Novel & Cerita Linger Maggie Stiefvater

He fluttered his eyes and gazed at the book instead. “Why do you say it’s Dracula? ‘Zalmoxis’ is a Dacian god from what I know.” “You know this book?” she asked, surprised. “Yes. I read extraordinary books as my pastime, too. I am interested in other topics besides those given at school. So, why do you think it’s Dracula we’ll meet?” “It is because I constantly hear his name in my head.” Elise just stared at the book she was holding and spoke again.

She probably saw my confusion and shrugged. “I'm Maggie, an actress on Broadway. They snatched me when I was having a smoke out by the theatre. Was still in costume, so just went with being the old hag. And I'm glad I did, considering rape and torture of the younger ladies seems to be the only thing those bastards can think of.” Maggie shook her head sadly. “Have you seen my friend? And why can't we shift? Any idea where we are?” There were just so many questions in my mind.

I frowned and dug inside the pocket to feel cool metal against my fingertips, “Maggie, you didn’t.” “Alexander’s always prepared. So this time, I came prepared. Call it a mother’s intuition.” I pulled out the metal bracelet that I had given her as a kid. “Nothing in the rules about regifting, bitch.” Maggie raised her hand to the Queen, flipping her the bird. She laughed to herself before grunting, coughing up blood. “The barrier will be up in a few minutes, just try to make it till then.” Maggie said, grabbing my arm. “Maggie- I can’t leave you. You’ll die.” I glanced between her wound and her eyes. She was getting pale and her eyes were getting glassy. “Hey, hey, stay with me.” I shook her

Margie commented as her orbs found out some mistletoes were growing and moving. "Look, the mistletoes are here!" She reacted astonishingly. Bastian stared at it closely and said, "Oh, I almost forget to tell you. This forest is also magical." "How can you say so? It's just woods that become a barrier between werewolves and vampires, isn't it??" Margie's curiosity grew gradually when the word 'magical' came out from the Alpha's tiny lips.

"So the bastard might actually be your mate. Bloody hell Evee, only this could happen to you." "Not really. It happened to Maggie, didn't it." The night sky was clear and we saw some shooting stars as we passed from one realm into the other. The wolves quieted down as we got closer and closer to home. "No, Maggie played them for power and revenge. She didn't love them. She loved power and wanted to push them to see which one would lead her to the top. When Rian did, she stood by his side in public, while telling a depressed Oisin that she truly loved him and was with Rian for appearances only. There is a lot more to that story that you don't know. It was fucked-up what she did."

Maggie was a fellow southerner from an auction house we raided and currently part of my service, soon to be part of my pack. "Or what?" Kiera shouted back. "I'd rather die than submit to the North!" "You might have been showered with love and luxury in the South, but most of us weren't. Are you that selfish to ruin this for all of us?" Maggie shouted at her. She was a short woman with brown hair and fierce eyes of a Delta. She didn't take any shit, not even from my fire pixie. I wouldn't let it go too far, but I was curious how Kiera would handle this situation. She was a natural Luna and destined to handle three powerful Alphas after all.

Zara rushed to Maggie’s side who had yet to move from the window, her backside resting against the desk. “Why didn’t you come to my room?! Did you not hear me calling you?” If only her friend knew what had happened moments ago. Well, nothing really did happen-- sort of, maybe? No. This was nothing to report on, especially when there was a fight between werewolves happening. Maggie was a human, someone of less importance. They might have put up with her at the pack, but they were dealing with more critical matters. “Sorry, I lost my phone, and I thought it was better to just remain in the pack house,” Maggie explained, frowning when she realised Arlo still had her phone and that she never got

“Livey had always been a special child, her mom was special too, she was also a white wolf. They came to the Peach moon pack when she was just two months old seeking for refuge, at that time Alpha Sherlock was looking for a special wolf to make his Luna despite having Scarlett and her three year old son. Her mother begged me to help her hide her powers which I did and she never told anyone else about it because her mate forbade her to. From the first time I saw them, they looked like royalty, they were dressed in expensive clothes” Maggie explained the fruitful first meeting she had with Livey’s parents. “That’s not true, she can’t be royalty” Gabrielle denied. “I guess you are right and I w

Not that I know anything about bikers to begin with. “That’s so nice.” I sigh happily. “Alright, flower, enough talking. The food’s gonna get cold.” Maggie states with a smile. “Thank you, I mean, for bringing this.” I shyly accept the gift, fiddling with the long sleeves of my shirt. Maggie seems to realize I don’t really know what to do and gets up from my small couch, pulling Gun with her. “We’re going to leave you alone now, you seem to be quite busy. – she glances pointedly at my books – Have a nice day, flower.” She gives me a hug that I can only describe as motherly. Even my own mother never hugged me like this. She never really hugged me to begin with.

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!