Megan Warren Novels & Stories

“Both of your boarders are on my team.” “They’re vampires?” I gasped. When he nodded I grumbled, “Am I the only human in this place?” “Megan’s human,” he said. “Although, she’s a practicing witch, but I bet you know that.” “No, I didn’t,” I hissed. “I thought she just had a strong interest in herbs like I do.” “She’s over one hundred years old,” he said, thoughtfully. “Did she tell you that?”

'Megan's their regional lead now. My heart races. "And who represented Stone Corporations in the meeting?" I ask with a low and dangerous voice. Harvey sighs. “A woman named Megan Pierce. Their regional lead. She was... impressive. She led the pitch.” Boom. A cannonball straight to the chest. Megan's the reason I lost the biggest deal I’ve chased in years? I stare at him in shock. Of course she did. Megan, my ex-wife and ex-Luna. The woman who disappeared four years ago carrying my unborn children I'd thought were aborted. The same woman who returned to Arkon like a ghost only to shake my world again.

Megan came and plopped herself in the seat next to me. “What are you up to” “Just looking to see what I need for Uni, I need a few books, so I was thinking about heading out on my bike and going to the bookshop” “Want us to come with you?” I looked at her, she hates bookshops “Na, you hate book shops unless they sell magic ones. You and James can go hang out. I will catch up with you later” “My mum has shown me a rune that I can put on Chad that will cause him erectile disfunction” Megan laughed

Emily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair.

I remembered that they used to be rather frequent there when I worked there and knew the reason that they weren’t going was because I was still restricted from leaving pack territory. “We’ll go again soon,” Kierra said, “When Kae is not grounded anymore,” I stuck my tongue out at her and she laughed. “Why can’t you leave the pack?” Meagan asked. She had turned up around ten minutes after the girls, all flustered and such, complaining her father and brothers were too much. I had been shocked to find out that she was not only the Commander’s daughter but also the youngest of seven kids. All but one of them were in the elite program. Her oldest two brothers, who were twins, were away with Chase

I was relieved, I finally got home. *** My name is Meghan White. I am sixteen years old. In two months, I will be seventeen years old. I went to high school. Now I am in twelfth grade. My parents are named David White and Rebeca White. I'm not a native of Strasbourg City. My parents asked me to move here, a year ago. They always ask me to change places of residence. I don't know the reason. I go into my room. I put my school bag on the study table. Then I sat on the bed. Take out a sheet of the letter that is in my jacket pocket. The letter looks shabby. The paper is almost brown. It seems was written a long time ago.

Uncle Dan shares his little whore with his brother. *********** Megan had been her uncle's whore for over a month now. She hadn't had an active social life before, being a year older than her classmates, but by now the 18-year old didn't participate in any after school activities. She knew that she had to rush home from school, do her homework, shower and be prepared for Uncle Dan's return from work.

“Aaron isn’t coming.” I point out. “He has the day off. I figure I’ll be with you guys all day so he doesn’t need to hang around.” Megan nods absent mindedly, typing something into her phone. I’m not sure she’s really listening. Well, whatever, I’ll try again another time. I finish eating then go to shower and get dressed. Megan picked out a cute little sundress and sandals outfit combo for me. It’s a light blue colour that brings out my pale eyes and emphasises the blue in my hair. I’m still not sure about dressing in a way that emphasises my eyes but she is determined to convince me to. I agreed to try things her way for a while and see if it makes any difference in how people treat me. So

"I keep waiting for Marcus to call and tell me there’s a leak in the press, or a new lawsuit from the minority shareholders, or some fresh scandal Vivienne has cooked up. It’s a hard habit to break, the constant, gnawing expectation of a disaster." "You’ve spent fifteen years being the man who stops the disasters, Larry," Megan said. She set her book aside on the coffee table and leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees. The movement brought her closer, and I could smell the faint scent of the tea she’d been drinking. "You've been the firewall for so long that you've forgotten what it’s like to not be on fire. Maybe you’re allowed to just let the world spin for a few days without tryi

I asked, completely ignoring her explanation. “I’m a mage, just like Sophie and Kael’s mother. But not everyone knows, only Dominique, Kael and now you.” “But I saw you shift into a wolf on the night of the ritual.” I stood confused. “Yes. My kind is rare, and I use to thing I was the last of my kind but seems like there’s two of us now.” Megan said, without spring me a glance. “So you and kael……?” I pushed further. “I’m his spy, and third in command after Dominique.” Pausing she turned to look at me. “Don’t worry wolfie, I don’t plan on seeing what’s behind his pants anymore.” She smirked and continue walking.