Cherry Magic Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The parchment burst into flames, not burning but transforming—the ash swirling upward in a spiral of silver smoke. The smoke split into three threads, each one curling toward them, seeping into their skin where the blood had been drawn. Rita gasped as it hit her—a connection, sudden and sure, like a second heartbeat nestled beside her own. Freda’s eyes glowed faintly. "It’s done." Pru exhaled, flexing her fingers. "Woah." Rita pressed a hand to her chest, where the bond hummed. She could feel them—Freda’s steady determination, Pru’s sharp intuition—like threads of light woven into her own magic.

My heart was racing, fast. And slowly everything started making sense to me now. He was always with him. He never touched me Never found me sexually attractive. Everything was slowly making sense and I was shaking. So... the rumors.. weren't rumors, they were true! They were actually true!!! Charlie Hearth is Gay and not only is he gay.... he is fucked Mason Grey. What the hell.

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I shouldn't concern myself with the why's, rather, I should only think about him and me and what we will birth by mating, a sacred mating bond. “ Let's go somewhere." I propose, taking his hand ànd leading him away. “ It's so late,where are you taking me?" Damian asks but I just grin. " You'll see ànd I am sure you will like it.” We sprint to the woods as I follow the already familiar path in my head. Standing outside the castle gate, I close my eyes ànd start chanting. A moment later, the protective spell cast outside the castle dissipates ànd I pull Damian inside.

Or worse, if he’d already given up. “You’ve got to be shitting me, Lior. You know who the real problem is? You! Fuckin’ You! with your fucked-up savior complex, always pulling some bullshit excuse out of thin air and calling it protection.” I moved in closer, breathing in the same old scent that used to calm me down. Cherry. “C’mon, Cherry. Let me help you here.” He hated it whenever I called him that and never let it slide but that night? he didn’t even flinch.

Cherry’s response to Patricia in a low tone. “That’s just in your mind. Now use what you learned from your previous job to attract Dark. As far as I know, there is no love between them, so that’s how he treated you.” Cherry blew air out of her mouth and nodded to the lady. She just doesn’t have a family and lives on the street. She is known by the name Cherry, and she works as an entertainer. “I tried to seduce him last night. But after the kiss, he seemed to distance himself from me.”

the voices spoke, "you are stuck in confusion and anxiety of your existence. Therefore, you are still not a worthy master for us to serve." Mayari blink and the rose started to bleed, she intended to drop it but she couldn't move and her gaze couldn't leave the rose's view like it was drawing her near to a hypnotizing daze of rosy red blood. The cherry red liquid then drip down from Mayari's soaked hand to the pitch black floor beneath her. It continued to flow, staining Mayari's heels. "Come back again when you have finally found yourself." Then the crimson blood arise and devoured her in an instant. Her vision turned dark and unconsciousness anchored her to sleep...

And if he's here to claim me, things will become worse. However, his next statement made me confirm he was truly here to claim and not attack. TBC... Sorry, this chapter seems short. I'm open to any correction being my first fantasy/supernatural based story. But please no hate comments. Contact @ FB: Gloria Adeyeye Leave a kind but honest review . I love you all😘😘. Thanks for your support.

Cherry complained. “Well, I can't. Your pussy is not the one with a hex on it, now is it?” Kitty was mad, she felt helpless. The only thing she was grateful for was that she didn’t fuck Ezekiel, well, she hoped oral sex didn’t count in this curse or else Zeek wad screwed and not in a good way. Cassie, on the other hand, couldn't stop thinking about Mitch. She was irritated about this incident taking place. She thought they were having a great time, except for when she and Cherry would argue. Now this whole murdered lovers' theme was getting too gloomy.

"That's the only way out for now, but I doubt we can." I nodded at her last word. We can't fight against Morgan, but how will I fight the feelings growing inside of me? "You can't fight it," Cherry said. "It lives in you until you find someone your heart yearns for." I closed my eyes, and sighed deeply. "He gave me this," I said, touching what was on my neck. "So beautiful," she said. Some seconds later, I was becoming bored with all the praises Cherry was giving Morgan. This happened before. Miguel praised Morgan a lot and neglected my pain.