Megan Stewart Novels & Stories

“What exactly did Elaine do, Megan? Enlighten me.” Her jaw clenched. Then I saw her hands balled into fists at her sides. “She’s the reason Shawn is dead!” Megan spat. Her voice was trembling with anger. “She manipulated your parents into saving her! She stole his chance to live! Damn it, Tristan. Did you already forget?" I stared at her for a moment, letting her words hang in the air before I spoke. “You’re wrong,” I replied flatly. Megan froze. Confusion flickered across her face. “What the fuck are you talking about?!”

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.

How could those two defy him like that. “I am on it. I will get in touch with them immediately.” Miguel answered. Meanwhile, Megan’s phone rang and she saw that it was Miguel. she didn’t wait, she rolled her eyes disgustedly and blocked the man right away.” I hate back stabbing idiots like you. “She muttered with rage and then she realized that she wanted to talk to Caroline about what they could possibly do to revive Morgan corporation. She had several ideas in her head. She hadn’t talked to Caroline ever since the surprise announcement that sent her straight away to the hospital and she knew that she might be lost and alone. She must go to her and show her support.

"Yeah, and Vanya is in the middle of a divorce. With so many admirers around Bryant, why would he go for someone with a marriage history and a divorce on her hands?" "Watch your mouth! How can you talk about a girl like that?" Godfrey scolded. "Alright, alright, you're always the ladies' man! Let's just eat," the group quickly changed the subject. In the corner, Megan listened to their conversation in silence, her grip on her fork tightening. "I'm full," Megan said, standing up with her tray and walking away. At the same time, inside the staff cafeteria, Vanya spotted Stewart. Stewart saw her and quickly stood up. "Vanya."

“Why can’t you get this into your head? I can live my life, and you can also live yours the way you want, so can you stop already? You are stressing me out with all these drama.” Finally, after my long sermon, I heard the door clicking on the inside. “You are right,” Megan said as her face came in view, smiling in her pain. “I am the one at fault. I am the insipid fool that doesn’t take the hint that she can never be loved by a man like you.” “Megan…” I gasped from seeing her appearance. Her tears were black, probably because of the mascara she was wearing before she started crying. Her eyes looked lifeless, and her blonde hair was disheveled. She looked like she just came out of the eye of

She heaved a deep sigh as she put the documents down on the table. Morrigan's cold gaze darts towards the Prince Regent who is now crawling out of bed. But like Mathias, he could barely lift himself with how potent the drug Morrigan created just for the two of them. She leaned on the frame of a chair as she watches the Prince Regent crawling towards the door for his dear life. "Why struggle when everything will come to an end now." Morrigan wiped the dagger on her dress and held its hilt tightly as she lifts herself to stand upright. Looking below her, watching the Prince Regent mopping the floor as he helplessly crawls the cold floor. Watching him with bored eyes she stepped on the back of

"It's Megan! She's out Over here!" She turned to find a swarm of reporters and cameramen congregated like vultures circling fresh carrion. Taking a deep, steadying breath, Megan plastered on a polished smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "Just a few questions, please." Her tone was measured but left no room for argument. The queries came in rapid succession, each one a prodding dagger aimed at her still-raw psyche. "What really happened at the weigh-in debacle?" "Are the rumors about your bitter breakup with Miles true?"

“How can I help you, exactly?” I couldn’t hide the frustration or the jealousy burning in my chest. “I’m Flora Morgan,” I spat. “Sean’s ex. You know—the one he publicly humiliated while parading you around like some shiny new trophy. You’re nothing but a man-snatcher, going around stealing other people’s boyfriends.” Megan’s perfectly arched eyebrow lifted. She leaned back in her chair, crossing her legs with deliberate grace. For a moment, she just studied me, that chill aura making me feel even smaller.

"That’s Mr. Joseph's ex-wife? Surely, you must be mistaken.” "No, I'm a hundred percent sure about this! That’s Chloe!" Megan had made significant progress in life over the years, having managed to bag a wealthy businessman from Docwood. She took out her phone to capture a photo of Chloe for Xavia. In response, Chloe elegantly swept her bangs behind her ears and warned, "You're not allowed to circulate my photos without my consent. I will sue you for violating my image rights."

Stella hate the fact on how Megan is being praised and how everyone is buying her idea. She despise seeing people get praised or honour when she know she can also do better than the person and not when she knows the person quite well to be a loser. "Not Megan!" Stella heart was burning in rage and all what is happening in the meeting disgust her a lot. She wish the meeting would just end and everyone would leave for their various office or where they had come from, she did not really care. Then she noticed that she's not the only one that is not concentrating about the meeting, of course they are two of them and the other person is nobody other than Rhett.