Visions from Volterra
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  • Parts 32
  • Time 5h 3m
Ongoing, First published Mar 02, 2020
Rosie now renamed Mira belle (beautiful vision in a rough translation)
[Meaning of "Mira"
Latin-American name

Other origins for the name Mira include - Latin-American, Hebrew.The name Mira is most often used as a girl name or female name. In Latin-American, the name Mira means -
behold, admirable.

Latin-American Name Meaning - behold, admirable
Origin - Latin-America]

Before she knew it she had been abducted . She had seen it coming but there was no way of stopping it. Rosie renamed Mira belle by her abductor is forced to help her kidnapper who has built a newborn army . Her job is simply to make sure the kings in Italy don't find out his plans. And if they do tell him when they do...but for Mira, it's a little harder to do that when you find out that your destiny is in that very same coven. Also known as her mate...
Only Mira/Rosie is mine(Or any other oc I create) the rest is owned by Stephanie meyers
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