Cherry Magic Novels & Stories

She sat on the edge of the bed. “OK, Kitty, give me your laptop,” Cherry huffed as she sauntered to her feet. Kitty pointed to her computer on the desk next to the window. “There it is, but I'm curious to know why you want it?” “Watch and learn, bitches,” Cherry giggled as she cracked her knuckles. She took Kitty’s laptop and her fingers went to work. “What's Mitch's last name again, Brownpaw, is it?” “Cheryl no!” Kitty exclaimed when she realized what she was about to do.

"What is it?" "See it yourself." Eloisa crossed the room to his table and dropped the bag on it. Ethan opened the bag and took out the container. Opening it, his eyes begun to glow. He looked at Eloisa with huge smile. "SPAGHETTI WITH MEATBALLS AND CHICKEN FRY" "Just for you." "I LOVE YOU, SIS." Eloisa smiled at his enthusiasm and happiness. It's been so long since he had such a big smile on his face. His smile made all her hardships and sufferings worth it.

her lip quivering as she spoke. "What weapon?" I sounded dumb. "The Knife of Erthyrya. One stab and it takes poofs any individual out of existence." She said without a hint of mockery in her voice. "Sorry, the knife of what now?" I really sound dumb. "Er-thy-ry-a." she ennuciates every sylabol like I was a baby. "It was forged our of a heart of a dragon that consumes all magical essence any person has. And uses that collective power to just zap you out of this world." Luna lets out a heavy sigh.

My nervousness tripled, this is it! “Today is… a very special day, for you will all witness Magic. There are more than a hundred mages who participated in the training but only twenty-six made it this far. Today marks a special day, for these mages will prove their strength to be worthy of becoming our next Magic Knights, Magic Knights Leader and one will be our next Magic Leader. Today you will witness as they take their first step towards greatness. Let’s all welcome, our examinees!”

As she took his hand in hers, she said. “What?” Christ was stunned! All this time, Cherry had never been this sweet. She would either cry or cry even harder to leave the place with them. “What do you want?” Christ looked at her in shock and asked. Cherry did not know how to answer him, but she knew how to act it all out. She looked at his and pecked on his lips, “Somehow, this is what I want, if you want to give me, then do it!” She said this as she wrapped her hands around his neck and behind his head and kissed him more passionately.

Maggie seemed to have gone a little overboard to make it look as magical as possible for us, which I'm not complaining about. I grabbed the soft purple blanket lying next to the basket and spread it out over the grass. "Come join me for a little snack, Cherie." I nodded for her to sit while I grabbed the basket. Maggie went all out, too: chocolate strawberries, triangular finger sandwiches, and a small assortment of veggies with dip. There was even a bottle of champagne and two fluted glasses. "This is gorgeous, Chase." "I would love to take the credit, especially seeing that glowing smile on your face, but this was mostly Maggie. I think she is rooting for us." I spoke with excitement in my

After attending Hector's grandson's milestone celebration, Cherry couldn't shake off her gloomy mood. She decided to have a heart-to-heart with Hector, expressing her desire to find her place in Dawsbury instead of staying at Garrison Villa. Considering the remote location might not align with the preferences of young people who enjoy lively surroundings, Hector agreed to her request. When the time came for Cherry to leave, Liam volunteered to drive her to her new place. The atmosphere in the car mirrored their usual interactions at home—Liam focused on driving, and Cherry occupied the passenger seat, engrossed in scrolling through social media and shopping apps.

He’d also been the one to follow my order to invite Cherry back from Berlin to attend my Alpha ceremony. At the thought, I gripped my phone harder. Did this have something to do with Cherry? I watched the three blinking dots for a few more seconds with strained anticipation. I promised Cherry, as her old friend, that I wouldn’t tell you this. But after yesterday and with Cherry gone again, I know I must tell you now. Cherry has a six-year-old daughter, Fern. I met her while I was in Berlin. I think Cherry conceived her while she was still in the pack.

Her expression took on a slightly mischievous quality as she spoke. "Well, it seems I've monopolized enough of your time for today," Cherry said, her voice laced with a hint of mystery. "But before I go, Levi, I think it would be prudent if I had a way to contact you. You know, to call when I’m less busy and all." Levi, caught off guard by Cherry's unexpected request, smiled warmly and reached into his pocket, pulling out a small notepad and a pen. He scribbled his phone number onto a piece of paper and handed it to Cherry, his curiosity piqued by her enigmatic demeanour.

Cherry’s POV Okay, I’ve been dolled up several times before in ways that you cannot even begin to imagine but never, and I repeat, never have I looked this damn glamorous. I don’t know who Xavier, Maddison and Coral are but after this miracle that they’d just performed, I had to get all their numbers and become friends with them instantly, because I literally looked like a Disney Princess after they were done.