Meghan Quinn Audiobooks Novels & Stories

Meghan: Mia didn’t launch into her usual gossip. Her voice was weird and serious. “Meghan. Hey. So… how’s your hot uncle?” I swear, my heart actually stopped. Like, full-on organs-shutting-down panic. How does she know? Did she somehow hear about the feelings? About the… touching? Oh my god, oh my god… “What?” I choked out, my voice about an octave higher than usual. Then my brain caught up. Get a grip, you idiot. There’s literally no way. She’s not psychic.

Heather POV I straightened out my clothes but as I reached for the door handle I heard noises coming from the next level. I leaned over the railing to see what it was. Just as a head comes into view, I hear a moan followed by, “That’s right, just like that. Suck my cock. That feels so good.” That’s when I realized that the head I see in Quinn’s, but that’s not Meg. Meg is blond. Before I can back away from the railing, Quinn looks and makes eye contact with me. I started to head for the door when I heard Quinn yelling at whoever he is with. “That’s enough, stop. Get away from me.”

I decide to head upstairs to first get into something comfortable when I hear giggles from my bedroom. “I do not love him, I love only you baby,” I overhear Meghan on the phone with someone. “Yes, I am only with him for the money and you know that. If I leave him I can’t be able to finance both of our lifestyles my love…he will one day die you know and we will both inherit all of his money…this is worth waiting for my love,” she says and at this point I do not want to hear anything more this woman has to say so I barge into the room.

"That-that," "Do you want go quickly so that you can report what you found to Mr.Awan?" "Ehh... I...." Secretary Ken approached Doctor Jack and whispered in a very cold tone. "All the names and full addresses of your family are in my hands. If Mr. Awan finds out that Young Master is not crippled, then be prepared. When you return home you will find your wife crying over your dead daughter. Won't that be too bad? You have a beautiful daughter. Oh- she looks very cute in a blue dress."

Meghan's POV "Miss Meghan Price is the new director." I thought I was dreaming as he pronounced carefully. There was like a strong silence filling the room as he spoke. Then Paulina's voice thundered. "What!??" "I don't think you all should be too surprised about this. Miss Meghan is one of the company's finest business owners around here." This produced a scoff from Paulina. "Yea? Is that why she's in huge debts right now? We know of her cheap attempts begging money from banks and all!"

Swiftly swiping to answer and bringing the phone to his ear, Liam greeted her warmly, saying, "Hey Megan, what's up?" Megan's voice echoed through the phone speakers, and she didn't sound happy. "Liam, where are you?" A worried expression crossed Liam's face as he replied, "I'm at Multiversal Studios. Is something wrong?" The seriousness in Megan's voice had him immediately on edge, fearing that he might have upset her.

“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.

Meghan Tinsley, a former lead CSI takes a trip to a lonely town to spend a few days with her daughter and son-in-law. The night she arrives she runs into trouble in the form of a dashingly young handsome deputy called Dale Callahan. Dale employs every play in the book he can use to try and get Meghan to be his but she feels she's too old for him. Despite her resistance, Meghan knows in her heart she is playing a losing game and she loses everything to him. The arrival of a killer in town is just the kind of action they need to spice things up a bit.

It's just a little bit of acting, I can handle it. Me: You're no good at acting Meg, everyone knows that. Meg_hen: Good, so don't get your hopes too high. I shook my head as I got into the car with one prayer in mind; I hope Meghan Summers don't fuck me over.

“Hello Luna, how lovely to meet you. I'm Phoebe. If you will follow me ill take you to Emily.” “It's nice to meet you, Phoebe; please call me Quinn,” I told her as I followed her through the hall to Emily’s office. Phoebe knocked on the door and waited until Emily shouted, come in before we entered. “Quinn, glad to see you made it. I wasn't sure if you would be in after this morning. I bet that wasn't pleasant. How's Megan doing?” “It was hard, but she's strong, and Summer is looking after her today.”