Say You Swear Meagan Brandy Novels & Stories

Brandy was a double spy? "Brina..." "Relax, Whiskey. Brandy wouldn't betray us." "Of course I wouldn't." Brandy reached for the tissue that Sabrina had prepared. "I love my family. Besides, I’ve been bored, and this is my mission." He winked at Whiskey. "Just go along with the play. I’m enjoying being a double spy and the one who betrays the family. That's a big role, and I just wish we had a camera rolling to record everything. I could be the biggest actor and win an Oscar this year," Brandy said dreamily.

Roman muttered, asking no one in particular. "Brent knows that you are a big time SCUMBAG !" A voice sneered, brushing past Roman. "Andrea ?...."

Daniel said, then he smirked and leaned in closer to me, “did you fuck many guys when I was gone?” I clenched my jaws and turned to him. “I am not gay.” I told him through gritted teeth. “Woah, it's okay.” Sora said as he separated us. “This shouldn't be the best way to reunite. Besides, Daniel here came all the way from the US, and he is your partner for this shoot.” I shot Mr. Sora a cold look. “I won't do it with him.” “Look, I don't know what you two have, but it has already been decided.”

MEGAN ‘Marley…. I swear…” I gritted, my fingers digging into my hands, almost drawing out blood. She said her blind date was an ugly, trust-fund kid, yet, the smug, arrogant six-foot-four across from me was the total opposite. I sat upright and cleared my throat. Although, I was met with something unexpected, that didn’t stop me from starting what I came here for. Ruining the blind date. “I’m sorry for calling you an ugly alien. There was a miscommunication from my end.”

“What are you doing?!” “I'm sorry! I can't watch this anymore. You two have to kiss and make up!” “Megan, you traitor!”

Justin snapped. Jake snorted. “Relax, hero. She’s telling the truth.” Megan slammed the table so hard cups rattled. “Say that again.” I arched a brow. “Aw, is the pretty queen bee buzzing? Careful—you might get stung.” Megan leaned in, eyes glinting. “You know who you’re talking to, bitch? I’m the president of The Fells. You really wanna start a fight with me?” “I don’t care if you’re the president of the United States. You started it. You don’t talk to me like that. You’re just mad because Hayden chose me.”

She spat with venom, and the whole room erupted into shocking murmurs. “MEGAN!” Veronica exclaimed in shock. “But that's not true.” “Alpha, I swear by the moon goddess. I didn't do it.” She cried out to Alpha Marcus and everyone who cared to listen to her. “Enough of swearing by the moon goddess, else she'll strike you dead this instant!” Megan said again, throwing everyone into further shock. “I think that would even be better since you tried to kill me like you killed Trey.” She added. “What did I ever do to you?” Veronica cried weakly, as her strength began to deplete.

A secret that Meagan was a werewolf. Finally, Meagan spoke harshly, “What the fuck?” Vastria stared at Meagan confused sitting on the grassy ground.

She wrapped an arm around Aurora’s shoulder, gently pulling her in. But Aurora said nothing. She just kept sipping her drink, strong and steady. Megan sighed. "Alright, I’ll drink with you. What’s the point of drinking alone, anyway?" And with that, she knocked back a shot to match Aurora. One round led to another, and soon enough, both of them were tipsy, their minds delightfully unhinged. "You… you can tell me anything," Megan slurred, thumping her chest with exaggerated pride. "Swear on my life—my lips are sealed! I won’t tell a soul."

“Yet for the life of me I don’t know why.” He stepped back, completely thrown off by her display of abilities. Brandon held his glass to his lips while watching her warily, barely sipping it. “Are you some kind of a witch or something?” he finally asked. “Witch? That’s what you’re calling me? Witch?” Maggie hissed as she stood glowering at Brandon with her hands on her hips, her legs spread apart, and a large scowl on her face. If she had a parrot on her shoulder and a patch on her eye, she would have easily passed for a pirate; an offended one at that.