Meghan March Books Novels & Stories

I had to twist my hands in the covers to keep myself in place. He wanted to steal me away and keep me to himself. What girl wouldn't want an amazingly attractive, obviously rich, and powerful King to sweep them away to his hidden fortress and ravish them? Especially a shifter one. There were shifter novels through the roof in all the stores. On my e-reader alone I had tons of them. They were a secret indulgence of mine and not necessarily for the cryptids part.

“I was just asking—” “No,” Adrian interrupts calmly. “You were not.” Shane’s grin gets worse as he looks back down at his phone. “Kylah says Meghan’s pretending she doesn’t want to go.” My chest tightens instantly. Then Shane snorts quietly. “What?” I snap. “She says Meghan’s been hiding in her room all week painting ‘weirdly emotional forests.’” I go still. Forests. Something about that settles deep and strange in my chest. Instinctive.

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I could feel the bond course through my veins always, especially with his mark on my neck and it only made me ache to be with him again. "Okay, Riley. What gives? You've been walking around like a zombie the last couple of days." Page says to me. "Nothing, it's nothing." I say, tracing my fingers along the mark underneath my collar. "Did Declan break up with you?" She asked, looking at me skeptical. "No, nothing like that. I'm just going through a lot right now." I say, giving her the best smile I could muster up. "You know what would cheer you up?" Page says, changing the subject. "The carnival that's in town on Friday. You, me, and Mia?"

Megan smiled as she watched it fly higher and higher. Megan was so lost in her thoughts she didn’t pay attention to the sound of running footsteps that happened to become louder. The kid must have had her head down because she didn’t see Megan until it was too late. Megan was shocked as the girl seemed to have flipped over her and her dog. When the girl had landed her butt, her messenger bag had spilled open and out slid her books, her small throwing knives that her father had given her. When the small black ritual book with what looked like it had, some hand-painted a design on it and a few vials of mystery liquids that had landed safely across the grass of Megan’s older neighbor, Allison.

"This is my home. This is my pack. This is where I belong. This is where Tate belongs..." "Grace, please..." "You're the one that told me to stop running - the one that convinced me to fight for what I want..." Meghan exhaled heavily and ran her hand through her hair. Her face was flushed with colour. I couldn't quite tell what she was feeling. She looked annoyed, but she also looked regretful of bringing up the subject. A part of me wondered whether she was angry... But why would she be? That didn't make any sense at all. Why would Meghan be mad that I didn't want to leave the pack again?

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.

she shrugged. Well, that's a start. "Do you have Lisa's phone number? I can call her and find out," I said quickly. I highly doubted that girl would know where Meghan was, but at least she could tell me something about Chase since they all went to the same school. "As her father mentioned, Meghan is shy and private, so she didn't bring Lisa home much. Maybe you should go to her campus and find her that way. " As far as I know, Lisa lives in the dorms," Meghan's stepmother said.

Megan was in her office attending to her duties. Duties that would soon belong to Aspen. She remembered spending most of her childhood and all of her teenage years training for the position of the wife of the alpha and future king. Never in a million years did she think she would be rounding up her projects, giving up the things she loved. Megan cried herself to sleep every now and then. She didn’t believe it would hurt this much if her marriage was purely political or if the mistress was a total stranger.

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