Meg Griffin Friends Novels & Stories

“That I’m unavailable?” “You’re not,” he said, voice low enough only I caught it. “Not to me.” My breath hitched. Rico raised both palms dramatically. “Whoa, whoa—so the rumors were true.” “What rumors?” I blurted. Teo smirked. “That Zayne and Sienna dragged their American friend here for a secret… situation.” Sienna choked on her water. “Teo! NO! She’s my friend.” Rico eyed me again. “I can see that.”

After five years together, Abby Young finally said she was ready to take me home to meet her parents. However, on the day of the visit, she asked my friend Gene Burke to pretend to be her boyfriend and told me to tag along for the free meal. “Abby, I’m your boyfriend! You’re supposed to introduce me to your parents today!” She did not even look up. “Gene just went through a breakup last month. He wants to know what it feels like to meet a girlfriend’s parents, so let him have this one.” I refused to move. Gene sighed. “Forget it. I was only joking. You two should go.” He started to get out of the car, but Abby held him back. “Stay where you are. You’re not going anywhere.” Then, she pu

Bothered about what? "By the way," Freya continued, "Why didn't you think it was important to mention to your best friend that, hm, I don't know, that you were seeing a freaking billionaire? The Shawn Gold! Come on, Tiff, does our friendship mean nothing to you??? Get up now and get dressed. You're going to tell me every. single. thing. at school. Oh My God! Shawn Gold! What's he like? Is he that handsome up close or only in pictures? You know what? Don't tell me, don't tell me. Meet me AT SCHOOL. Tiffany OMG."

“Okay. Well, you know where I am if you need to talk it out.” The last thing Quinn needed was a lecture, but then the anger drained away as he realized he was being an ass. Griff had been a friend and coworker for a long time. “I do. Thanks for having my back.” “Always. Now fuck off,” Griff said. “I’ve got an event to plan.” “Yeah, yeah. Thanks—” But Quinn was talking to empty air, as Griff had disconnected the call. “Love you too, asshole.” He felt more relieved about security plans, though. Griff had anticipated most of his questions and had a few more of his own.

"I'll be sure to send them in to you before closing hours—if it's not too late." Becky could not believe her eyes. She was on the phone with Mel, pouring out her shocking discovery the moment she'd settled in nice at her office. "He was the one! I don't forget faces, especially the ones you've slept with before." She heard Mel screeched low, then laughed ostentatiously in the background. "Mel, are you alright?" Becky's eyes widened at the reply she got from her friend, and she instantly hung up. No wonder she hadn't been fully concentrated throughout the call.

Inside a high-end club, a tanned man with glasses was currently sitting in the middle of two gorgeous and sexy women. Suddenly, another man wearing sunglasses opened the door to his room and said, "Mr. Griffin, Mitchell has come to ask for your help." The tanned man was no other than Thomas Griffin, son of the renowned Brad Griffin. Thomas pushed his glasses up and placed his glass on the table. "Is he the same guy who caused Pegasus Industries to be shut down by authorities?"

she answered and Tiffany nodded before letting go of her friend who seems a bit confused as to why she’s being nice. “Are you friends with Grian again?” Tiffany asked with a fake smile and she nodded as her answer. Grian looked at Fatima and raised an eyebrow before asking, “We’re just friends?” Fatima hit him on the arm and Tiffany laughed. “I see, you still like her, huh?” Tiffany asked and her voice sounded pissed.

Do they know each other… they both seem like friends… With all those rumors floating around, it's hard to believe Jake had any friends. 'Hold on! Did he state that his name is Creed Gryffon! Creed… Gryffon… I have heard that name... But where?' 'Hmm… At sister Grisha's Birthday Party. I remember now… she told us that there was a guy under her belt who possessed a meager Chakra Saturation. He is the member of the Squad-5.' 'Damn! His name almost slipped my mind, since the conversation shifted from him to his mother.'

He chatted a little about Fenrir’s plans for developing the city, but it just sounded like he was regurgitating something he’d read from the Supernet. “Have you met the wolf god?” I asked. Griff straightened in his seat. “Fenrir and I are personal friends.” I tried not to roll my eyes. Even though the claim sounded like complete and utter bullshit, it might contain at least a grain of truth. Griff couldn’t do any spells, so how else could he have busted out of Hell. “How long have you known each other?” I kept my voice light. He rubbed his chin. “Decades.” My gaze sharpened. “He was a mentor to you when you were a child?”

The man she thought she knew was a murderer? "Griffin..." she nervously laughed. "This is a lot to take in..." "I know," Griffin agreed with her, and once more, his eyes touched her, and a weak smile curled his lips. "And if this changes the way you feel about me, fine. You don't have to be with me, Scarlett. But I would like for us to... Be friends." "Friends?" Griffin laughed at her shocked tone. "We are going to have children together. Therefore, I would like for us to keep talking and interacting with each other. I can see you're scared of me, but is that too much to ask for? That we remain friends?"