Mage Errant Novels & Stories

I don’t know how to describe them, I’m not a fashion expert, but I can at least tell they match her blouse. 'Someone won’t be getting a job on the red carpet,' Matthan sniggers. I ignore him. “Right on time again. I’m Impressed,” Maggie compliments, not even turning her head to look at me, but no doubt she either scented or heard me coming. Maggie is fifty-six but looks late 30s if you ask me, and she’s incredibly slim, bordering on bony. She may not have muscles or curves, but I still wouldn’t want to take her on in a fight. I hear her father used to be a Beta in another pack and I just know that means she can kick all our asses.

she murmured, his hand on her hair was doing things to her, calming her down and turning her insides to puddle, “he just sounded urgent, so I hurried over.” Zach turned off the dryer, “Mina, I am genuinely worried about you, without marking you as my mate, I can’t mind link you or know exactly what you think, I can feel your emotions but it is to a certain extent. I just need you to help me out and adhere to going out with a guard."

He purred in my head. ‘I’m just not ready to move on’. I sighed in response, sending him back into the depths to sulk. It was a little unnerving how ready he seemed to be to take a chosen mate after losing our destined mate so soon. “What are your plans for the haze in a few days?” I asked, unable to stop myself. “I was planning on staying my room.” Maggie replied, her eyebrows drawn together in confusion. “I know it’s Adam’s first haze and he will participate, but I’m not ready. It’s just too soon after Nathanial.”

LILA’S POV As soon as we stepped inside the house, the argument exploded. “This is all your fault!” Aunt Maggie shrieked, throwing her clutch onto the floor. “First this girl goes and sleeps with the wrong man, and we lose the island development Edward was giving us. And now Martin won’t renew our contract and has decided to sell his soul to some tech company!” Uncle Andrew rubbed his temples. “Maggie, this is not the time.” “Oh, really?” she snapped. “When is the time then? When we’re bankrupt?”

We then continued to his room. "Hey lovebirds!" We turned around to find Maggie rushing towards us in a crop top, jeans and knee length boots. Her hair bobbing up and down as she rushed towards us. "Maggie!" I said gently, excited to see her. "Good morning." "Good morning sweetheart." She smiled at me and turned to look at Mauris, her cleavage on full display because her crop top could barely contain her large breasts. "Why does Mauris look like he had just seen a ghost?" She raised an eyebrow at me.

This huge, possibly 100 metre squared, palace looked small to her. She had been spoiled. She noticed Roger outside who held a grave expression, it didn’t brighten at all at her appearance and she noticed the heavy eye bags he sported. “No sleep?” Was all she said as she passed his huge frame. “Miss Mage”. “Grumpy?” She raised a brow with a grin. “Please don’t lose today’s match”. His words struck her as insulting. “ I spent a whole week training and sleeping”, she sighed as she stared at the building.

He was holding a water bottle and when I stepped on him, he yelled at the pain and fell backwards breaking the bottle along. "Ohh!" Everyone watching exclaimed. Oh no, not again. It was a mistake, I mistakenly pushed him. Everyone was now staring at me. I glanced at the boy I had mistakenly stepped on and push only to see his dashing sapphire hair with matching eyes and mad angry face looking up at me probably trying to recall who I was, he was certainly very handsome even with the frown "Oh my gosh I'm so sorry I didn't mean to. Please let me help you" I bend to touch him but he growls.

She said, finally reassuring what was in her mind. “At some point, you have to give up on people that aren’t willing to change” Amy dropped the bomb before picking up her cutlery from the table. And Agnes could not even reply her. She just stared. “Sometimes you just have to give up” She looked up to Marc before digging into her meal. And when she done, and about to go back upstairs, her aunt called her back. “Terrence” “Ma” She replied. And with all seriousness, her voice went low.

The guy turned around nonchalantly, maybe a little wobbly, and tried hard to center his hazy eyes on Maggie's speckled nose. "Nine o'clock and he's already drunk?" Erin mumbled next to me. "Woah, you're kind of cute," the guy mumbled to Maggie, a sloppy smile curling up on his face. Maggie looked at Erin and me over her shoulder and gave us a wink, waving her hand at us to go on. "That was fast," I chuckled. Erin's gaze lingered on Maggie and the stumbling fool. Erin was always the anxious type. "She'll be alright. Otherwise, she wouldn't have told us to go on," I assured her, pulling lightly on Erin's wrist.