Don't Let The Muggles Get You Down Novels & Stories

she laughed. "There is nothing you can do. You are not here" the Mage ignored her. "Oh my! You really need to upgrade your knowledge on sorcery" Maria bent down and picked up a rock. She hit the Mage on the head. He fell down unconsciously.

Right before the syndicate's power handover, I flew back to New York after a year of studying jewelry design in Europe. But the night before the ceremony, my secret boyfriend of three years—the Rossi family's new second-in-command—sent me a text: [Sorry, Chloe. I lost a card game, and you were my chip. You're his problem now.] Before I could even breathe, I got tagged in the family's encrypted dark-web channel. The top thread was blowing up: [The Mafia Boss Just Won a Fat Pig for a Girlfriend!] Pinned right at the top was an old photo of me from a few years ago. Back when I was 180 pounds. The comment section was ruthless: [If the Boss knew what he actually won, he'd regret making that bet.]

- Okay, calm down, let go of me first and then I'll let them go. Riffen shook his head, he's not stupid, after all these years, could he be tricked by this petty game?

He really looked darn cute. * ♡ * ⚯͛ “My mum always said things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end. If not always in the way we expect.” – Luna Lovegood ⚯͛ M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead | MUNDANE MONDAY

Pushing the door open, the bell rang above our heads, and Bella gasped. I didn’t bother hiding the smug smile across my face. It looks like you might get mugged outside, okay, not might. You’ll definitely get mugged outside if you hang around too long, but the inside?

“There are still a lot of people who are looking for her. Some for legal reasons, others for her talents, but there are many who are after her for revenge.” “Revenge?” asked Dorin, confused, “Why revenge?” “Some day, young one,” Gen. Muller said, his expression sad, “Someday we will tell you.” “For now, we need to get to the Magic Proficiency room to get you tested,” said his aunt. “Word of advise, don’t attract too much attention,” she added, “I am confident that the bands on your legs will hold most of your magic, you’ll probably get 2nd class at most, but try not to show off too much.”

I may not have much but I'd like to keep a hold on my dignity. I kick a small pebble that skitters into the darkness of the pavement as I walk down, I hear festive sounds coming from the pub at the end of this street but I ignore it. No use hoping to have something you never will. Even though I have magical blood, I'm a fire slifer. I have no clue how to harness my power so it's basically useless. I've only had one or two incidents of nearly burning a house down but other than that I feel basically human.

’ He nodded and poured a cup of coffee. ‘I can't help it,’ he leaned against the counter, ‘she's so attractive. And an ordinary one, the rule doesn't apply to her, does it? ‘ ‘No, not to her. ‘Moon sighed deeply. ‘For you Raven, you are not even twenty-one!’ ‘Hm,’ he took a sip of coffee and stared into the distance for a moment. ‘Is it going to do a lot of damage to my magic? I mean I'm almost twenty. ‘

I ignored his speech. I stretched my hands to him and the white rays of mine hit him. He drifted backwards. I know I don't know much about my powers and the magical band, but I won't miss any chances. I'll make sure I get him down. I stretched my hands to him again and I attacked him with full force. He started to look weak.

he was not sure how to get himself out of this situation, but he might as well try to help his good brothers out of a tough situation. "I don't negotiate if that is all we are done here," Megan got up, ready to leave. "Wait, why me? What's so special about me?" "I like the way you fight, you are like a diamond in the rough. With a bit of polishing, you might be a half-decent mage one day." "Half.... decent?" "barley, if you are lucky." "Lucky?" "Are you dim?" "I'm sorry," Bruce lowered his head in shame.