Amphibia Maggie Novels & Stories

Sometimes she told her own made-up stories. Opi would then sit in the other rocking chair and listen. He made strange faces at the stories. Cozy and loving, that was the feeling that the scent of sandalwood meant, at least for Maddie. She disappeared completely in her mind, but when she heard her name she landed in the present again. 'What?' ‘That you have a second name besides Maddie's?’ Anke repeated and looked at her questioningly. 'Yes. My full name is actually Magna Luna. that means big moon.’ She smiled at the circle of those present. ‘Fortunately my nickname is Maddie. Witch means, she of the light and sounds much better, I think.’She smiled at the circle of those present.

Maggi was lying on the ground gasping for breath, she had a wound on the right side of her chest. I ran to her and knelt down beside her. “Are you okay Maggi?” I asked shaking her a bit. “What happened to you? Where is Thelma and the rest?” “Ralia you have to get out of here now” she said weakly. “There was a werewolf attack, and I think they are coming back”. “Maggi we have to get you a doctor, you are bleeding so much” I said crying. “It is too late for that Ralia, just get out of here before they come back”

I frowned and dug inside the pocket to feel cool metal against my fingertips, “Maggie, you didn’t.” “Alexander’s always prepared. So this time, I came prepared. Call it a mother’s intuition.” I pulled out the metal bracelet that I had given her as a kid. “Nothing in the rules about regifting, bitch.” Maggie raised her hand to the Queen, flipping her the bird. She laughed to herself before grunting, coughing up blood. “The barrier will be up in a few minutes, just try to make it till then.” Maggie said, grabbing my arm. “Maggie- I can’t leave you. You’ll die.” I glanced between her wound and her eyes. She was getting pale and her eyes were getting glassy. “Hey, hey, stay with me.” I shook her

Jackson grabbed her hand pulled her back, "What the fuck are you doing Maggie", Jackson said pulling her away "Why did you bring me here, why is she here and not dead", Maggie shouted pointing her finger at me. Both Damien and I looked at each other confused, as we watched the exchange between the people in front of us "What are you talking about Maggie", Jackson asked, "MY SPELLS WONT WORK ALPHA SHE HAS SOME OF MY POWER IN HER", Maggie shouted,

Maggie said with her eyes still closed but blood was beginning to ooze from her nose. So someone who could do magic was in league with Anna’s team? I made a mental note to summon all the elders in all 12 packs once this was over. Maggie looked like she was in a lot of discomfort, even from her voice and the way she spoke one could easily tell. “Push harder!!! You can do it Mag,” Damien encouraged and I glared at him. But Maggie didn't stop chanting the spell, rather her voice became louder and the flames on the candle blazed more.

Hannah cried but Maggie kept trying until we heard a sentence clearly "R-Rogues. T-They s-said t-they were c-coming f-for you" she gurgled out while staring straight at me and my breath hitched Maggie began to convulse violently, coughing up blood as she her body shook "Maggie? Maggie!" Hannah and Alpha Scott kept calling her name but to no avail I watched with horror, totally motionless as Maggie's eyes rolled to the back of her head and her body stopped convulsing; going completely still

We all headed over to the food line, Rian walking between Tristan and I. Several pack members cast curious glances our way at the sight of Rian with us. Miss Maggie was working the buffet this evening and Rian waved to her, and she waved back. Miss Maggie was an older lady, looking to be in her mid fifties by Human standards, so perhaps in her late 100s for a werewolf. Her long brown hair had wisps of gray throughout it and was pinned back in a bun while she worked. She was taller, perhaps 5’9” or so, with a slightly curvy frame and well worn wrinkles on her hands, and laugh lines on her face.

She nods, snarling softly, “Wish I could’ve done it, but I’m glad he’s gone. For both our sakes.” Celine nods and smiles at her, “Yeah.” Celine looks over at Maggie. “Did she tell you anything?” Her wolf looks at her, tilting her head, “That she’s a witch, her name is Maggie and she was going to help me get back to you.” The wolf swings her head around to Maggie “I like her.” Celine nods, “Me too…” Celine pushes her face into her wolf’s neck. Then pushes the wolf gently off her legs so she can stand as Maggie comes over to them,

I took a deep breath and released it slowly. "Do you know someone who works at the entertainment club?" I asked. I saw she was lost for a second and it seemed her body got tense. She shook her head. "No..." she shortly replied. She reached for a glass of water and drank it straight. She looked really tense. "There is someone who works at the entertainment club who lives in your village," I opened up and started eating again. "Do you know someone named Magda? She's a good friend of mine," I asked and glanced in her direction.

He still refused to stop trying even though she had turned down his offer a thousand times. Maggie is a biracial mid easterner whose mother is British, she grew up in London but came to settle in Maslles country because of her job. She was beautiful woman in her late twenties, she didn't wear classy clothes but always attracted the attention of the opposite sex. Seeing that Maggie wolfing down her food hurriedly , James patted her shoulder , saying, "My beautiful Maggie, please take your time."