Victorious Miranda Sings Novels & Stories

If I let that in, Miranda would win. I could practically hear the gears grinding in Miranda’s head. She was weighing it—self-preservation versus spite. Logic versus obsession. I prayed, briefly and bitterly, that she’d choose wrong. Apparently, she decided she didn’t give a damn. She turned the gun toward me. “If I can’t have you,” she said, eyes wild now, unhinged, “then she won’t get you either.” Of course. If she was going to lose, she wanted to burn everything down with her.

She would use many cute tactics to find him and subtly catch his eye. And soon enough, by some kind of miracle, Samuel McGregor noticed her. Pamela wasn’t the most gorgeous girl in school, nor was she the smartest. But she had this soft, angelic voice that instantly caught people’s attention. She was a member of the choir, and whenever she sang, people would stop to listen. She wasn’t the explosive type who could hit any high note. She was more suited to sentimental ballads. And Samuel McGregor was one of those who was captivated by her voice.

Vile. Miranda. Of course. I turned slowly. She stood there, arms folded, wearing a smile that screamed victory. "Seems the damsel is in distress." Adriana stepped forward immediately. "What, the last beating wasn't enough for you?" I grabbed her arm before she could move further. Miranda rolled her eyes. "Violence. How classy." Adriana looked ready to commit a crime. Understandably. "I knew you weren't innocent," Miranda continued, eyes sweeping over me. "A two-timing little bitch."

“I want him to beg, Alex. I want him to look me in the eyes and see the woman he tried to break. I want him to fear me.” Alex nodded, his own resolve matching hers. “And he will, Mira. He’ll regret every moment he underestimated you. But we do this right. No mistakes, no rushing in blind.” Miranda took a deep, shaky breath, her tears slowing. She wasn’t just a victim anymore—she was a mother, a fighter, and she was ready to reclaim everything Aaron had stolen. “Let’s make him pay,” she said, her voice steady. Alex smiled grimly. “We will.”

“Something has happened Raven. I am guessing that you have not been listening or watching the news.” “No,” Raven felt a cold fist close around his heart. He put the camera down and picked the phone up, taking it off of speaker. “What happened, Nicola? Are Vice and Victor okay?” “They are fine,” she assured him. “But we are at the hospital. Miranda was shot this morning.” “Holy f-k.” Raven was shocked. “Is she okay?” “She lost a lot of blood, but she is a strong girl. It was a shoulder wound. Some man from her recording label who has been causing her grief. He shot Miranda, a security guard, and someone else.”

the announcer said Mira shyly raised her hands and was called up by the announcer She walked down to the fall and climbed up to the stage, everyone was silent they didn't expect the new girl to have any talent, they were all ready to boo her too. She took the mic and turned to the streams of students, she didn't know why but she didn't care about what might happen. She just did what she likes to do, sing. "I want to sing a song titled wolves by Selena Gomez, you probably don't know her" she shrugged Some that were familiar with the human celebrities and loved them hailed her up from the crowd. "In your eyes, there's a heavy blue One to love, and one to lose Sweet divine, a heavy truth

However, Ezra remained clueless, the fog of time concealing the identity of Ivan's girlfriend from her memory. Ezra's efforts to recall Sophia's identity proved futile, and Ivan relished the moment, aware of her struggle. Ezra, admitting defeat, raised her hands in surrender, saying, "I lost, guys. I can't remember." Just as she was about to conclude her sentence, Sophia spoke up, "Ezra, I am Sophia. Remember?"

You won this first battle. She looked at him with interest, tilting her head as if savoring the moment. "I can't just rip you out of Sasha's life. Not now, although believe me, I would gladly kill you and erase you from the world, but I couldn't stop her from asking too many questions... or even hurting her more than necessary. Miranda smiled slowly, triumphantly. As if she already saw herself as the winner. “But don't be mistaken,” he continued, moving a little closer. "This was just one battle... a very small one. He leaned slightly toward her, his gaze fixed, dark, loaded with everything he didn't need to say out loud. “I'm going to win the war. And when I do, you won't have a single f*ck

He meet them halfway. " Mir! Are you alright? " Nicolo nodded. Mirage doesn't have the energy to even answer, she almost dropped even with Nicolo's support. Travis quickly grabbed her other arm and they carefully take her into her bed. " I think it's better to sedate her. " Travis was totally surprised by Nicolo's suggestion. The doctor shot his eyes to him and then to Mirage. The woman nod her head once. She was too crestfallen to argue or to even say no. Maybe she needs it to be able to sleep in peace.

Derrick groaned and kicked the couch next to him. "Honey please come back to me, wherever you are, I want you back. Fight for us and come back please," Derrick prayed silently in his heart and a tear slid down his cheek which he quickly cleaned off. _____ "I think I will allow you to keep the baby," the unknown woman holding Victoria captive said to her. "Thank you so much," Victoria replied. "But i'm not letting you go, you have to work for your baby's freedom and life. If you want him alive, healthy and properly taken care of. You have to start working for me," the woman said.