Into The Magic Shop Novels & Stories

Mama walked to one on the ground floor and extracted some keys from her bag to unlock the huge padlocks. After opening the doors, we brought some wares in cartons and shelves out in front of the doors with a little passageway the customers could enter the shop from. Customers filed in and Mama attended to them while I watched closely, intent on learning quickly. If Mama thought Adanna was good, I needed to show her I was better. "Do you have Magi?" A woman asked me later that afternoon, after Mama had left to get something nearby. "Magi? The men who came to see baby Jesus?" I asked, bemused.

BONNIE’S MAGICAL STORE: They made a smooth landing inside a mystic shop. Filled with curiosity, Lucas peered around with a concerned look. All he could see was a shop window of alluring little objects, magic balls, magic hens, wonderful cones, ventriloquist dolls, and the material of the basket trick. Lucas flicked around and started staring at the magical objects on the shelves. He has not seen any magical objects except in the movies.“How did we get here?” he mutters with mixed feelings.

Not that I minded any bit though. I was mated to a super hot, handsome, most wanted gentleman. How in the world was I meant to be angry? “It's fine”, I said after a while. “Thanks”, he said, pulling me into a hug, and placing a kiss on my forehead. “Let's go”, he said. Just then, I realized we'd been in front of an ancient-looking, creepy shop for a while now. The signpost read “magic, glyphs, and mystical books”. Creepy as the shop right?

77 The thing about magic is that it doesn’t lie. At least, not on its own. People do. They bend it, twist it, hide behind it. But the core of magic, It’s honest. When it’s humming wrong, when something foreign slips in, you know. Even if your brain tries to talk you out of it, your bones don’t. And today, my bones were loud. I was refreshing the garden wards behind the shop, just like I always do every week. Nothing fancy. A little rosemary at the corners, sigils drawn into the dirt, a few whispered protections to keep the neighborhood kids from stealing my moonflower blooms again.

My vision blurred into a hazy mess, and my head felt like it was about to physically explode from the pressure. The sudden, splitting headache offered absolutely no relief, acting as a relentless torment that pushed me closer and closer to the very edge of breaking. Against my will, my hand reached out, unlocked the latch using the curse’s dark magic, and forced me to step inside. The shop’s interior was a gorgeous, breathtaking flirt towards classic Ottoman craftsmanship. The dark wooden floors normally gleamed beneath the weight of intricate burgundy rugs, and ornate walnut cabinets perfectly framed the glass showcases filled with priceless historical treasures.

Megan came and plopped herself in the seat next to me. “What are you up to” “Just looking to see what I need for Uni, I need a few books, so I was thinking about heading out on my bike and going to the bookshop” “Want us to come with you?” I looked at her, she hates bookshops “Na, you hate book shops unless they sell magic ones. You and James can go hang out. I will catch up with you later” “My mum has shown me a rune that I can put on Chad that will cause him erectile disfunction” Megan laughed

I pulled the truck into the small parking lot. The store looked like one of those hippy bong stores. I jumped out then stuffed my wallet in my back pocket. Remi walked with me to the door. As soon as we entered, the strong smell of herbs and other plants overwhelmed my nostrils. Remi split away from me as I browsed the numerous shelves. They were laden with glass apparatus, herbs, plants, crystals, gems, chicken feet, and a host of other items. It was the biggest magical supply emporium in the west. I was sure it had something to do with being so close to a major nexus point.

Explained Sage. With a shrug, Jared followed Sage into the back room where she had been practicing her magic. The walls were scarred from her near missus and there were stains on the floor. “Oh, your magic room,” Jared said looking around in wonderment. “Yeah, my dad’s magic room and now mine. So, let’s get started.” “Ok, the teacher I am all yours.” Smiled Jared as he gave her a wink. Megan clapped her hands together and started to call out the simple ingredients that she would need for the spell she had planned to whip up. Jared strolled over to the small cabinet that sat in the corner of the room.

"Here we are, she said as she pulled up in a parking lot to what seemed like their kind of a mall. It was a shopping centre with many stalls and it looked… witchy. I call it that because it was. What would you call a place where doors were marked with bells that looked like snakes, heads of dragons, human skulls, hand and ginger skeletons and such. Wasn't that… dark? But I didn't say anything as I followed closely behind mom and she walked to a shop that had “POPPY'S MAGICAL THINGS" on the door. This one had what looked like a chameleon that squeaked when we opened the door and a short fat woman came from behind a mannequin that looked like it was straight from a dark tale with a smile.

She chose not to tell him about Nomar and her mission here. When Beatrice finally spoke, everything came tumbling out. She told him of the book in the antique bookstore where she worked and about how she had read the spell that transported her here. She told him that since then, ske believed that magic existed. She also told him that the first time she had gone to the lake, as she put her feet into the water, she had gained some of the memories of Beatrice.