Friendship Is Magic Season 1 Novels & Stories

This man loves me. "I have no clue what you just said," The man admits, and then his face seems to grow sad. One could drown in the water gathering in the corner of his eyes. "Our time is limited, but we will meet again once you turn eighteen." He smiles briefly. "Come and find me in the magical realm." His voice sends a flutter through my entire body, and then he leans in to kiss me. It feels like magic—the mate-bond is buzzing in the surrounding atmosphere.

Just like the ones I taught. There were three things I believed were important in this world. Fashion, friendship, and magic. Not necessarily in that order. Sure, it was always important to look your best, and magic was the coolest thing on the planet, but if I had to choose between a gorgeous new top from Bloomingdale's or my best friend Snow, I would choose Snow. Without even batting a false eyelash. Yes, she was a little awkward and couldn't put an outfit together to save her life. But, she had a heart bigger than the Grand Canyon and cared for me and all supernaturals like we were her family.

Jeremiah genuinely offered his help, “I’ve unlocked my magic since I was sixteen years old.” “Really? You’ll teach me magic?” Tobias confirmed, he looked so happy, “thank you, friend!” “This is the first time anyone in here calls me friend!” Jeremiah then gave a mischief look to Paris; “you heard that Paris, we’re friends now.” But this time Paris chose to reply to the friendly joke in not so friendly way, “that's good because birds of the same feather flock together.” Albert added, “both of you are the outcast, so it’s good to see you have a friend to turn to when everyone in here hates you.”

"I think I might cry. This is the best thing that’s ever happened to me." "You’re ridiculous." "And you're amazing. I’m calling my mates. We’re moving in." "That fast?" "That fast. You’re not backing out, right?" "Not a chance." "Then it’s settled. Lia, we’re going to be neighbors!" "Yeah," I said, smiling. "We are." Simone grinned. “This is magic. You are magic.” “I’m not magic, Lia.” "Lia you are magic. Do you understand how rare this is? Best friends don’t just magically end up living next door to each other."

His quiet courage has always inspired me, but feeling it directly through our bond makes my chest tight with emotion. The crowd watches in fascination as silver light begins to emanate from our joined hands, growing brighter with each moment. Some shift nervously, uncertain about the visible magic, but others lean forward with curiosity. This is their first real glimpse of what our bond actually means—not just political alliance, but genuine magical connection. "Look at them," someone whispers, and I catch the awe in their voice. "It's real magic." "Beautiful," another murmurs, and I realize they're not just seeing the light—they're seeing the love that creates it.

Jaxon shared, smiling genuinely. "That sounds nice," I said, Silver silently agreeing. "Maybe I'll join you sometime." "Absolutely! It's a deal then," Jaxon agreed, and as we continued walking, a surprising sense of friendship started to grow. But suddenly, a voice interrupted my thoughts. It was Magnus, mindlinking me for the first time in years.

It was a mistake, I told myself again and again as I went through the events of that day in my head. “I need to leave soon, to return back to class. Is that all you wanted to talk about?” Ebiye asked some few minutes later, bringing me back to the present. I sighed and leaned over the table, holding her eyes. “I want us to be friends. I don’t see the need to be confrontational towards each other since we are one of a kind in a sense—people who can sense and use magic.” It was Ebiye’s turn to be surprised, as she stared at me with a mix of shock and suspicion.

I am not sure exactly what his watcher duties are and why he is my protector, not Bruce, but it feels right. I began to notice something about Bruce after we arrived in New Orleans. I tried to ignore it, but he seemed not protective but jealous. Bruce is in love with me. After much thought and careful thinking, I knew I only wanted to be his friend. For a moment, I thought we could be more, but I know now it is not right. Bruce is not my destiny. My magic is my destiny. I have to embrace my new life and this new family. Now that I have accepted my magic, I will find my father and wait! "My father is dead. Where is the map taking me?" I ask. How did I let that little detail slip from me?

Noah chuckled, and Sebastian looked confused. "I should at least get to know you first before anything. I don't believe in magic, Summer, but I am willing to get to know, no promises made," he said with a half smile, and that was the most decent and honest thing I had ever heard a man say. Finally, someone who wasn't driven by the bond. Who knows, Summer's life might turn out better than mine. The look on Summer's face made me laugh. She wasn't getting off the hook as easy as she thought. I wondered which of them would break first.

* “You could have told me you were leaving. I was very worried… Just get out of my phone.” Joan cut the call, entering into Sisi’s car where Sisi was already waiting. “Who was that?” Sisi asked curiously. “Someone.” She replied curtly. Sisi didn’t know of their relationship, didn’t know that King was her best friend neither did any of her other friends. Sisi had seen King a few times but she hadn’t suspected anything. She didn’t feel the need to inform them, she wanted her relationship with King private. No toast?” Sisi asked, seeing she wasn’t in a good mood.