Say You Swear Meagan Brandy Novels & Stories

“Uh, yeah. Tonight, actually.” “That’s cool!” Meagan exclaimed as she patted him on the shoulder. She is a pretty brunette, a little shorter than my sister, and I imagined Brandon would blush when she touched him, but he didn’t. He didn’t even seem to notice how pretty she is. “It will be great to have you on the team.” “It’s great to be here,” Brandon replied. Something in his voice sounded less enthusiastic than I expected, and I couldn’t help but stare at him for a second. Was he having second thoughts?

It felt so wrong as she said that aloud. Megan smiled, seeing how she was struggling through her lies. She swirled what remained of her brandy in her glass, "Is it? A shame... I've been wondering how it'd feel to take you against the wall and let my fingers and mouth taste your body. But forget it, babe. I guess it's just the whisky talking."

Aiys didn't have time to continue saying. "KEYSA ANETRA FESYLA." Aiys immediately hugged Keysa, Keysa was still silent because she was shocked, "Thank you and congratulations Key," Aiys said softly. Keysa returned Aiys' hug, "Thank you Aiyss," with teary eyes. Keysa immediately stepped onto the stage. Aiys looked at Keysa departure with a happy heart mixed with anxiety. How about himself? The emcee immediately continued, "Second place with an average score of 91.34. It was won by... thump... thump... thump.." he said.

Thomas said. “Does it make any difference? Are you sure you can pay all your debts in two days? Even the flats and their contents will not be able to pay off your debt, Thomas” "I promise I will pay my debts" Thomas said. "How to? You don't work Thomas, money won't fall from the sky in front of your eyes” "My daughter, my daughter will be the collateral, if two days I can't pay my debt, you can take her" Thomas said. “Your daughter? You sold your daughter to us? Are you sure your daughter has high grades?”

Knox chimed with a grin. Megan snorted, drinking her wine. "Those three alone tomorrow. You might as well postpone the wedding." Alice elbowed her friend, who was sitting next to her. "Ow. You made me spill superb wine." "You are sounding more and more like an alcoholic," Tristan jabbed, "And you say we are bad." "Fuck off Tristan," Megan pushed her chair and walked off. "Classic Meg," Evan chuckled. "And in front of elders too," Owen clapped, "Bravo sis."

“Slow down, Ravena. If you are planning to go against the Queen, then count me out.” “I promise I won't drag you into this as long as you swear that you won't tell the Queen or anyone else.” She stared at me in silence and I could see the wheels of her head turning. "Swear it." I stepped closer, my wolf pressing against my skin. "On your magic. On your life. On whatever's left of your soul. Swear you won't tell her." Morgaine held my gaze for a long moment. Then she sighed and pressed her hand to her heart. "I swear. On my magic, my life, and my soul. I won't tell the Queen."

I pushed past the heavy doors, and the sight of the happy couple standing on the stage hurt my eyes. "Isn't the bride today supposed to be me?" I asked Jason Scott with a trembling voice, my eyes reddening. Guilt briefly crossed his face, but he was more upset by my sudden appearance. "Didn't I explain this to you before? Stop causing a scene—there are so many people watching now. We can't risk upsetting Helena." I replied, "Why should I be the one getting upset then? Wake up, Jason! Your fiancee is me—not her!"

– Megan finally exploded, furious – Or I'll shut her up for you! "Now, Sutton, don't you want to know the kind of man your beloved little sister is involved with?" – Suzan seemed deeply satisfied with Megan's reaction – After the depressing way our dear Isa was after seeing that wonderful video in which me and that idiot Liam were the stars, I think you should protect her better and...

Just as Brandy was about to escalate the situation further, a voice interrupted the tense atmosphere. "Excuse me, ma'am," said Janet, the cashier, stepping forward. "I believe there's been a misunderstanding." Brandy turned to face Janet, her expression a mix of annoyance and curiosity. "And who are you?" "I'm Janet, and I happen to know that Lily here is a valued customer," Janet replied confidently, eyeing Brandy with a hint of disdain. "She holds a Sapphire card, our most exclusive credit card. Only our most esteemed clients have the privilege of carrying one."

'And I've always thought you'd be the one to see he got it. 'Oh, she did that all right,' muttered Brand. Tm still bearing the bruises.' 'My granddaughter is not a bruise,' said Mairead. 'Brandon, stop standing around being disagreeable. If you've got work to do, then get on with it. Go and impress a boardroom or something.'