Blonde Meg Novels & Stories

“We will discuss matters inside. First draw the bath for our demon guests. I will explain the situation later.” The woman gave a curt nod and moved aside to allow Vastria and Elcid in. The woman stopped Vastria for a moment. “You are Vastria, right?” Vastria nodded. She looked to the woman and realized she resembled Meagan in many ways. Black wavy hair similar to Meagan’s hair, but this woman’s hair was much longer. It reached passed her mid-back. Her eyes were a deep brown. Vastria looked to Meagan’s father. He was broad built. Taller than this woman. His hair was far different than this woman’s hair. His short, combed hair at first seemed black, but it was caramel with white, tiny streaks.

Uhm… Sure you can invite her over Immediately he took out his phone and dialed a number then he spoke in three words “ Send Meghan in” I was impressed by the way he handles his business and the women smoothly. “Ohhh!!!” the weird eyes bitch’s name is Meghan. “ Interesting” Not too long the blonde-haired bitch arrived wearing a red transparent v-neck crop top and black ripped bum shorts that displayed her body and her hair was twirled around the tips. “Wait a minute ” She was not wearing a bra, which made her big nipples on display. She sure knows how to draw attention to herself. The way men were drooling around her and it was so obvious that she was enjoying the attention.

They were staring at my boobs. My boobs were exposed in my swimsuit, and I felt these boys hungry eyes taking off my swimsuit. Meg looked different out of school uniform. She was wearing a green bikini, and her hair was loose and wild. "Wow, nice swimsuit," she said, fondling my breasts. "The boys sure have their eyes on these ones." I shook my head. "I don't wanna talk about it. Do you have a blanket? Maybe I'll cover myself." Meg laughed. "You're blessed from the heavens, Ronnie," she said, envying my chest. "You should flaunt these babies more."

Gavin’s POV “Alpha Gavin….?” I heard a voice from behind me as I was heading to the arena. I paused when Megan, a woman I had once had a fling with, walked towards me. Megan was tall and slender with long blonde hair and ocean-blue eyes. She always wore elegant clothing, which made sense because her father was filthy rich, considering he owned this resort. She worked mostly as a model and traveled around a lot. I used to have a lot of business in this region and stayed at this resort in the past before, which was how I met her.

“I swear, Glenda, your brain must be wired differently. How do you pull off an A in math every single time?” Glenda just shrugged, a small, knowing grin tugging at her lips. Both were college students in their early twenties, and Megan was a very pretty lady with long wavy black hair, and sparkling blue eyes, but those traits weren't just what made her a boy magnet. Her chest too. She had really large boobs, and a very good shape, and to avoid any trouble, she always put on a shirt that covered her completely. Aside from that, she could be a bit competitive.

Juliet gave Meghan a look that Meghan translated to, stay close by in case I need you to bail me out, so Meg followed them, leaving a respectable distance between herself and them. They walked up to a couple of chairs at the front of the church where a couple was sitted. The woman, Meghan took note, was a petite woman. She wore a flowery knee length, straight fitting gown and had her hair done in a single french braid. Her eyes were graced with small studs that showed off real gold and she wore a plain necklace too. Her hair was jet black and her eyes, from the distance Meghan stood, looked to be a shade of bluish black.

And she high-fived me. She was maybe as tall as me, with chestnut hair. She had a t-shirt that read across her breast ‘small but real’. I think I liked her. “Hey!” complained Tyson. “Shut up bitch!” Meg told him. “You started this.” “Won’t you do something?” he told the other guys.

“Let’s do something about your beautiful hair. Do you know you have one of the most beautiful hair colors in the world?” “Really?” Belinda asked and looked at Megan through the mirror. “Yes!” Megan bobbed. “Your hair is brunette. I envy your hair color so much.” “But yours seems perfect too.” Belinda asked, and Megan chuckled. “That’s true! Blonde is beautiful too!” Megan answered. They kept chatting and chatting until she finished dressing her hair. She parted her hair in the middle and drew it into a bun. She also made curls that were allowed to fall loosely at the sides of her head.

Saria said staring аt Mеg chewing her fооd. Meg looked at Saria аnd wаѕ ѕurрrіѕеd tо rеаlіzе hоw pretty he wаѕ. Shоrt blonde hаіr, рrеttу green еуеѕ. "Mу gооdnеѕѕ", Meg thоught tо herself "I'm looking аt a уоung teenage gіrl. Does hіѕ bоуfrіеnd ѕtіll fіnd hіm аttrасtіvе?"

she replied, bowing nervously. "I do not think I am ready for any competitor right now" she said as she moved closer to her. "You are so pretty. I saw your pictures with Eric on the internet" She raised her hair and sniffed it. "How come your haor is longer than mine? I hate you already!" She spat on her face. Amelia closed her eyes tightly, folding her hands together expecting the worst to happen. Meghan laid her briefcase down. She took out a pocket knife from her briefcase and trimmed her hair. The movement was fast and swift, no one could stop her.