Mega Novel Novels & Stories

I don’t know the reason either. “Why not her? She’s a bombshell. She has tits that you begrudged, a pair of long toned legs that could run miles, luscious lips, and not to mention a great ass better than J-lo.” Meg pointed at my body. “Look at her?” I roll my eyes with her exaggeration. “Meg, B, I’ll think about it. It’s tempting, you know, but I still have three weeks to re-think over and decide. If I will tell him early he will give me the first half of the money.”

“Well, how should you know? Your father’s practically a ditch digger! You don’t even know how to read, Ezra! Now, leave me be or else I’ll tell my mother you sneak into the sugar jar when her lady’s not looking!” Ezra’s eyes were wide as saucers as he kicked dirt in her general direction and took off toward the carriage house. Meggy considered chasing after him, wanting vengeance for the filth in her hair and sprinkled across the front of her frock, but she heard her proper name being shouted from the house and knew she was already in enough trouble without running after him and soiling herself more. She realized she’d meet the business end of the ruler as soon as she returned to the study.

"You sure are knowledgeable if you know about the Meg. But no. Momo, K**i, and D**o are the Megs. But your guess is good. Try thinking of something older." As he was talking, Rachel and I pressed ourselves against the cool matellic wall of the elevator as it moves. What he just said - and in a very very casual tone if I may add - was too much for us to process. THERE ARE MEGS! AND THERE ARE THREE OF THEM. Rachel and I exchanged glances and started laughing nervously. We were gonna die. Maybe not from the sea creatures but from shock. Seeing the Kraken wrecked our nerves, hearing about three megalodons made our knees weak, and now we were about to meet Fifi!!

Coincidentally, it had not been a day or two since Leona had begun hating Megan. Megan saw Leona lifting her hand, and she felt her body beginning to tremble. Despite cracking her head thinking about it, she had not expected Leona to really want to slap her. People present at the scene were watching on with the same train of thought. However… 'Megan is the precious lady in H Base City and is a Rank 10 Evolved One.' Leona was a Rank 8 Evolved One. Even if they were to fight with each other, Leona would not be able to defeat Megan.

She felt humiliated, and her body trembled uncontrollably in a fury. Megan was the dignified Alliance Master. She was so powerful that even the Ice Lady Goddess Aurora, who was well known in the world of cultivators, was not her match. How could she have been deceived by an old man who had been imprisoned for thousands of years? She could not bear the shame! The Immortal Pure Scripture that she had cultivated was incomplete, and she had no chance to beat Eira at all. What could she do? While she was flustered, Megan spotted Ambrose, and an idea popped into her head.

' Reyne was lost in her hurtful memories of the canteen when Meg spoke. She had been silent throughout the canteen scene. Having her speak now only made Reyne feel bad for both of them. Poor Meg never had any happiness as a wolf. Her biggest challenge was that she always stayed inside her head and saw the world through her eyes. There was only one thing she could possessively mark as hers (mate). Alas! 'Will you let him go?' Meg asked, fear and hesitation drip from her words. "He was never mine. And do you think I should still hope for us to be together after knowing what he feels for me? For us." Reyne poured her feelings through her words.

"I just needed a human woman; I knew that King Halturian has been searching the galaxy looking for females that would be suitable to mate with and I knew it would only be a matter of time before they found a human female." I look at him as I ask, “ how did you disguise yourself as an Altundral?” he looks at me with his eyes glowing as he says, “I am a god Megan; I can disguise myself in any form I want. I am more powerful than you could ever imagine. I am over three thousand years old, and human females blood makes me immortal.” “where is the female you are using now?” I as, as he growls as though hes getting fed up with my questions, he replies.

" we have been cleaning the victims, and they showed no sign of improvement and none responded to treatment, but today when I resumed as usual, they were still their breathing, but looked dead to me, I ordered them to be cleaned, but as we were there these men stood up and broke belts that were used in holding them down to the beds, it was like they had a call, all of them ran out and the last locked the lab against all of us, Mega eyes revealed to us as they went to the armory where they took guns and ran on foot down to this place, we were at first scared that they had came to kill world generals, but they defended them instead, as you can all see, they all stood looking at the hundred as

“Megan Jehani. London born. British mother and Iranian father.” “Meg moved in when my previous roommate moved back to Russia, and she refused to let me hibernate, cooped up with my artwork. Instead, she dragged me out for dinners, to clubs, for crazy walks on the beach at five in the morning. We watched so many sunrises on the soft sand after a crazy night out. She was a flaming ball of energy. Men trailed after her wherever she went.” Abby smiled. “Then Kris flew over to Dubai. Kris is a friend from—” “We know who Kris Muller is.”

she said as she boldly brushed his hand away. He chuckled as he looked her up and down. “You have no fear of me, do you?” “Should I?” she asked. “It might be wise to have just a bit,” he said. “I’m aware that you are a pure vampire who is the grandson of Dracula, but I am a pure witch. I am Megan Hastings, a direct descendant of the druid king Allanon,” Megan said. “That makes us equals in status.” I looked at my friend with surprise as I learned this bit of new information about her.