Cherry Magic Novels & Stories

The silver poisoning was taking its toll on the Alpha's body. Chloe cleared her throat and I looked up from Tor's embrace. She raised an eyebrow as she held out a cup of tea. "I'm afraid you won't be getting out of this visit without drinking one of my brews," she said with a smirk. Tor narrowed his eyes at her and then at the mug in her hand. "What kind of foul business is this?" he asked, his nose crinkling. "It is my own brew, actually. A silver poisoning antidote made from dried moonflowers, yellow dock, and witch hazel. Plus of course, a bit of magic," she finished, giving me a wink.

Shocked, Cherry retreated to her room quickly and slammed the door shut behind her. “Damn. She moves at an incredibly fast speed. There’s no doubt she’s undergone some proper training.” Mercy widened her eyes as a mixed feeling of surprise and admiration washed over her face. Her Sister-in-law was amazing. How did she acquire such speed?! Larry had already witnessed her agility before thus he did not appear overly astonished. His cold eyes narrowed at the sight of the locked door. “Open the door.” “No. I already promised to keep your secret. Why do you still want to silence me by taking my life?” Cherry pushed back against the door with all her force. She was determined not to give in.

There were five chairs on a raised platform on the stage, arranged in a semi-circle with a curved table in front. "There are five council members, three from the United States and two from Canada. The chairman will sit in the center seat and will run the meeting. With our hearing, the sound system isn't necessary and won't be used." Derek kept up a running commentary, trying to distract me with information. The auditorium was filling up behind me and the noise level grew to a soft buzz as people talked to each other.

We parted when we heard clapping. Then I reached back and touched the arch, sending my magic into the wood and the flowers. The pixilettes fluttered away as teal and bronze flames sprang to life around us. They didn't burn anything, but they sparkled and glittered against the setting sun. The clapping grew louder and everyone got to their feet. My mom lifted Clare so she could see. The little girl reached out a hand and sent her own magic into the arch so it mingled with mine. All seven magics grew, their colors blending and lifting until they nearly touched the sky.

Without uttering any more words, she engrossed again in her work. Cherry face down, a gloomy submerged in her eyes, “Please Tara… there is no one to listen to me…”, when she said this, Tara's hand suddenly paused, she stood up and swiftly hugged Cherry. Actually, Cherry was an orphan, her parents died in an accident when she was only seven years old. One of the servants who were working at the Ryan mansion was a good friend of Cherry’s father, he brought Cherry with her to the mansion and explained to Ryan her circumstances.

Mayari then opened her eyes to reality and let the blurriness of her vision subsided before trying to reach over to remove the strands of her messy hair that is slightly covering her sight. But a metal sound suddenly clang, she quickly looked at her side, only to find that both of her hands are restricted by chains, and it wasn't just any ordinary chains, it was glowing a dark violet color. Mayari tried to use her magic but she couldn't. She then confirmed that the chains restraining her are enchanted, not just for her physical ability but also for her magic. She tried to struggle to loosen the shackles but to no avail. "You awake?" Mayari immediately looked ahead to see Jim towering her.

I typed in our wedding anniversary without even thinking about it. The phone opened. My fingers scrolled to the messages app and I took a deep breath and exhaled before I opened the thread. [Good morning baby. I miss you already. Last night was everything.] Who on earth was this Tally Bear? I held the phone, standing there, contemplating whether to put it away. After all, it was better if whatever was in that chat never came to light. But Curiosity? It ate away at me like a snail chewing on a layer of cabbage.

"This is a typical pleasure dungeon. You don't need everything in here. This is for people into full bondage. All these things are available on our website if you want them. However, I only suggest one piece of furniture for you and two tools for now. Order a spanking bench, you will thank me." Gio frowned, "Why?" Cherry smiled. "It was more uses than just for spanking. Can I use your fiancé to show what I mean? I promise not to hurt her." She winked at Abi. "Well, unless she asks me too." Abi giggled and Gio nodded, so Cherry led his fiancé over to a strange contraption in the corner. It looked like a wide leather padded sawhorse, with one end higher than the other. One both sides were padd

“Look at you! My little heartbreaker in training.” “I was shaking the whole time.” “Of course you were. First time’s always like that.” Cherry smirked, hopping down. “But you got him curious. That’s the first hook. Now you gotta reel him in.” Raven frowned. “How?” Cherry winked. “Make him feel like he’s got a secret only you can keep. Whisper to him like you already know half the truth. Be sweet, but not too sweet. And don’t overdo the laughs—just enough to stroke that oversized ego of his.”

You could have taken a picture and it always would have come out clear. I made fruit trees. I decided to make this one cherry. As the fruit ripened as big as apples on the branches, I remember Cherry from the bar. I remembered everyone. They were weakened because of me. Kezia was going to die. Everything back there was going down all because of me.