Meg Character Novels & Stories

He hopped onto his mount — a perfectly round pig with short legs but surprising speed — and sprinted across the meadow, through a forest of glowing mushrooms, toward Max’s gamertag. When he finally found him, MegaMax was hanging off a cliff edge, health bar flashing dangerously low. A monster towered over him, massive and ridiculous, all jagged horns and bright neon eyes, like a nightmare that had been dropped into a children’s cartoon. “What the—” Jamie muttered, already throwing himself into the fight. Max’s character rolled away, barely. Jamie’s fingers flew, muscle memory and panic. Heal, dodge, buff, strike, please don’t die. In his headset, Max laughed breathlessly like he wasn’t one h

“Glimpses of the future? Megetsune? What the hell is that?!” I exhale, resisting the urge to roll my eyes. She’s loud. Too loud. Not like my Jules. Jules would’ve handled this whole thing with grace and steel. Damn it, why did she have to join that reckless attack pack? She could’ve just told Elder Marion she was sticking with me, not chasing after Adrian like a fool. I mean—come on—I’ve got looks too. “Megetsune,” I begin patiently, lifting my tea mug, “is the ancient enemy of the wolf people. His sole purpose is destruction. He was sealed away long ago by the first Alpha King and the Moon Goddess.”

I couldn’t. Meg was destined for greater things than me. I knew that from the start. She wasn’t just any wolf as we discovered soon after. And it is not because she is a Sigma. But she is powerful in a way, I could never be. She was meant to be with someone who could match her strength, someone like Soren. And I... I was just a Delta. The Moon Gods chose accurate for her in that aspect but it was still inaccurate. Megan deserved better than Soren.

I smiled proudly. "No way." "Mhmm," I smiled. "I still have it in one of my boxes at my parents' house. It was like a mantra." "That's amazing," he laughed. "Which character do you think I'm most like?" "Oh definitely Joey," I replied without a second thought. "Because of my good looks yeah?" Tyler smirked proudly. "No no," I corrected him. "I was talking about having the mind of a five-year-old, but you can believe what you want."

She must have lots of money, I thought… After 3 minutes of waiting, a young man and his driver's head in the direction of this pretty-looking car. The driver held the car open for the young man to enter. Damn, I've never seen a man so beautiful. The young man looked terrifying but tall and handsome. He had dark, shiny, and full hair. His eyes were blue, almond-shaped, and had a radiant sparkle. His wrestler's shoulder perfectly complemented his Spartan physique. His movement was tiger-like. It seemed like he possessed a latent, leonine power or he was filled with purpose and authority.

I remembered that they used to be rather frequent there when I worked there and knew the reason that they weren’t going was because I was still restricted from leaving pack territory. “We’ll go again soon,” Kierra said, “When Kae is not grounded anymore,” I stuck my tongue out at her and she laughed. “Why can’t you leave the pack?” Meagan asked. She had turned up around ten minutes after the girls, all flustered and such, complaining her father and brothers were too much. I had been shocked to find out that she was not only the Commander’s daughter but also the youngest of seven kids. All but one of them were in the elite program. Her oldest two brothers, who were twins, were away with Chase

This is the moment I’ve been waiting for. I push the door open slowly, stepping inside. Megra doesn’t turn around; she does not hear me. Before she can turn, I swing the metal rod, striking her across the side of the head. She collapses to the floor, her body limp and still. A rush of exhilaration floods through me, a feeling like nothing I’ve ever experienced before.

All functions of the giant Mega were based on some memory cards. Smith smile was one of the engendering department who had been planted since childhood into the Tec unit of Corn city, her mother gave both to her on war ground when the world were at war with past Perils, the baby was found crying loudly, and since he could not be adentified with any country he was taking to the motherless home facilities located in Corn city, he was twelve, when a strange visitor came to him, and let him knew who he was and why he was planted into the country, Corn city was known to be leading in science and technology, and his job was to learn it all, few years later his outstanding success in education got

Her excitement would have made her run over anyway, if what Charmaine had said didn't weigh her down. Megan began a slow lope. She was close to both Master and his second. She hadn't missed the looks they gave her when they thought she wasn't looking. But they never made a move, so she assumed they didn't want her that way. Megan was confidant in her appearance, she was tall, lithe, with the same amber skin as most of the pack and russet hair she kept roughly chopped around her ears. But maybe they preferred the softer, more well-endowed members of their pack.

SLF was code for supernatural life form. "But a dragon's healing ability should have kept him unharmed." "Should have. But he wasn't healing. He'd been tortured, from the look of it. I know we aren't supposed to interfere unless humans are in danger, but" Her boss's usually laid-back tone turned gruff. "Meg, what did you do?" "I had to help him. He saw me. It might have been suspicious if I didn't react to him stumbling and bleeding everywhere, right? I gave him a ride."