Just Add Magic Mama P Novels & Stories

she whispered, choking with tears. “What is going on here, Ophelia asked me to come because there was trouble.” Mara’s mother said, her eyes filled with fear “These stones and amulets are used for black magic. Mara is an evil sorceress and her mission is to suck the blood of our young ones.” she shrieked, her voice filled with contempt. Mara could not believe the words that Mia was saying, they were not friends but she never took her as an enemy; rather she admired Mias’ skills in the act of wizardry and wanted to learn from her not until she noticed that Mia dabbled in black magic.

What am I going to do? “Well, well. Looks like you've been found, daughter.” Monica said jovially. “It’s still dingy and dirty as I remembered it when Papa opened this ‘sanctuary’- It was a waste of an effort to try and make it out of this one-sided war alive.” She glared coldly at all of us. “Shut up you damn bitch!” Aaron yelled angrily getting back on his feet. “I have no idea how you have more magic than I do! You and Mama-”

I said with a plead in my voice. "I will my dear. I will make use of my magic to take away his bad mood." I looked at my mum with a confused look on my face. "Magic? What magic?" My mum smiled and rolled her eyes. "My feminine wiles and charm of course. Trust me, your dad will be in the best frame of mind in no time." I giggled at mum's joke. She was the best. "Thanks mum." "Anytime dear. Please eat up and read. You can nap when you get tired."

just show up from nowhere!” I said with a mean low voice. Mike sighed deeply and said to her, “Miss Mata, if you may, please don’t scare my sister. And I think you might wanna comfort your friend over there. It’s been a long hour since she’s there.” Mike calmly said and pointed the big squared wooden door at the end of the stairs. “Ooh, so you guys are siblings now. I thought my visions are right ehh. . . .” she says, her voice sounded like she was just teasing us but no that’ll won’t work. I spoke to sound strong and proud, “Yeah, because you. . You could do something about it and—and witches have magic that could at least help their friends feel a little better.” Her eyes were throwing

The metal burned her skin. “We have her,” someone said. They dragged Maya toward a black van. Her head swam. She felt human again—weak, powerless. As they shoved her inside, she saw her father’s face. He looked ordinary now, standing beside the Chairwoman. “You did well, Maya,” her father said, voice cold. “The machine stopped your power so we could catch you. Now we’ll take the magic from your body.” The Chairwoman nodded. “The world doesn’t need a goddess, Maya. It needs a product. You’ll be our best one.”

"We missed you bigtime, Bubu bear." "Missed you, too, Mom," Ira planted a kiss on his mother's cheek. "You don't have to call me Bubu bear for Pete's sake." Chloe caught a glimpse of his awkward smile which she found utterly ludicrous. Helena pulled away from their hug and giddily pinched both of his prominent sexy cheeks. She could tell Ira got his undeniable good looks from his mestiza Filipina mom while the authoritative manner was from his half-Turkish, half-Italian father. Such a great combination of DNA, she ought to herself. Not too long they were all settled in the spacious lounge area where a middle-aged woman showed up to serve assorted refreshments and tarts. It was as if Chloe's

Mom asked in a cracking voice. "It is quite obvious that he has been possessed by that witch," Camile spat out. "She is not a witch. Her real name is Gina Blake, and you all know her as Emelia, my kids' mother. So you should be mindful of how you disrespect her," I screamed out, but this only worsened it as both mom and Camila lashed out on me. "Enough!" Grandfather's thick voice echoed across the room. He had been seated quietly with his head rested on his cane.

From all the pores came the red magic and the green magic, it poured out of her with great force and circled around her. It was a whirlwind file of two colors. It circled around her faster and faster. Maddie raised her hands, repeated the spell like a mantra. Father Forrest, mother moon, leigh leam a bhith nam phiuthar, (father forest, mother moon, let me be fully empowered). Air son na tha mi a 'seamsamh agus a'grádh, Na cum hachdan agam an nan draoidheachd óir, (for all that I stand for and hold for,

I said, making mummy smile. Mummy and I had a habit of making non-existent calls. We often put our phones in our ears and make fake calls telling the imaginary receiver how stubborn each of us was. I didn't want mummy to know that I just called my lookalike's company. Seeing that she doesn't like him, I didn't want to make her mad. "I'll be going off to announce Sienna as my new PA. Will you come along?" Mummy asked and I shook my head.