Meg Series By Steve Alten Novels & Stories

He killed and tortured everyone who was disrespectful to him, but when it came to women he was like another person, he was kind, friendly, and understanding, many women went to him but he chose who to spend the night with, he was mostly attracted to women who had low self-esteem and confidence, I didn't understand why but he preferred those a lot. Meg was always segregating herself before her first heat, she rarely talked to me and she usually cried when she got teased, she was very sad and one time she tried to kill herself. When she got her first heat she was supposed to be given to one of the lead warriors but Christopher stepped in and claimed her for the night since he had beta blood ru

I couldn’t deny that since I had seen it, my body seemed to have come back to life, even my dick, which I thought was dead, seemed to want to launch into the assault. I sighed and blinked, it looked like I hadn’t done it in hours. "All right?" Megan suddenly asked, and I looked away from Alison. "What?" I asked, frowning. "I asked if you were okay after that," Meg said and pointed her head at where Alison was. "I don’t know," I sighed. Meg carried a strand behind her ear, her hair tied in a hairstyle behind the back of her head with some strands left free. "She looks the same as always," Meg later said, "It’s just not the same. I talked to her a little bit earlier, you know?"

Yagur shouted, pulling a rude Meera to back off. Meera becomes aggressive by trying to get back forward. "Look at this! Her blood is still red, not blue like witch's blood mixed with dire wolf's blood," she said, causing Yagur's emotions to rise to the forelock. By stopping hard, Yagur manages to push Meera's body out of the room, then closes and locks the door from the inside. Leaving the Alpha alone with Megan. Megan continued her saliva while trying to hide the blood dripping from her hands. But before it worked, Yagur immediately pulled her back to the front.

One day, I will get revenge for both of you. I got up and went back to my room. I change my clothes which are covered with blood. I just took some clothes from there and tucked them in my bag. I descended the stairs immediately. I remembered a paper on their bed. I walked a little on tiptoe, so as not to step on their blood marks. I entered the room and averted my gaze. The room was so neat. Looks like the animal didn't go in there. I went straight to the bed and opened the sheets. This time I can see it. A piece of paper is there. I immediately took it and opened it. "Dear Meghan, if you find this. That means both of us are dead. My mom and I did our best. Know son, you are a strong boy. Yo

He grinned with humour in his manner. “And I am no pimp!” I chuckled. “Millie, you know what we are. We are werewolves.” Samuel said as he and Jake joined us. Millie raised her hands in protest, but, before she could speak, the door to the staff room opened and in walked Megan and April. “B-bobby is alive… But he is in a coma…” April whispered. My god, her and Megan looked exhausted. “Megan!” Millie dashed to her side and helped to stabilize her. “What’s wrong with her?” She questioned, guiding her over to the sofa.

“I will get you an apartment, but you can’t stay in my house anymore, not when you are a bad memory to Megan.” Steve looked at me from top to bottom and scoffed. “I never thought I’d see the day you would fall head over heels for any woman.” He chuckled mockingly. “You are so whipped, bro.” That word made my blood turn to lava. I couldn’t stop myself from giving Steve another blow, but this time to his nose, and he instantly started bleeding. “I don’t love Megan or anyone!” I yelled, scaring Steve for the first time in a while. “Megan is my insurance package to getting what I deserve from my father and nothing more.”

Meg says and ends the call hastily. Ally thinks about the call all the way home. Of course, the atmosphere in the house must be strange right now. There was a death in the family. Ally can only imagine how it must feel to live there at this moment. Maybe that is what is making Meg so nervous. But why is Meg using Eric’s phone? Does she not have her phone anymore? Ally dials Meg’s number as soon as she gets home. The phone rings but there is no answer. At least the phone is on. Ally decides that it is a good sign.

The dark mech emanated an invisible aura even as it silently stood inert. "It feels as if I'm being sucked into hell." Melinda shivered a little, unnerved that a mech that hadn't even started up gave out so much intensity even if she couldn't describe what she felt. "It's as if this mech is not a machine but a god." Even as she closed the distance, the unease increased. She activated a lift to bring her up to the cockpit that opened up from the chest. Like entering the belly of a beast, she slipped inside and strapped herself to the chair.

Enjoy. Meg was nervous about attending her 30th reunion. In high school, she had been somewhat of a nerd and a recluse. Kids made fun of her behind her back. Until her senior year, Meg had been a tall skinny redhead with a big nose, freckles, and no tits. When her body filled out in all the right places, she was already an outcast. No one asked her out. Her one date with Bobby Johnson was a disaster.