Turning Red Miriam X Mei Novels & Stories

Mira smirked and continued chopping her vegetables. “You are issuing an arrest? What is wrong with you?” I reduced my tone. “Harry, I grew soft. I forgot about the pains he put me through but after his meeting with me today, I know exactly what I am doing”. She opened the pressure pot and poured the vegetables in it. “Mira, this is my brother, your husband. Your new life and your reputation. Do you want to gamble with all that?” I asked softly. She looked at me and pointed a knife at me. “Stay away from this fight or I will drag you down the hill”.

“And I still have to take my finals.” “I see.” Miriam stood, adjusting her beautiful royal blue skirt set. She looked so classy, whereas I looked like a rumpled mess. She began to move toward the door, which made me panic. “Mirium.” She stalled but kept her eyes looking at the door. “I’ve killed three people.” She turned and looked at me, matching the tears welling in my eyes. “I know. Nothing I will teach you would have changed their fate. Forgive yourself. You were saving the lives of people you loved. What scares you is that, given the situation, you would do it again.”

But that did not mean she could trust him She turned and looked them all. "Bring out your hands." Her eyes changed to green an extended her hands to them. Jason didn't question his mom and gave out his hand. Miriam pierced with her katana. Blood came out of his hand and his eyes flickered green and golden before coming back to normal. She took Alicia's hand and did the same. He eyes flickered from blue to red then back to blue. "You" she pointed at Max. He hesitated for a moment and gave out his hand. Miriam pierced as well and his eyes turned from brown to fire red and back to his original eye color. There was a bit of astonishment but it disappeared before no one noticed

“Okay, Miri.” “Is it too much?” “It is absolutely the right amount of too much.” She walked around her slowly. “Turn.” Miriam turned. “That’s the dress,” Emily said simply. “That’s it.” Mia appeared beside them, took one look, and nodded with the quiet confidence of someone who had seen a lot of women in a lot of dresses. “You look magnificent, ma’am.” Miriam looked at herself in the mirror for a long moment. She thought about Damien’s exact words that morning.

“Come, child.” Lena rose slowly, aided by Miriam’s steady grasp. But as she stepped away from where she had stood, a dark stain marked the floor. Miriam’s eyes caught the glint of red. “Blood,” she murmured, her voice taut with alarm. Lena halted, a gasp breaking from her lips. Her hands flew to her belly. “My baby… no…” she whispered. “Lie down,” Miriam ordered, her calm suddenly taut with urgency. She caught her gently. “Stay still—do not move again.”

To Edmund, it was suddenly clear—he had said exactly the wrong thing. Realizing there was no way to remain without making things worse, Edmund exhaled heavily and stepped back. His gaze lingered on the doorway for a brief moment—half hoping Miriam would appear, half knowing she wouldn’t—before he turned and walked away into the night. --- Meanwhile, Miriam was pushing herself far beyond her limits at the E.A. Corporation building. Fresh out of surgery, with painkillers dulling the worst of it, she had rushed straight from the hospital to the training studio. The faint, sterile scent of disinfectant still clung to her clothes, a stark reminder of the operating table she had just left. But the

"Red. We both want a total change. Make us both redheads. Fabulous ones" My eyes opened wide "Red? Mia, that is a very bold choice. Maybe we should just do highlights or something subtle?" "No. We’re being wild, remember" Mia insisted, looking me dead in the eye. "Red is the color of power. You said it was your favourite color. Let's do this, please? Don't leave me hanging on my big day" I looked at her hopeful face and sighed. I couldn't say no to her, not after seeing her squatting in that hallway earlier, clutching her chest in pain.

’ ‘Wow…her tri-color eyes…so wonderful…’ Mira’s eyes turned into her mixed tri-color eyes. From the dark pupil turned into a moonlight silver with an explosion of mauve that was falling to crimson blood which made the white part of her eyes partially gone. Mira blushed when she heard Angel’s comment but she leave it be and focus on his wolf.

Miriam, his twin, was a firecracker—fiery red hair cascading down her back, glasses on her nose that hinted at trouble, and a magnetic aura that demanded command. Then there was Mika Graves—petite but impossible to overlook. Her mother, the famed author Meeky, ran a prestigious publishing house, and her father helmed Graves Holdings, a multi-billion-dollar conglomerate. Mika was golden beige, effortlessly chic, her eyes sharp as a blade.

Miriam let out a dramatic scream, tossing her phone aside and rolling on her back. She kicked her legs in the air like an excited child before sitting up again, her grin wide and mischievous. “What am I supposed to understand from your screams?” I asked, nudging her with my foot. She stood up on the bed, her hands gesturing wildly. “It looks like you, my dear, are about to have a romantic night swim with Mr. Big Shot himself!” “Swimming?” I echoed. “What if that’s not what he meant?” Miriam hopped off the bed, grabbing my hand and dragging me toward the dressing room. “Then you’ll be prepared for whatever he does mean. Now, let’s pick out something sexy.”