Everything Little Thing She Does Is Magic Novels & Stories

the first time you showed your magic? You were such a little girl, and you accidentally made flowers in the garden bloom right in the dead of winter. You were so afraid of what you had done, but I told you it was beautiful. I told you that your magic was a gift. I can hear the tenderness in her voice, and I cling to it, trying to steady myself. The storm continues raging but I feel the magic inside me calm a little. "Mom," I whisper, my voice breaking. "I don't want to hurt you.

she said, holding nothing. I chuckled. “You forgot the cards.” “No, silly,” she whispered. “It’s pretend. Just pretend!” “Right, of course. My bad.” I reached out and pretended to grab one. “You got the Queen of Sparkles,” I squinted. “That’s exactly what I picked!” I gasped. “I told you I’m magic.” I squatted down to her height and grinned. “That, I don’t doubt.” She leaned in a little closer, her eyes still bright but her movements just slightly slower now.

She held me until there was no more tears to cry and all there was was the hiccups—after math of crying for long. “Look this might sound strange but I know a thing that might help right now.” She said. I looked at her without saying anything but my eyes clearly urged her to continue. “I know a place, I got an ad from them once, apparently they can perform some spells that turn ordinary women into pretty women.” She said. I burst out laughing. “Uhmm, at least I made you laugh” she winked. “You aren’t serious. A spell, what is this? Disney land where maids are turned to princesses?” I chuckled.

She has that effect on me—she becomes the only thing in the world that exists. The sparkle in her emerald eyes when she talks about something she loves. The way she bites her lip when she’s excited. The brush of red hair across her cheek before she tucks it behind her ear. How every dress clings perfectly to her body. I see everything. I notice everything. I don’t know what she’s discussing with the other professor, but I don’t like the way she’s smiling at him. I want that smile for myself. I want to be the reason she glows like that.

Whenever he said something funny, she laughed so hard her shoulders shook, even reaching out to lightly slap his thigh. It looked less like conversation and more like flirting. When we arrived at the private room, Carrie casually handed the menu to Gabe. "You're my childhood friend. You should know what I like without me having to say it." Gabe rested his chin against her neck. "Of course. I even know how many moles you have on your body." I silently took a seat to the side. Not a single dish on the table was something I could eat. Gabe filled my glass with wine, then picked up his own.

“Magic isn’t something you wrestle. You dance with it.” I scowl. “I don’t dance.” She arches an eyebrow. “You will if you catch on fire.” With a sigh, I flex my fingers. The magic crackles to life again, licking up my knuckles in blue and amber flames. “I can feel it,” I mutter. “But it’s wild. Like trying to bottle a storm.” “Then don’t bottle it,” she says gently. “Let it move through you. Trust that it won’t burn you.”

Is this a dream. Then the fireworks show ended so did our kiss... Henry looked away with his red blushing face, "I'll take you back... to your room..." I stuttered still unable to process everything, "Oh.. y-yeah..." Is this all... true? Is this really happening? At long last? I wonder, can you feel this magic in the air, it must've been the way you kissed me...Fell in love when I saw you standing there from our very first meeting... it must've been the way...today was a fairytale...

she said handing me back the paper. "I thought you can't do magic?" I asked intrigued. "That is not magic, it's an Oath, even you can do it." She answered. I nodded. She smiled at me, her eyes sparkling. "Now let's get this thing off me." I stood up and went to stand behind her, she moved her hair to one shoulder giving me a perfect view of her beautiful slender neck. My fingers gently brushed against her skin, sending pleasurable shivers down my spine. I could feel how deep the connection between souls is, one that went beyond words or actions. I couldn't resist leaning down to inhale her tantalizing scent.

she said as she held my hand in hers pressing it in assurance. I looked into her curious eyes and said as i scratched the back of my head: “I don’t know Mia; I really think we should listen to Jack and keep away from it” She sighed soundly putting her head down replying in a low tone: “I just don’t think that it’s dangerous at all. It literally saved us back in the car accident. Let us give it a try” I couldn’t refuse her anymore: “Fine, I will do it. But if I won the race, you would have to listen to me afterwards and wait for Jack to call us back. That thing is dark magic and I would hate to see you get hurt” I agreed unwillingly

she asked me back. I nodded "Yes. Who else is our little sister?" I saw Ashtrea face darkened and move her lips to find a words to retort back but sadly, before she could retort back at me. Our little sister appeared in front of us out of thin air. Woah, it is magic. Even if I want to believe, I can't make myself do it. I sighed. There's no magic. "Big Sis. You see, you see" our little sister eyes is sparkling with stars and she excitedly claps both of her hands and jump many times before she finally andbcompletely landed down on her own new bed.