Turning Red Miriam X Mei Novels & Stories

Anna said "I know you are trying to console me and I appreciate it, but sometimes love is never enough. He showed me love, care and everything that I needed as his wife but I broke his trust and I can't forgive myself for it. But since he is taking a new wife o won't stand in the way of that" Amira said wiping away the drop of tears on her face Back in Vartell

Mahira aunty said making us laugh. "Okay aunty don't worry! We'll bring her down with us. Anything else?" I asked. "Oh yes! I almost forgot. Thank you for reminding me Mia! There's a vermilion filled plate in the store room. Please bring that after helping Samaira!" Aunty said. I smiled and said,"Of course aunty! You don't need to say please."

Camille grimaced at that, her facial expression showing how much she hated where the talk was heading. "I mean, if the rumors were anything true, you—" "Oh, they're true," Mira cut in, a grin on her face. All heads turned toward her. Mira smirked, one eyebrow raised high. "I saw the man with my two eyes. I mean, I've said it before, and I don't mind saying it again! I watched the damn hell of a fine man walk into this very clinic, and y'all know I know what a fine man is. And he was fine as fuck!"

Stronger. And then I see my reflection in the still water pooling in the cavern. A wolf. Huge. White as fresh snow. Silver eyes glowing like moonlight. My heart nearly stops. “That… that’s not me,” I whisper inside my head. “That can’t be me.” But when I step forward, the wolf in the water steps forward. When I tilt my head, she tilts hers. It is me. A strangled sound escapes my throat. Or… whatever wolves have instead of throats.

The note read: "You look stunning in red. -D" Seraphina's heart skipped a beat as she reached out to touch the soft, silky fabric. She had a feeling this was going to be a night to remember... Moments later, there was a knock on the door. "Makeup and hair, courtesy of Damien," a cheerful voice announced. In walked a talented stylist, armed with a makeup bag and a hairbrush. Seraphina was taken aback but pleased by the surprise. She sat back and let the stylist work her magic, transforming her face with a natural yet elegant look. A soft, smoky eye, a subtle blush, and a swipe of red lipstick - the final result was stunning.

She wants what is hers, to be hers Gladys got that gene too. But hers was more like that of a villain Me: how can I change from being Gladys? I don't want to be Gladys. I'm not Gladys Ma'am Nina : you're Rainbow Me: but I have Gladys face Ma'am Nina : that's easy to change She touched my cheek and I felt a tinkling sensation Ma'am Nina: check the mirror I took the mirror and screamed Me: Rainbow I looked exactly like the real me

Let it imprint, don't try to erase Let it be eternal, in a frame called memories Days passed, hours turned, minutes turned, and seconds ran. Three more days for the competition, and today Aiys has to finish all the packaging. Aiys looked at every corner of the room. The rooms are white in color combined with some real or organic greenery. "Goodbye room," Aiys said trying hard.

It has to be. Lost in my thoughts, I'd forgotten I was still leaning on her door with my ear pressed to it. The next thing I felt was my back hitting the hard marbled floor, the door wide open with Miriam towering above me. Pain shot through my body at the hard fall but the sight above me had nothing on the immense pain. A furious Miriam with blazing red hot irises harboring an ominous stare with a face the color of red hot chili pepper gazed down at me.

Max teased her. Miriam glared at him, “Desperate? Who said anything about being desperate? I came to see Big Brother Spencer because I have missed him.” Max rubbed his jaw knowingly, “Big brother Spencer, huh? You never mentioned that he was your big brother when we spoke about him last time.” “Shut up, Max, and stop being troublesome to me,” Miriam snapped at him as she blushed slightly. I raise my eyebrows in confusion, “Hold on. You guys have been discussing me behind my back?”