Katie Sigmond Mega Novels & Stories

Like the smell of ammonia in a school laboratory. Now, I am beside my father. The wolf king, the leader of a very strong army and is respected by all its members. He stood very proudly. It felt a little contrary to me who looked weak for sure. I looked down for a moment, paying my respects to him. Then the two guards again pressed me to stay under you kneeling in front of him. I just obeyed. Perhaps, this is a series of rituals they are doing now. “You, Meghan, the successor to the Moon Goddess lineage. Protecting all the energy possessed by him. You are a warlord, leader of the greatest and invincible army. Tonight, I make you a Queen of the Lithi group."

The voice made me relax a bit as I looked up. "What are you doing here, Sarah?" Megan asked worriedly. It was Megan Brightwood, the Beta's daughter and, technically, my step-sister. She's really beautiful and like a princess. She was wearing a sleek black satin dress that underlined her elegance. She carried herself with the grace and poise of a true princess, I could only wish to be like her.

Me: I like the other one better Meg-hen: Fuck you Rodriguez Me: oh but you already did. Meg-hen: Goodnight Me: Do you want your payment or not? Meg-hen: I just remembered. I do have a question and before I ask, just wanted to remind you that you are under the no secrets, no lies promise. Me: Creepy much? I already told you my deepest, darkest secret which isn't really a secret so what could be so serious? Meg-hen: what happened between Jake and Katie? I mean I know he cheated on her but with who? There's more to it right?

“This is her travel book.” “Pretty,” she admired the sketches. “She could be one of your collection of artists,” he agreed. “She is one of my collections.” Sigrid corrected as she turned the pages. “Her art, however, is normally her magic. What is this?” It was the sketch of a stone carving depicting of a goddess with supplicants kneeling around her, their hands raised, wrists up. “Are they… No,” she said in disbelief. “Meguitte believes it is. She met some of the natives on the bank of the river whilst she was sketching. They admired her pictures. They spoke an unfamiliar language, but she says that she was pretty sure by their reactions to her teeth that they worship vampires.”