Meagan Brandy Books Novels & Stories

The only thing that would pop up is worries of her friend, Meagan. Vastria groaned as she closed the book and put it back on the shelf. She cannot take her mind off her worries with these books. She made her way back down leaving the books she forgot to put away on the table hoping no one would touch them since she still wanted to read through them.

Hi, my beautiful readers, these are some of the books to look forward to; GOLDEN LYCAN SERIES; BOOK 1: The Lycan Alpha’s Mate; [completed] BOOK 2: Beta’s Destined Mate [Start date; September] BOOK 3: Tyrannized By The Alpha. [Will be released soon] *BETA’S DESTINED MATE* { Zander & Raven’s story} Blurb; Raven McQueen was alone, abused, and neglected. After going through years of abuse in the hands of her father, stepmother, and stepbrother, she lost her ability to speak. She went silent and when she couldn’t withstand their abuse anymore, she slipped away from the pack.

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.

I wiggled my eyebrows, barely containing my laugh as the woman blinked, clearly trying to piece together who the hell we were. “She’s pretty, Bran,” Fliss added. Brandon’s face flushed even deeper, if that was even possible. “You two are unbearable,” he grumbled, glaring at us. “And for the record, this is Megan. And no, you’re not ‘interrupting’ anything.” Megan smiled, clearly realizing we were his family now that she’d gotten a better look. Brandon was the male version of us—blonde, no freckles, but still undeniably a Kane. She waved, a little awkward but trying. “Hi, nice to meet you,” she said.

CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN - Chris's POV Back in the familiarity of my apartment, I found my thoughts inevitably drifting back to that unexpected encounter with Megan at the bookstore. Sinking onto the worn couch, I let out a low chuckle, shaking my head in lingering disbelief. "Doing errands for her friend's insatiable bodice-ripper addiction? Really, Megan?" I could easily picture the slight flush gracing her refined features as she admitted to being the one tasked with purchasing those lurid romance novels.

Two days later “You’re looking better and better everyday, France.” Brody’s teasing voice pulled me from my favorite book, “Keeping You A Secret” by Julie Ann Peters. One jean clad leg crossed over the other, she leaned against the door with a large pizza in hand. Her dark burgundy sweater hung off her slightly muscular frame alluringly, and I discreetly bit my lip. Megan really was lucky, and I wondered if she knew that. Taking in the spicy pepperoni smell, I waved her in.

They all brought with them their own batch of weirdness factor to dump on her lap and leave there when their session was complete; and truth be told, she didn't mind it one bit. Thing is, Megan had discovered from her childhood that she had an uncanny ability to read people. Whenever she met a person, even before they opened their mouth to speak a word to her, she would realize that she was somehow able to place what the person was feeling, and sometimes even thinking, with just a glance; and she was rarely ever wrong.

said Claire suggestively to Brandi, looking with half-hooded eyes at Ryan. “He’s such a stallion,” grinned Brandi, squeezing her son’s hand sexually, “we were awake half the night as well,” which was partly true as Ryan had hardly dared sleep as his Mom kept draping herself across him, whilst she’d been happily away with the angels. “Young studs are the best,” she continued and slipped her arm round his shoulder drawing him close. “Present company excepted of course,” she added with a smile. “Oh we know what you mean, some pussy is great, but nothing beats a huge dick,” drawled Megan.

Megan came and plopped herself in the seat next to me. “What are you up to” “Just looking to see what I need for Uni, I need a few books, so I was thinking about heading out on my bike and going to the bookshop” “Want us to come with you?” I looked at her, she hates bookshops “Na, you hate book shops unless they sell magic ones. You and James can go hang out. I will catch up with you later” “My mum has shown me a rune that I can put on Chad that will cause him erectile disfunction” Megan laughed

"Where did you keep the books? Those are over two million books left in my care, don't play with me." Brandy changed her mind about eating in the living room. She opened the fridge, removed two cans of Pepsi, handed one can and a plate of her delicious meal to Carey. She took hers and climbed to sit on the kitchen table close to the window, there she looked straight at Pearl, smiled and started eating. "This is so yummy Brandy. I think I should hire you to work for Cay's Pot." Carey complimented and they both laughed heartily. "Brandy, for the last time, where are my books?!" Pearl raged.