Mage Personal Novels & Stories

Mother I don't want to be late for school , Goodbye " I take an apple walking out she hates it when I call her Mother in front of company. Walking Next door Mrs Parker is just pulling in from her shift she's a Doctor while her husband is an accountant they your perfect middle class family I just want her husband for a night "Good Morning Mrs Parker " Morning Amanda how many time do I have to tell you, to call me Kate " she smiles at me I should feel guilty I really should.

" Really?" " Yes! Just call me Jasmin, that's my code name but if you want to see our faces you can't. Each of my colleagues here has a code name too. And our chief was Sapphire. So far you haven't seen her here. She is on vacation now. We wear a mask or face mask because that is the only barrier to covering our personalities. Oh, are you now happy because I already answered your questions?" He laughed again. "Really?" He said in a sarcastic tone. "Very superficial reason. Let me out of here. I'm getting bored here."

She interrupted him and turned back to me, smiling sweetly. "Hello, dear, I'm Maggie but my close people call me Maggs. And of course, I give you full permission to call me Maggs as well because you're so beautiful and I think I've seen you in papers so you're beautiful and a celebrity. I'm the owner of this place so from today onwards whenever you come here, I'll serve you personally and you'll have a special discount as well. And if you need t-"

This is a ALL BOYS SCHOOL and that man is my personal trainer. Yuuki Toshita and me? Hajimemaste! Watashiwa Siege Ayato desu. ---

Hunter calls me fat, and my agent says I don't eat enough. Freddie, my agent, nicknamed Red by his lady friends, is understanding of my thyroid issues. Hunter thinks it's a made-up issue. A scar on my neck could ruin my life and my model career. The magazine that sponsors me as their poster child is called Model Perfect. They get my image, and I get their merchandise. They sponsor my college fund and own me. I'm only in it for the college money.

She interrupted him and smiled sweetly at me. "I'm Maggie but my close people call me Maggs. And of course, I give you full permission to call me Maggs as well because you're beautiful and I think I've seen you in papers so you're beautiful and a celebrity. I'm the owner of this place so from today onwards whenever you come here, I'll serve you personally and you'll have a special discount as well. And if you need t-"

The man hovered over me, with his arms crossed over his shoulder, as he stared at Michael. “I’m Amanah, and I love greeting people with hugs,” I opened my arms and walked toward him, he looked confused but before I reached him, Miall pulled me back by my shirt. OH MY GOSH! “No, you don’t,” Miall said, and he was right; I didn't greet people with hugs, but Sage is exactly my type! His looks were locked between masculine and cute; his body was not bulky, and he had an adorable smile, plus he wore glasses!

Torn between pleasing her Master and bending one of the rules holding their region together. Deciding to take fate as whatever it'll be, she allowed his hand to move her chin up and when she finally looked at her Master after staying in the same mansion as him for seven years, after breathing in the same air and drinking from the same source of water for years, she almost couldn't breathe. He was beautiful. So beautiful, she could hardly take her eyes away from him, he was mesmerizing. The dark mark that crossed his face only made him more beautiful and he was so young. Probably in his mid-30s and that made Desire wonder how he became a Prime Minister so early.

He pulls out a card on holds it out to me. "No, by personal assistant I mean someone to help me with personal things yes, but not sex, not in any way at all. I am Marcus Mancini." I take his card. I stay sitting on the floor looking up at him, his name doesn’t stand out. So, no doubt a small firm. I look at his card. Marcus Mancini Enterprises, no indication as to what he actually does though. I hear my mind now telling me off, I was so quick to assume he was trying to pay me for sex, why the hell would he even consider giving me his business card?