Megan From Family Guy Novels & Stories

Megan's Pov “Mrs Alora Graham, it is a pleasure to see you!” Marley literally squealed. “I am Marley daughter of...” “Megan, how are you?” Alora said, smiling softly at me as she cut her off. “I am... I am good,” my voice was low, trying to regulate my body, from the fear and shock that reeled through me.

“I just happened to take after my mum’s side of the family. My grandmother was European.” “She had the same look,” Megan added. “The eyes, the bone structure. That’s where I get it from.” I nodded slowly. “So no secret actress mother?” I teased lightly. “Unfortunately not,” she said dryly. “Would’ve made things more interesting. My dad's a pilot, my mum a teacher.....highschool even.” Megan’s expression shifted slightly, like something had just clicked. “Actually…” she said slowly, leaning back in her chair. “Last night wasn’t entirely random.”

I made that conclusion when I saw them both conversing at some event I was forced into attending. Megan’s father, Duncan, was born and raised in the states before he moved to Singapore where he met her mother, Misa. Megan is a stunning mix of both her parents, she got her green eyes from her late paternal grandmother. Her dark, impossibly straight and sleek hair which is styled into a ‘lob’— as she calls it from her mother. “Honey?” I jump out of my trance when Mira nudges my leg from under the desk. “Hm?”

“Why did she go to bed so early? She's not sick, is she?“ Though Megan was as hard as a rock, she still shows her soft side when it had to do with Vivian, her seven years-old daughter. Megan's a pathetic, single Mum. Vivian's Dad remains a mystery because Megan wouldn't talk about it. Many years back, she'd packed up her things and left the house. One fateful day, she returned with the baby in her womb. No one knew her story, especially this poor me, since I was pretty young back then. I've tried summoning courage –countless times– to ask her about her sad past, but somehow, I always lose that courage. But even without being told, it was obvious Megan had a whole lot of sad experience and t

Behind me is a big tree. "I? Alex, you?" he said. His voice sounded friendly. But, I still can't be careless. "Meghan," I answered simply. It's useless to say a pseudonym. If everyone knew my real name. Meghan's name is also not only owned by one person. It is quite a popular name and is widely used by parents to name their daughters. "Meghan? Where are you from?" he asked. This time he moved forward. Squatting right in front of me. I tried to back away. But still can't. The fear on my face seemed obvious to him. Until he finally said.

Max was riding with me in the ambulance keeping me stable, while Megan was riding in her car with Olga. "Your Megan is one scary chick I tell you, and she really fucking love you. You're fucking doomed man." He chuckled and joked about Megan like he had known her all his life. "Yes, I'm very lucky to have her love me. I just don't know if I could keep her. I've got too many issues, my life used to be so boring. Now, it's like a fucking roller coaster."

Megan stared at the two, smiling at their interaction. Ten years ago, Megan's family stayed in the city of Taguig back in the Philippines for four whole months after considering the idea of adopting. During that time, Megan made friends with the kids her age at an orphanage near the hotel they're staying in. There, she met Ethan and Bliss.

Then they all looked at Megan, and her injured palm. Max quickly took her hand in his, and told Ivan to get his pack from the car and told Jack to basically get lost. He was gone in seconds. Damn...I'm in deep shit! Trying to stall their anger, I told them about Megan's heroic attempt in saving me. While Max expertly tended to Megan's wound, and start stitching her palm after spraying her hand with what looks like a numbing agent. From that faithful night, Megan had become a permanent member of our family. This was how we take care of each other. Her future success was paved smoothly by our mafia family.

It is because yesterday she admitted…well I quote, “You mean a lot to me Duke Hunt” And the best part is she had no clue that I was the mayor’s son. After she admitted that I meant a lot to her that’s when I told her I was the mayor’s son. Ha! She was so shocked. Megan is studying at 85% scholarship in CAS. Impressive if you ask me! She has four older sisters, one of them is married. She moved in with her family from Italy a month back. her full name is Megan Rikalo.

"Greg, Lily isn't your assistant anymore. I mean, I was about to ask you why she's still in this house because obviously, she does nothing but eat and sleep." Louis, uncomfortable with Megan's words, retorted, "Aren't you also a freeloader, Meg?" Megan glared at Louis. "You guys are my family, but she's a worker. We're different." Louis added, "Last time I checked, we aren't related, Meg." Annoyed, Megan banged her spoon on the dining table. "Don't compare me to her. It won't end well." Greg intervened, "Enough, you two."