Jake's Magical Market Novels & Stories

But he did recommend that we go to the Nightshade Market. That there was a witch who could definitely help us. On a normal circumstance I would not even have agreed to go there. The Nightshade Market was a weird place, full of mystics. Witches. Faes. Creatures that took supernatural a step further… they were cunning, and never did anything for free. In fact, just anything or anyone that was bursting with magic, the Nightshade Market was the place to be. But this was crucial. I needed my kids to be healthy.

I set the dining room table for both of us, and Jack gets us a bottle of red wine to enjoy with our meal. At dinner, Jack talks about some festival that they are going to have in their city, and he wants me to accompany him and meet his parents for the first time. The festival is a very magical thing with fairy lights everywhere—outside and in the trees. Everyone plays games and has competitions. There is also going to be a farmers’ market with a lot of cute handmade things. I love handmade things, maybe because I like making things too. The festival sounds like a lot of fun, so I agree to go with him.

“I’ll be sure to bake you something special.” “Please do. I can’t stand the taste of magic cake. Or pie.” Mage Jaye used her magic to whisk away the tea tray and all of the cookies. “I’ll make sure it’s fresh,” she said. Then, she got up off of the couch, nodding at him again. Sam gave her the sort of wave a beauty pageant candidate might give from the stage, and Mage Jaye headed toward me, toward the door. Her eyes were narrowed as she looked at me. I simply stepped aside, not even turning around as the door opened and closed behind me.

The room was filled with a lot of eerie carved images I don't know how to explain, with candles on the walls as sources of light. As we sat on the other mat in front of him, he smiled, looking at me. "What?" I frowned. "I know why you both are here. I can help you forget about her." He began without us saying anything. I guess Jake wasn't wrong about his magic powers after all. "What should I do? How are you going to do it?" I asked bluntly, wiping my nose as the incense in the room was making me uncomfortable, unlike Jake, who seemed like he was even enjoying it.

Tess sat on the edge of Jess's bed. "Didn't say anything was wrong with me." Jess really wished that Tess would drop the conversation but she knew her sister. "You can never sit still, yet you've been in here for hours. Out with it or I'm telling mom on you." Tess knew just the hand to play. Their mother was the ultimate drama queen and no one ever wanted her involved. "Fine." Jess rolled her eyes and sat up. She reached for the handbag and pulled out a copy of the contract that Jack had drawn. "Before I show you this, you have to promise to keep it between us. No one can know, especially mom and dad."

I gasped. “So what are you doing here?” the other lady’s voice made me turn. “Mother, I know who I am and what it takes to be here,” she began. “But don’t you think it’d be cruel to let the Magical world go through this alone when we can help them?” “I have no idea about what you’re talking about. I’d advise you leave…now!” she ordered and with a sigh, Kate began to walk away from Steve and me. When she got closer to her mom, the lady held her hand, had a final look at the ruins the dragon was causing and turned to leave.

His heart pumped anxiously. “Roy.” Oliver called out to his second-eldest son. “Dad.” Roy came in looking confused. “What is going on?” “When was the last time you saw Megan?” “At the market. I left her there.” Roy replied, looking more confused. “Market?” Jake, who had been staring around the room, subconsciously committing it to memory, suddenly muttered. The only reason he was still here was because he had no sense of direction, but now that someone gave him one, Jake ran out of the house and when he got back to the compound, he tore off his shirt and transformed into his wolf form, howled in anguish and anxiety before leaping towards the direction of the market.

The café was in a perfect location, right next to the market, so you could see everything around you, and in case things went wrong, there were several narrow side streets that could be used to disappear within a matter of a few seconds. Jake was just over six feet tall and 23 years old. A solidly built guy, he was dressed like most young men of his age. He wore fashionable grey jeans, little frayed, black comfortable trainers, a youthful white T-shirt and a black, lightly worn leather jacket. The jacket was unnecessary as the sun grew hotter and hotter and rose to its zenith, but it was much more convenient to hide the prey that had been snatched in a flash. Jake was no different from other

He tells me and I scoff lightly. “Okay, fine, Shakespeare. I love you more than anything in the world!” I say loudly and he laughs happily in response. I then exit the room and I walk through the hallway and down the stairs. My goal is to find Natalie or Cara, and if possible, both of them. “Mom!” Jake says excitingly once he sees me, he was walking with James, and the both of them were talking about magical frogs that fly before I interrupted them. “Hey, sweetie, How is mommy’s little angel doing?” I ask him as I lift him in my arms once he runs to me.

“Release me?” He nodded and suddenly I had control over my body again. Still clutching my shampoo like a lifeline, I tried to hug myself. I probably looked like a lunatic. “It’s far more likely,” I replied sharply. “That you will steal some next time you’re out. What did I say about stealing things Jake?” Jake shrugged one massive shoulder. As one of the most powerful warlocks on the earth. Jake took whatever he wanted. All it took was a well-placed spell and someone would be willing to sign away their life savings to him.