Disney Megara Novels & Stories

I can't. The small smile on my lips broadens with thoughts of the petty arguments I had with Meagan. Her selectively deaf ears ignored my complaints and she did what she pleased. Her biggest accomplishment regarding the humans was inventing silly hand signals that allowed them to communicate with her. It was all beyond my comprehension. After their hand language became seamless, Meagan had no problem telling me all about the internal workings of the human side of my castle. I could have done without knowing their day to day habits.

… Meg accepted Talia's invitation gladly, but when she reached the other table, she hesitated. Meg grew up in the Lightclaw pack where hierarchy is strictly respected, and at the table in front of her was her future Luna (aka Kalina), a celebrity with an Alpha bloodline (aka Mindy), and a Beta (aka Maya). Talia and Tatiana didn't have any official standing but both of them had an exquisite aura that told Meg they are not to be trifled with. Maya pushed the plate with fruits closer to Meg. "We will go to the beach at least once, so you will need a swimsuit. Other than that, we will go to a spa and maybe overnight camping…"

“Mrs. Tera Greygott is the wicked witch of the west. I'm talking about Mrs. Nora Williams.“ I explained, slapping off a peck of dust on my faded gown. “All rich folks are wicked witches of the west, be it Williams or Greygott. Now go sit!“ She fired back, walking past me with angry steps. “No offense, but I think you're the only one with that mindset. Every other person around here sees Mrs. Nora Williams as the fairy godmother.“ “That's because they are all too daft to function.“ “But Meg...“ She spun around with a furious yell. “No more buts. And don't call me Meg again, or I'm gonna hurl you out the window.“ Her threats emitted pure venom which snapped my mouth shut in an instant. Megan w

I made that conclusion when I saw them both conversing at some event I was forced into attending. Megan’s father, Duncan, was born and raised in the states before he moved to Singapore where he met her mother, Misa. Megan is a stunning mix of both her parents, she got her green eyes from her late paternal grandmother. Her dark, impossibly straight and sleek hair which is styled into a ‘lob’— as she calls it from her mother. “Honey?” I jump out of my trance when Mira nudges my leg from under the desk. “Hm?”

"Blood, isn't it? I'll do it, at least a few drops is nothing compared to giving my heart." Megan's confident speech made Meera smile obliquely, then stepped back. "Well, I guess trying it won't matter." Meera then left the room. The reason she wanted to prove that Megan was not a witch was for Yagur's own good, somehow she had a hunch that Megan was destined for something else. She can feel that, but what? Megan was waiting anxiously, just pacing around in the room. Looking out the window where the sun starts rolling west. Signifying the night is about to begin.

Her dad, Arnaldo sounded from the other end, and her tears finally found their way down her cheeks. "Thank you," She nodded her head. They talked about random things before the call finally ended. "We will be going to MegaHitz company tomorrow to start the plans for the upcoming production. The CEO asked us to meet him in the morning, but I urged him to shift it to the afternoon since you'll be having class in the morning," Tate said to her, and she nodded her head. MegaHitz was one of the biggest entertainment industries in America after the Orange entertainment industry. Just like her dad's company, MegaHitz also majored in movies, radio stations, and modeling. They have made quite a big n

She pulled him away from her and started to tickle him, other kids also merged waiting for her to tickle them as well so just like that the whole house boomed with their loud laughter and playful behavior. ****** Sliding the door shut, Megara stared at the empty dark corridor. Her eyes are depressed. She was tired and sleepy but she was afraid to fall asleep. After checking on kids and elders, she slowly ambled to her room. Sliding the door shut behind her, she made sure to seal it before sauntering up to the window and staring at the beautiful moon that she could barely see. More like a small dot of light in that darkness. She took off her disguise and put the fabric on the railing.

Maya murmured under her breath but Max heard it. " Why are you pushing yourself into depression? It will make a negative effect on your health, " Max's concern reflected in his words as Maya smiled painfully. " As if it is going to get any better, " Sarcastic answers were now Maya's best friends. Max did not know how to cheer her up. " Take these, " He handed her a key as she looked at him confused. " What are these one-off? " Maya asked. " Duplicate key of the school library, you can roam around anytime you want, no one will stop you I will get the teachers-- " Max was about to say something when Maya stood up and kept the key on his desk.

I pulled a bottle of whiskey from under the bar and poured her a double shot while she looked at me with humorless, oily black eyes. Megaera was one of the three Furies, goddesses of vengeance. She was terrifying, but strangely attractive. "Sam." Meg's clothes were covered in blood. Her skin, although gray and scaly, was bloodless. Her skin soaked up the blood of those she avenged. Clothes are not. Consequently, she often looked like she was dressing in the emergency room. I think that's why she preferred to wear black. It excused a lot. “Tell me, why do people insist on having children they themselves hate? I don't believe you can beat a kid half to death and then beg for your own life. Stu

Christian said. "Then what's the fun of it if it is minimal?" Tyler smirked. "I give up." Christian murmured. **** Makaila got to her house in the evening, wet sneakers on one hand, bag and roller skates in the other. She entered the house and saw it was a mess, indicating that her dad had a party, again. She saw him sitter on the couch watching a TV station and started to walk pass him. "Hey, come back here." His deep voice snapped. Makaila stopped and turned to him.