Cherry Magic Novels & Stories

Glen pulled me closer to him, a devilish grin plastered on his lips, "tell me princess, how do you want it?" He placed his lips on my neck as I felt his hard cock on me, I shuddered with excitement, "whatever or however you want it." He suddenly removed his lips from my neck, fixing his gaze on me. The Glen of a few minutes ago was completely, this was the Glen I knew. He wrapped his hands around my neck, not too hard to choke me but enough for me to enjoy it, "just say the magic words." I gazed into those soft lusty eyes then whispered, "fuck me..."

Of course he did. His dark hair was still messily styled to look unintentional and casual. Always trying so hard to look like he wasn’t trying at all. And the scent, the exact same one from back then, it hit me in the gut. Six years, and it still clung to him like it belonged to him. Cherry. All that time he spent running, hiding, pretending… and he still smelled like six years ago. He’s either cursed or too stupid to pick a new cologne, definitely the second option.

she said, “and who knows maybe when he sees you tonight? He’ll regret every second he didn’t.” Cherry growled. “He better. Or I’m dragging him by the neck.” I laughed under my breath. “Thanks.” Just like that, the heaviness broke like foam over the sand — and we dove into chaos. Daisy moved like a quiet storm: graceful, focused, glowing with the kind of concentration that made it look like magic. She laid out jars of shimmer, pots of kohl, soft glitters, glowing oils — a witchy little altar of beauty. Chloe, on the other hand, flung open a sleek black chest like she was unveiling treasure.

CARLA "Wow!" Cherry exclaimed in awe at the sight in front of her. Lilith was sitting in the yard surrounded by pups while putting on a show. The green mist was in the air, and sometimes it twinkled, making excitement all over her expression. Lilith smiled before winking at my daughter. "I can make it go to you." Just as she said, the mist was moving, then slowly flying toward Cherry. I couldn't help but chuckle when her head turned everywhere to follow the movement. It was like she didn't want to miss anything, as it was a rare sight. When else would a witch show their little tricks in front of people?

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.

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.

"Ewww! That's absolutely disgusting, just the thought of it." Her twin clicked her tongue in annoyance. "Yeah, right. So, leave me the hell alone! We're at a damn party, and we're supposed to have fun. I'm twenty-three, Ixora, not sixteen! You're not my damn mother, for crying out loud!" Cherry fished a cigarette from her bag. "Maybe you should try getting laid too. God knows you need it to get that stick out of your tight ass." She said as she produced her lighter and lit her cigarette.

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.

I say shyly, blushing red, we haven't talked until last night, and I was fighting until now. "Alexie" he says pulling me into his arms, hugging me, kissing my lips. "You won" I say happy for him, he worked, they all did worked so hard for this. "We did, it's all because of you" he says making blush red. "M..Me?" I stutter? "You, you are my Lucky Charms Alexie" he says landing a tender kiss on my lips. THE END. Hope you enjoyed this story. Love Cinderella.

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.