Mage Again Free Novels & Stories

Freya’s P.O.V “My coven just used me to get to you,” Maggie’s voice sounded lifeless. “They told me they’ll extract your magic and give it to me, to make me powerful…but now my great-grandmother told me that I helped them for the greater good. That it was my duty to those who had brought me up…fed me and nourished me till I turned eighteen…and that was it…” I didn’t like the way it sounded. Maggie’s great-grandmother sounded like a dick, but that wasn’t my concern. I didn’t like the way Maggie’s eyes looked so dead…as if she was exhausted inside.

“There’s something missing. You, Zayn Graham, found someone that made you relinquish control.” “Temporarily.” “That has never happened.” “I guess that’s how much I love her.” “You don’t believe in love.” “That was in the past.” “I know,” Mago replied. “Her shoes. They are right by your door. She was here earlier and probably forgot them in the … What I am trying to say is that this is the first time I am seeing you this way – brighter, lighter, like you’re not carrying a god-awful load on your shoulders. She’s good for you.”

Magma questions. "No, between him charging after me naked and threatening to blindfold me, we haven't had the chance to get acquainted" she tosses out jokingly. Shit. I watch as Magma's body freezes and I start to take a few steps away. I really hate her hormones these past few weeks.

“Big day, huh?” Sage turned to see her friend and coworker, Maggie, leaning against the café’s doorframe, a cigarette dangling from her lips. Maggie had the hardened smile of someone who’d seen too much of life to be surprised by it anymore. Her greying hair was tied back with a bandana, and her apron bore coffee stains that refused to wash out. “Big day for vultures,” Sage muttered. “Say the word and I’ll toss sugar syrup on their fancy loafers,” Maggie offered, exhaling a cloud of smoke.

She silently watches him go and lets out a sigh of relief when he gets out. Running through the night streets of New York with a broad smile on his face, he hasn’t felt this happy in a while. Daniel finally feels alive and free, just talking to her gave him such perks that he never imagined he would ever get. The smile his face wears is unimaginably big; he can’t describe the emotions that are coursing through his body right now.

, Leo reassured, still keeping his emotions low. the cursed vampire Smirks, displaying his yellow teeth. “Awww so touching…” he taunted, “I’m sorry to interrupt the father and son reunion but it's for business. Why don’t you join us, Freya? “ Immediately, a portal opened beside him and a smiling Maggie stepped out. “We meet again, my witch,” he stated, eliciting a deep growl from all of us. “It’s a pleasure to be by your side, master.” Maggie stepped beside him and smirked at us.

To answer the questions that were raised in the minds of the readers, yes I'm working on a sequel. A sequel was always the part of the plan and my idea was to leave the readers to a cliffhanger to get them excited. But a lot of the readers were being critical of my decision, which is completely understandable. 'Set Me Free' was not revised so sorry for the typos, I will try to mend my mistakes as much as possible. The sequel is called 'Am I Free?' the book sheds light on what actually happened to Daniel Robinson, if he ever gets to meet Isabelle Davis. Most importantly the sequel gives the much awaited ending. Hope all the readers will enjoy the sequel, I'm still working on it but here is a

He was never one to regret his choices. I was sprawled against the ground as I clung to memories, trying to dull the pain that coursed through my body. The Cane Corso tore another chunk of flesh from my leg, gnawing on it like a prize. I no longer fought back. Eventually, even Luna seemed to grow bored. Just as the dog prepared to strike again, something changed. In the blink of an eye, it dropped to the floor, as meek as a lamb, frozen in place like it had seen a ghost.

Not like teleportation. Like she stepped between breaths. I turned, blade ready—too late. She reappeared behind Damien. Her fingers brushed his neck. He didn’t move. “Still warm,” she whispered. That’s when Nox lunged. He threw her down, hurling her back over the stone. Throughout the pulse, red magic burst outward. Jasmine punched up a barrier rune at the last second, shielding the rest of us from the shockwave. When the light cleared—Cressida was standing.Nox was on the ground bleeding from the mouth.