Mage Errant Novels & Stories

They have a use and I will make sure Maggie fulfils hers. ZANTE POV At this moment in time I wish I had ignored everything I had told myself and marked Maggie as soon as I knew we were destined. That way I could have spoken to her through the bond. I dread to think of her unable to contact any of us and in an environment like the one Alpha Jase had created. My phone buzzes in my pocket and I throw it at Zev to read while im driving

“trust me “ is all going to be ok . “ Emma signed and reluctantly there was a knock on the door . “yah , I told you to wait . you can’t see Emma yet Maggie yelled from outside of the door oblivious at who was on the other side . “its Emma's father , can I see her for a while ?. Maggie widened her eyes and quickly opened the door as she bowed, “sorry Mr park, I thought it was cable “. "That's okay. He's getting ready," he said and approached his daughter.

I say when all of us are done assessing each other. “what who’s Maggie?” the short one says she turns to her friends “is he drunk? is he mistaking us for some other people?” “no she is Maggie” I point at my new lucky charm “did you tell him your name is Maggie” she asks the short one. “oh my god I always do that if I don’t want a person to keep bothering me” Maggies Copy says with all the sass she can master.“But then that means I’ll have to Marissa or. . .or like Mortitia” she continues.

Maggie's eyes narrowed as she looked at Liam's grandma, and her nails unconsciously sank into Elder Grey's flesh, forcing her to writhe in anguish. “Ahh!" Liam's Grandmother jerked her hand back from Maggie, turning around sharply before yelling, “What are you doing?” When Maggie came to know what she had done because her body listened to her anger, as a result, she jerked up in a startle and started apologizing, “I regret it, Mrs. Grey. My emotions became out of control, and this happened unknowingly. Let me call the doctor." “Put a halt, I do not require a doctor, however, tell me what is making you so stressed right now,"

He would wave me off with the excuse that it’s his parents’ house, so what’s theirs is his. I wrap my knuckles against the door twice and step away, pressing my back against Ace’s chest. His presence looms over me, almost like a protective shield. I’m going to need it in order to face Pat Aster. He’s what I would call a rattlesnake hiding in the tall grass, waiting to strike. And when he does, it’s goddamn lethal. Seconds later, Maggie, the Asters’ maid, opens the double doors, gray hairs framing her weathered face. Our eyes meet, and a smile spreads across her face.

I whipped around to face the red-haired witch, my eyes wide in surprise…only to have her burst out laughing. "Maggie has a wicked sense of humor," Darcia told me while shaking his head. "Ignore her." "Sorry," Maggie said, wiping tears off the corner of her eyes. "I'm Margaret Lopez, but just call me Maggie. So? To what do I own this visit?" "We want to know something that's a little confidential." Cameron told her. "However…I do want to know if you can keep it among the six of us or do you need to report to your coven?"

It gave a high-pitched beep, followed by the heavy, internal clack of the deadbolt releasing. I pulled the heavy door open. Maggie was already standing in the foyer. The leather strap of her handbag was slipping off her shoulder. Her face was completely unreadable— a mask of frozen, professional fury. She had every right to be livid; I had promised to be back by one, and it was now past eight at night. "I'm so sorry," I breathed, the words small and pathetic.

The lady was speechless, and she looked at her. Mr. Maggie looked at her and said, "You are really going to fire me just because of the little mistake?" He asked and narrowed his eyes. Shawty just looked at him with a smile on her face and said, "How am I even sure that she is the first person you ever fired unjustly?" She asked him. Mr. Maggie smirked, "I will make you regret firing me. You will never find someone as good as me for the manager position," He said with a smirk.

Even though the island was small, I didn't chance getting lost; not to mention, everything I needed was already here, and those that weren't could be ordered on Amazon. His laughter wasn't encouraging. "Yeah, but they aren't legal. There's a black hole from eighteen to forty-nine. Even though I can't say for certain, I think the portal is down on Beaches Boulevard, close to the grocery store. I left before it could suck me in at nineteen." "That's encouraging. There has to be someone here my age." "Sorry, sweetheart. Unless you want to become the trophy wife to a blue hair, you're out of luck. Give it twenty-seven or so years, and you'll be one of them."

she shouted loudly at him still trampling with rage. "What the heck, miss. I don't know what you're talking about," he was about to turn back when Misty pulled the sleeve of his shirt, it was about to tear at the tightness of the woman's pull on him. He didn’t know what her problem was. Aleja felt annoyed. 'Fuck! She's fucking being immature and insane!' he thought.