'd had to put her hands on the edge of the sink and was struggling to keep her balance as she watched her eyes change color. Instead of the usual blue, blood-red lines appeared. She took deep breaths. Besides, she had to calm down quickly and find a way to get Bianca out of the house. However, she hadn't anticipated that the pain coursing through her would be so intense.

His words were intended for Hanley, but his gaze was fixed mockingly on Candice. As if she was the one who burned bridges. Candice frowned, subconsciously looking at Quentin and did not miss the disdain on his face. Her expression slightly darkened. She knew that this time, Redshade's rules were targeting Burning Star and Aether in many aspects. With Alex and Hanley at loggerheads, Quentin was probably enjoying the show. Without a moment of hesitation, just as she was about to speak up to remind Hanley, Alex changed the subject again.

My voice was harden “And tell me, why exactly are you here? Wasn’t this supposed to be a father and son meeting, not a meeting with an alleycat?” Her lips stiffened. Before she could retort, Delano’s cheerful voice rang out. “Father!” And then they entered. My brother, his daughter, and his wife. Her. Miriam looked composed, the perfect wife, the perfect mother. But when she sat across from me, the glass cup trembled in her hand as she gulp some water, I saw the crack in her perfect image. Her knuckles whitened as she set the cup down. Her smile to Delano was brittle, lips quivering at the corners.

After she hovered for a few minutes more, she cleared her throat. I turned immediately, bracing myself for a speech. "Maya," she started. "I am not going to take sides, nor do I think I am worthy enough to talk to you about things like this, but as Miriam's friend, I think I should be able to tell you everything about her…" She paused.

“The one you beat me for?” Austin’s expression shifted, from surprise to fury. His nostrils flared as his gaze darted to Miriam, who was slowly standing up, her face flushed and her lipstick smeared. Miriam touched her cheek and gave a humorless laugh. “Oh,” she said softly, realization dawning. “So that’s what this is about.” Then she straightened, smoothing her hair with deliberate calm. “You both are going to regret this,” she said, smiling faintly. “You storm into my house, slap me, accuse me of sleeping with your husband… You’ve just made the biggest mistake of your lives.”

Liam Wilder isn’t just someone two or more could catch; he has no wife, no history of children, but his mistresses are thousands. "Why should he be captured?" one of the females asked. This was Pari, the sixth agent department, a hacker and well-framed ally, a member of Alex Douglass’s group. "The reason wasn’t mentioned, but he is dangerous and needs to be in captivity," Mia replied. A dark-skinned male approached them, requesting a dance with the girl in black. "Someone ask for a dance, beauty?" Mia added, sipping her swinging wine. The male chuckled. "Mind dancing with me?" he asked.