You Can't Keep Me In Here Megatron Novels & Stories

Soren's POV Five days since I have seen Meg and it’s like my chest is being constantly sliced open. The silence in my quarters is almost unbearable, the remnants of the old shattered office furniture a constant reminder of how little control I have over my life. I’d forbidden all from entering either room. The pieces of wood and glass, scattered across the floor like the remnants of my pride, do nothing to ease the burning frustration in my chest. Every time I close my eyes, I see Meg standing here, defiant, her power radiating like a beacon, untouchable and untamed.

Evan tried to change the top, Megara finally leaned away from him, looking down at her lap before turning her head towards the window although there was not much she could see. "Neel keeps me company but I fear he sometimes feels confined," Megara muttered and Evandros nodded in understanding, his intense gaze still fixated on her. "It's understandable considering his age," Evan said, thinking of a way to let them out so they wouldn't feel confined in one room. He knew he couldn't let many people see her but at least he could let them roam around his personal chamber.

“Release me. My guards today are horny fools and have gone upstairs to f-k.” “Break the spell circle,” Lark nudged Meguitte’s cheek with the muzzle so that Meguitte flinched away from the poke of the metal against her cheekbone. “Or I’ll f-k your face up. You’re a f-king vampire, I’m pretty sure you’d survive if I put a bullet under your chin, but it won’t be fun living for the rest of eternity without a face.” Where was Samuel if Tyler and Izeikiel were upstairs? Would Tyler and Izeikiel have heard the commotion over their love making? Meguitte wondered.

The man definitely loved drinking. Stepping back, I looked around to be sure that there were no mistakes. It was clear. With a sigh of relief, I quickly walked out of the room and moved over to the storage room, keeping the items back where I had collected them. 'We should try to run?' Meghan pointed out. I rolled my eyes. 'I’m a prisoner here. How is it possible for me to run? Do you want those stuck-up twins to deal with us?' 'Why would they do that? You’re a werewolf, and it’s important for you to keep exercising. There is no need to be so stuck up about it.'

bodega with the cat that is three parts lion, the nail salon two doors down that is always playing a true crime podcast at a low murmur, a teenager on a skateboard practicing a trick like persistence is oxygen. I buy a second apple because the first one was a betrayal and I am stubborn. I come home feeling more like a person and less like a cursor blinking without a sentence.

"I've already submitted my resignation. I'm no longer part of the Valeri Family. You have no right to do this!" "Don Valeri has instructed us that Ms. Costa's wishes are his wishes," the bodyguard said, voice cold as ice. In the dead of winter, I knelt at the gate for seven long hours. My knees were scraped and raw, my face purple from the cold, and I couldn't stop shivering. The only thing that kept me upright was sheer will. My consciousness was waning, and I vaguely heard someone calling my name. When I looked up, I saw Luna sprinting toward me.

"Can you hear me? Speak to me, please." "I am right here," I said, and my voice didn't sound like a choir of dead strangers anymore, it was just me, strong, clear, and perfectly steady, though a deep, resonant rumble vibrated underneath my words. "It is impossible," Magnus shrieked, tearing at his robes, his staff clicking frantically against the stones as he backed away toward the altar. "The guardian cannot retain a human mind, the power is too vast, it will tear the soul apart."

She asked hesitantly. Lark stared at her wide eyed. “You don’t know?” She asked skeptically. “He already has what he wants from you. He’s just… holding you in reserve in case you come up with anything else useful or figure out how to cure him. Though you’ve don’t very little to help him with that.” Meguitte swallowed, seeking to moisten a mouth that suddenly as dry as a dessert. “I have hardly been given the opportunity or equipment to develop anything,” she said defensively. He already has what he wants. “His cuff stops him from changing into the Lycan,” she added.

he said “Tell me about it” I said. “Actually, the director’s granddaughter doesn’t want to stay here, in this country. She wanted to go back to Taiwan, where she grew up,” he started. Ahh, I see. “But madam left no choice as no one can take care of her in Taiwan and Madam is the only guardian she has. That’s why she bring her here” he said. “Then, what happened next, sir?” I asks.