Got The Magic In Me Pitch Perfect Novels & Stories

"That's two billion dollars worth of shares!" "I haven't lost my mind," I said, looking out at Yvonne and Candice in the garden. "I just want all of you to be happy."

If there had been a sweepstakes for Least Likely To Be Secretly Engaged To Me, he would’ve been the odds-on favorite. And now, I’d just claimed him. The room erupted into murmurs, questions, speculation, and even envy. “That’s why she kept it quiet…” “God, what a power move.” “This is a PR masterclass.” Dante said nothing, just slipped his hand around my waist and drew me into the dance we’d never rehearsed, because now, the performance was everything. The music returned, and I let him lead, our bodies close enough to pass for love. I felt oddly powerful. I had just rewritten the narrative in front of an entire room, and no one was none the wiser.

“Everleigh,” she says, starting to shake her head. “Mahl is the one who made magic illegal –“ “You use magic on him every other night!” “And I am a professional,” she says, laying a demure hand on her breast and grinning at me. “You are a rank amateur!” “Oh, come on, Margot!” I beg, dashing for her and dropping to my knees in front of her stool. She blinks at me, surprised. “It will be easy! I did it before with Angeline and it worked so well! He’ll never notice!”

I switch it on then looking for entertainment news or show then suddenly a news caught my attention. ‘Breaking news one of the hottest supermodel now in America Miss Shane Sandoval is in a relationship now with her co-model Alexa Gray.’ My tears ran down to my face immediately watching Shane’s interview together with her new partner. They’re so sweet together, like a perfect couple of the century. I stand up but my legs are shaking and my body is trembling in anger. I'm lost now. I lost the woman that I love so dearly with all of my heart because of that one stupid mistake.

Today, I won. And wherever Miley was… broken, used, feeling like nothing, she would finally understand: I always get what I want. Behind me, an assistant hovered, working carefully to twist my hair into an intricate bun, securing it with pearl pins. Another one held my veil, waiting for the signal. I turned my head slightly and caught the imperfection. One of the pearl clips was off-center. Barely. But it was enough, enough to make me mad for ruining my almost perfect day …I do not make any single mistake today…because today everything should be perfect.

I wasn’t really happy with his question. “Do you really think that Lucy Chaw would ever like you?” He looked at me in a ‘why’ way. “I mean don’t get me wrong. Lucy Chaw is the kind of girl who goes for the 3Ms.” “The 3Ms, what is that?” he asked. “Money, Muscle, Magic.” “I get the ‘Money and Muscle’ but why the ‘Magic’?” Oliver asked. “It doesn’t mean you have to have actual magic, it just means you have to have the power to do anything fearlessly. And no offence but I don’t think you will be appealing to her.”

Karin “I think that’s the best I can do.” Maggie steps back to inspect her work, looking less than pleased. “There’s only so much magic you can do standing in a bathroom with a clutch full of safety pins, I guess.” Maggie sighs. “I’m lucky you carry those things around with you,” I say, smiling gratefully. I smooth my dress out. “I actually think you are pretty magical, Mags. It doesn’t look half-bad, and especially in the dark it won’t, I’m sure.”

I paid for everything and she said to me, “Allow me to do some magic to your face, I want you to be the outstanding hot lady at the event you are attending.” “Is that necessary?” I asked having a weird look and she said to me, “Yes, it won’t take time.” I allowed her and for the next few minutes, I could barely recognize myself, she truly knew her way around magic. Candy call came in, “Hi, did you change your mind already? I‘m here waiting for you.” “Not at all, I’m on my way.” I ended the phone call and rushed to the car, zooming off to the club.

I secretly swallowed because of the view. They were still shouting. I breathed deeply before starting to shake my body. "Shit! We missed you, Magda!!!" "You're mine now! I'll pay a lot!" "My f*cking hormones, sh*t! Shake it off Magda!" I could see in their eyes the admiration for my inherent beauty and charm. I felt like I'm a famous television actress that everyone is obsessed with, like pizza that will never be rejected when laid on the table, like wine and beers that can almost replace the water if swallowed, like a bad drug that when once you use, you will never stop using it and like a potion that once you have been subjected under its magic, you will never be able to escape anymore.

His words are meant to be pacifying, to help me calm down so I can focus. But the idea that my magic has changed sounds terrible. Especially when I just started to get a hang of the things I have been practicing. The magic I have been doing over the last few weeks has been all vicarious through Elena and Gentry. Or more accurately their magic has been vicarious through me. I have just been the filter since I have a magic filter or metabolism and can’t fight off most spells and incantations.