Blonde Meg Novels & Stories

Her blond hair was up in a messy but elegant updo and she had pink and iridescent makeup that gave her an ethereal look. Meagan wore a white modest dress that had a fitted lace overlay that covered her chest and her arms, and it flared at the waist and was longer in the back than the front. Her hair was straightened and flowed like spun gold down her back. She kept her makeup nude with a shimmer of gold.

MEGAN ‘Marley…. I swear…” I gritted, my fingers digging into my hands, almost drawing out blood. She said her blind date was an ugly, trust-fund kid, yet, the smug, arrogant six-foot-four across from me was the total opposite. I sat upright and cleared my throat. Although, I was met with something unexpected, that didn’t stop me from starting what I came here for. Ruining the blind date. “I’m sorry for calling you an ugly alien. There was a miscommunication from my end.”

They were cut off by an irritating female voice. "Aiden?" "Baby where are you?" The muffled voice soon came closer "Where is Aiden ?" The voice asked Megan, and they turned to face the source of the loud voice. She had long blonde hair, a fair complexion, brown eyes, full lips, and a slim figure, and she appeared to be in her early twenties. She was dressed in well-fitted clothes and wore high stilettos, which made her appear taller than she actually was. Her face was scowling, and she was scanning her surroundings for something, or rather someone. Ariel recognized the person right away! That cafeteria girl who was clinging to Aiden when Ariel first saw him. The girls' gazes finally fell on

Jackson said casually, a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth. "Hi," Megan grinned, looking like she had just stepped out of a glossy magazine. She was wearing a pink dress that barely skimmed her thighs, clear heels that made her legs go on for days, and her makeup was flawless. Everything about her screamed Barbie—the kind of girl who was always on the hunt for her Ken. "Liking the hair," Jackson said, gesturing to Megan's new platinum locs.

"Her parents have confirmed that she left for a school project and she was definitely not pregnant. The d'Costes are our respected pack doctors, they have no reason to tell us untruths." "But why does Meg go back to Eclipse Howl regularly, but they haven't seen Lori for weeks? Meg is driving Lori's vehicle, why isn't she driving it herself? And when Mum was asked why she was crocheting baby clothes, she pointed out that Meg has a friend in Blue Blood who is expecting triplets". I swallow hard. "Jace, aren't there too many coincidences? Are there so many triplets being born in packs?"

Sephora's blood burned and she felt her flames simmering beneath her skin, but she held them at bay - these were their allies, and Ambrose had promised they wouldn't come to harm in his lands. Megan - the stupid female, simply turned to Sephora with a sigh. "Don't tell me you're one of those females that keeps their mate on a leash - that would be so dull of you." She held tighter onto Ambrose's arm, batting her violet eyes at him, "Tell her Ambrose, tell her that she can't -"

My breath catches in my throat. It’s Megra. She looks just as I remember, but more mature, more beautiful, with a strength in her eyes that takes my breath away. And the little girl—our daughter. She has Megra’s red hair, her big, curious eyes. They’re perfect, and they’re mine.

Everest Compared to the other two witches I’d met, Megandra seemed pretty normal. Though she wasn’t magic by blood, she was still practicing herbalism. She had shoulder length light brown hair and a square face. She was several inches taller than me, and she had big, round, dark blue eyes. She’d said ‘cursed one’ like it was just a simple thing, yet it had sent shivers down my spine. Curses were supposed to be a bad thing as far as I knew…The jaguar had come over to investigate us while we talked with Megandra and had startled me initially, but now I was affectionately scratching her ears while she purred loudly.

Sometimes not being a telepath sucked. “I am,” he was amused and teasing her. “That Diane has a crush,” Aislen pushed. He opened the door onto the required door and ended the conversation. As they stepped out into a foyer, they found Meguitte and Connery standing facing Mercy, who had a small, wheeled suitcase at her side. Mercy looked vastly different to what she had in the past. Meguitte hadn’t just given her a haircut, she’d dyed her hair blue, cut it off in a chin-level bob, and Mercy was dressed in jeans and a dark knit top which set off the electric blue to perfection as well as putting emphasis on her blue eyes.

Her short hair has been open and messy. Blossom smiled and walked towards the bed sitting on the edge of it. "Open that bag on the table, it has a Blue Ribbon and a comb inside it, bring it to me," Megara ordered and she did as instructed. She forwards the comb and Blue Ribbon to Megara. Megara grabbed it from her hand and told her to turn around. As the little one turned around, Megara took the comb between her thin and long fingers and began to comb the little one's hair.