Megan Stewart Novels & Stories

she always try to remind me but then I was actually ready for the outcome of anything she's a woman that would love to be with if I'm going to make this real then I'm going to make it a very big wedding and that is where I have to tell my parents the truth I think is best island to stay with the woman to know how the marriage is going to be my phone rang and it was Megan's mother who was calling. she thanked me for the release of Meghan and also complained of the weight loss and the loss of energy in her I ended the call immediately because I wonder what she wanted me to say based on that why the complaint I wasn't the one who told her to commit the crime so she don't do whatever she saw the

I begin the question but pause when it hits me harder. Matthew my other best friend, a guy with a business mind and husband material, who worked for 'The Stewart's and Co', the avaricious corporation that has currently taken over my company, challenged me once when I invited him to our success celebration, that our company would be the next to be taken over by his and the employees here would go for fishing with their butt out, including me. A surge of tiny anger started burning in the pit of my stomach. " My foot, if you find him," I warn."Tell him that I will pour cement in his mouth till he chokes".

It would be, she thought, for most guys, but then it would take a special sort of guy to not find Megan too much in general. “So, where are you?” “With the band, at a writing retreat before the tour starts.” “I can’t believe my sister is a rock star and can casually say she is with the band, at a writing retreat, before the next tour,” Megan said it loudly, so it could be overheard by whoever she was near. “Yeah, that is right. She’s Emily of Two Way Street. Mhm… Snobby f-king salesclerk too good to check the back for my size,” she muttered into the phone. “Now he is scurrying to see what they have. So, with Owen?”

the officer replied as Megan's heart dropped, "I- Megan Stephanie Ashton?!" Her mother suddenly called out as Megan flinched before slowly turning to her mother as her hands shook in fear, "I have to get a call from my office in Boston stating that my daughter got arrested for stalking a man, I am absolutely disgusted!" She exclaimed as tears welled up in Megan's eyes. "M-Mom-

“Now tell me who you are and where you come from. I want the truth and nothing else.” “What do you mean?” Megan stared at him. “I’m Megan, and I’m an Omega. My parents are dead. They died when I was very little and I learnt to survive all by myself.” “And you have always been a wolf in this pack?” Xavier asked. “Yes of course,” Megan nodded. “Don’t believe whatever Justin must have said. He’s a liar. He deceived all of us, and that’s why Karla is dead now.” Xavier stared at her for a moment and turned around. “Follow me to my private chambers, Megan.”

Gavin’s POV “Alpha Gavin….?” I heard a voice from behind me as I was heading to the arena. I paused when Megan, a woman I had once had a fling with, walked towards me. Megan was tall and slender with long blonde hair and ocean-blue eyes. She always wore elegant clothing, which made sense because her father was filthy rich, considering he owned this resort. She worked mostly as a model and traveled around a lot. I used to have a lot of business in this region and stayed at this resort in the past before, which was how I met her.

“She will be down shortly. I must say, you have done the best thing a girl could ever ask for.” I smiled. “Thank you for helping me,” I whispered, while pulling out the cash to give her. “I really appreciate this.” I closed the door behind her as she walked away. When I turned to the stairs, I almost fell at the sight. Megan stopped at the tip of the stairs with a broad smile on her face. Her blue gown accentuated her curves like it had been carved on her skin. And then there was the fact that it had a slit right by the side that just ran through her thigh, stopping a few inches from her waist.

I had no idea how or when, but Meghan's mother was switch enough to intercept her movement before she could, snatching the gem from her grasp as well. "You should have ran away much sooner than this, Santana," she said, her tone cold and threatening, "You let Vincent used you just like he wanted to do me but let me warn you, you and your black magic have been beaten fair and square in this round. So leave and don’t look back!” "I see why they called you the Red Mirage now. You really are one of a kind. I wonder if they know just who and what you are?" Santana replied. Meghan's mother gave her a chilling smile. "You do not either," she said. "And it matters little what most think of me, now r

“You have no idea of how much of a beast Xavier is. He would never let you go. Why do you think he visits you everyday?“ Trix enquired. “That's obvious. He wants to know if I'm dead,” Meagan replied. Trix laughted loudly before responding, “he wants to know if he'll ever have your powers! It pains me how much of yourself you're still yet to discover.“ “I have nothing to discover of myself. I'm not interested, Trix. For all I know, you've only brought me more troubles. How do I know you've not been lying to me? I missed my chance of a meal today again all because of your stupid assumptions!” Meagan snapped back, hitting her limbs on the caged door in frustration.

Of course he did. Inside, a woman stood waiting—tall, sharp-featured, and immaculately dressed in a navy suit that screamed money. Her brown hair was tied into a bun so tight it looked painful, and her lips were painted in red colour. Alexander turned to me, “Megan, this is Hannah. She’ll teach you how to act like a Zeus,” he said arrogantly. “So you don’t embarrass yourself—or me.” Then he turned on his heel and walked out, the door thudding shut behind him.