Just Add Magic Mama P Novels & Stories

baby girl, how are you doing today?' Conri whispered stroking small circles on his Mother's tummy, Laszlo looked up at his Mother shyly and said, 'Hello little Sister, it's nice to meet you at last.' The two young men placed their hands together and the blue light wrapped around them, and Katya smiled then felt a jolt of pain and gasped out loud her hands shooting out and gripping theirs. 'Mama.'

I say as I feel tears threatening. “You have worked so hard for this, my little Mad Hatter. And you know where to find us. You won’t ever be alone, sweet pea. We are just a quick phone call or drive away. You’ll see us so much you’ll get sick of us. This is your destiny, Maddie. Not stuck in the circus of River View’s packhouse. I love you, bigger than Pi is infinite and I am so proud of you. I couldn’t have asked for a better daughter. I am so happy the Goddess blessed me with you.” Mama engulfs me in a huge hug, which I can’t say is easy for either of us because of her big belly. One of my siblings takes this moment to kick and it launches me backward.

His gaze slid past all of us and fixed on Marie. “She’s beautiful,” he whispered, like a man seeing the sun for the first time. As the mages stepped inside, they flared, magic coming off them bright and clean. “Now now,” Mama said, looking amused and not a bit scared. “You hurt me, you hurt your King. What you give me, I give him tenfold.” She tapped her apron pulling out a voodoo doll. “Mama got her insurance hea.” Sophie moved like she meant to attack, and froze mid-step. Not fear, something in the air took hold, syrup-thick. Her muscles stood out, arms straining, nothing giving. Mama laughed.

Paige then quickly said to her, "See that store on the corner over there, that's my mom's store, so if you want I could better explain to you later when we will be settled. And oherwise to give you a quick answer to your question there are 10 levels in all, but those with a potential of level 8 and 9 are almost non-existent, and on Astoria there is no mage with a potential of level 10." Cassy was starting to get sweaty hands now that she knew she was arriving at her mother's store, she couldn't help but feel a little anxious, so to calm down she remembered that she could always use her white flame to help her mother with the magic herbs in her store, and then she felt Paige squeeze her hand

His mother teased, she found the meal as pleasing as Jackson did. "If I tell you, would you tell me how you've managed to retain such unfathomable beauty all through the years?" Maria flattered, with a whisper, she spoke, "or could it be vampirism?" Jackson's mother smiled, if there was anything his mother loved, it was a good compliment, and Maria was doing amazingly well at it. "Says the goddess of beauty herself." What!? He couldn't control the words that slid off his tongue, as soon as he said them, the cheesiness slapped him across the face. Jackson looked drained of life essence and suddenly picked vegetables to be an interesting subject of observation.

His arrogance was their shield. “Mother somehow broke through his magic and reached us, and we responded.” Aliya confirmed the theory I had only tentatively formed. Thalindra, my mother, was a far greater power than I had ever known, executing a Hail Mary pass of magic in her last conscious moments, a call so ancient and primal that it bypassed the captor’s complicated enchantments.

My heart pounded against my ribs, each beat louder than the last, betraying the conflict I refused to show. "Oh my God, that's wonderful!" Mom clasped her hands together, practically glowing with excitement. She turned to Rare with a wide, approving smile. "Rare, you can call me Mommy now—no need for 'Tita.'" I blinked. Once. Twice. Are they serious? The ease—the speed—of their acceptance made something twist uncomfortably in my chest. A strange, bitter thought crept in before I could stop it. Are they really this happy... or are they just that eager to hand me over?

I hurried downstairs to find her standing over a heap of shattered mirror glass, her face deathly pale. Her appearance was changing right before my eyes. Not only did her skin quickly turn a sallow yellow, but the lines around her mouth deepened, and several spots appeared on her cheeks. In a heartbeat, she looked like she'd aged 15 years. I stifled a laugh. Karma was working overtime. When Mom saw me, her gaze was manic. She lunged at me, gripping my arms and shaking me violently. "Is it you? Are you doing something to me?" I blinked, feigning utter shock. "Mom, what are you talking about? Oh, my God! What happened to your face? All those spots… Are you having an allergic reaction to your s

She smiles at Blake and Zane. “Daddy, can we take Miss Kimmel home with us? I need her magic in my life.” Freya asks her fathers. Blake and Zane look between themselves and smile. “If she wants to, we will never turn down a mate bond. That is magic in itself.” Freya shrieks with glee and runs to Cathy. “You're my stepmom?” “If that is what the goddess has planned. Who am I to mess with the magic? But I won’t be a very good wicked stepmother, I’m afraid. It’s not in my nature.”

I say as I get to my feet. "What?" My father and Faris speak at the same time. "You should have seen her, Erebus," my mother gasps with excitement. "She is magnificent. I would guess that she is as powerful as I am." My father holds his hands up to stop my mother's ramblings. "She’s what now?" My father's face is shocked. "It appears that something made Keena angry enough for her magic to come to the surface," my mother says before clamping her hand over her mouth realizing what she has just said.