Magcon Stories Novels & Stories

I could sleep for ten years straight. I’m groggy when Maggie Connor catches me in the corridor. She’s grinning, bursting to tell me some stupid news or other. It’s about a guy, not Hunter, some other stupid stud called Ken she met down at the fish and chip shop. Ken. I doubt that’s even his real name. She tells me he’s built like a bear, and fucks like one, too. The way she talks about him you’d think he was the master of the female orgasm, but she’s full of shit, I can see that now.

Megan was in charge of sales, distribution, and marketing with her 3 deputies Cecile on sales, Dana on marketing, and Stephen on distribution. Megan and her team of deputies were in a meeting with a large trading company that moved products all over the continent. They were in a large warehouse filled with magic devices, large and small. Megan introduced them one by one. One was a rectangular-shaped box, it had a cube cavity in the center of the box, inside on the floor of the cube was a fire magic circle.

“Partnership. M Corp will exclusively produce medicine to our hospitals” “What are you planning?” Belinda interjected. “Nothing, Aunt. I will just make the Mondragon to experience what it's like to be miserable and desperate,” answered Margaux while the color of her eyes turned into a darker shade of blue. “Your true colors finally showed up,” a pitched voice suddenly interjected and all of them on the table quickly shifted their heads where it came from.

Brianna set her glass back on the tray that sat on the glassy table. “I just checked out costumes of peoples.” Meagan replied. Brianna raised her eyebrows. “There is no way that would have been fun to me.” “I enjoyed it.” Meagan mumbled. She didn’t want to tell them about how she had spent time with a warlord in a garden under the moonlight. Hazel would want to know every details about him and she might even have an information about him since he is a native of the pack.

I cannot believe I did that. My parents have disowned me, and my pack banished me because I tried to reason with them about Vastria. I personally trust everything about Vastria, but those wretched demons. They literally sold her to the vampires. Vile wretched vampires that is going to use her. Meagan was walking back to her apartment she hastily rented when she left her pack. It was already dark. She looked up carrying groceries. The full moon was at its highest.

“Distinguished council members,” Maggie said with a sweeping arm motion, “may I present to you, Mage Harlow Nightingale from Montana.” She made a little curtsey as she flipped her arm around in my direction. I felt a little bit like a princess being introduced to the king and queen of a neighboring kingdom, only there were five pairs of eyes staring at me from across the way.

Conrad was the first to raise his head and speak to her. "Declan Heisenberg was so nice to me back then...I'm sorry for what I've done—" "Are you sure you're not mistaken, Conrad?" Margaux noticed a few grains of sand falling from Conrad's eyes as he averted his gaze. Margaux didn't feel sorry for Declan's trustee to the company after seeing his reaction. Margaux Anson, the woman she loves, is now known as the monster when it comes to dealing with people in the company that he owns. All of the companies that compete with her husband's company fear the young woman as well.

“Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine.” “Dating Mago is not a joke, Arlene.” Her tone turned serious, eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that made my stomach churn. “You’re going to be with a notorious manwhore. Mago CONCEPCION is an expert at playing his cards with women. He’s a master of deception, a real smooth talker. He’s the kind of guy every good girl fears.” “Any sound advice, then?” I asked, biting my lip in nervous anticipation, my mind racing with thoughts of what was to come.

Chapter 53 KuLaa chuckled at Megan's words. "What do you mean by that? You are their mother. Tell them what you want." She insisted. "I already did." Magan frowned. "And…?" KuLaa could sense that there was more so she waited. "Can you imagine? Ainar wants to become an actress in the human realm." Megan sounded incredulous even in her own ears. KuLaa chuckled. "What about Amoux?" "He wants to be a scientist." Megan rolled her eyes.

“That’s # 2. I gave you permission for the first slap; I’ll give you a pass on the second slap; the third one I may send you to the dungeons.” Maggie looked at me with horror in her eyes, but she otherwise remained stoic. “It’s not what you think,” I calmly explained as I rubbed my cheek. “We’ve created the cover story that you are a human hooker ---” “YOU have created the story that I am a human hooker,” Maggie corrected.