Maggie Esmerelda Novels & Stories

I walked to the driver and smiled. “Caren Inc please” I slipped into the car and he drove off. Caren Inc was a large office building, it wasn’t so popular but I already felt a homy feeling around it. I stepped out of the car and walked into the building. I headed straight for the receptionist, a tall blonde woman with huge spectacles. Her tag said Mrs. Helen Mayer. “hey, I’m Camila Santiago and I applied for a job here” she glanced through some files and smiles.

Helga said as she crosses her arms. "Ugh" Maisy replied the only thing she could say. "But the young madam really surprised me. She wasn't what I expected her to be" Helga says while remembering Amelia's offer to a handshake. "I know right. She's really cute too and innocent" Maisy said, now also recalling their young madam. "The master sees to have refined his taste in women" Maisy added which made Helga choke. "Maisy. Don't be so disrespectful" Helga scolded as Maisy can't stop her sharp tongue from speaking words that may harm her position as a maid working under Damian.

I had done what I had to do. Or not? "Estelle!" Margaret yelled, approaching at a brisk pace. "Maggie." I hugged her tightly. We had not seen each other for a long time more than we were used to. Maggie was the only widow in the whole pack since wolves usually die in pairs. She was the strongest werewolf in the world. Her hair began to fill with gray, her eyes, always kind and were the color of the forest. Green and captivating. "I was so worried about you, my child." She took my face in her soft hands, analyzing me. She acted like a mother to me from day one.

She saw that the light was snowing, the white color on the green in the garden made her feel cozy. ‘Are you still going to the magic square?’ asked Maddie and ate her biscuit. Rodolf shook his head in the negative. 'You?' ‘Yes,’ Maddie sighed, ‘if I take magic lessons now, I can do a little less during the week. I like to separate both worlds. Esmee came in, still half asleep, yawning loudly. ‘Were you up long?’ she asked Rodolf. He nodded. She thought for a moment. ‘You took the anti-love elixir Rodolf, right?’ she asked.

Cassie felt embarrassed that everyone knew they had been intimate the night before. "Mother what are you getting at?" Nathan asked. "Cassie is not a pure blood; she is a half blood." Laura said. Cassie head snapped up from looking at her hand. Her mother had written and told Laura she was a half blood. "Did you know Cassie?" Laura asked.

Footsteps faded, and suddenly it was just us in that endless corridor. My heart kicked against my ribs. We rounded a corner into a quieter section. Windows overlooked the gardens. No one was there. No witnesses. Klaus’s grip shifted to my wrist, and he pulled me sideways, pinning me against the wall between two portraits. His body blocked any escape route. “What the hell are you doing here, Margaux?” I kept my voice steady, detached. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” “Don’t—” “I was Princess Celeste.” I met his eyes through the veil. “Soon to be your stepmother. And I’d appreciate it if you let me go. This is highly disrespectful.”

He is currently the youngest wordweaver in Garou, he seems to be the only male in his family, adding to the fact that his father, the previous wordweaver just passed. Crescent signaled him to carry on. “Maggie, once a queen , now a puppet of greed. Betrayal's threads entwine her, darkness claims her heart.” He began as the courtroom filled with tension. "Queen Maggie, a visionary, shackled by power-hungry fools! Her actions, a desperate cry for justice, drowned in shadows." The defender counterattacks. “She broke a sacred rule, known to every supernatural, Maggie manipulated a wolf into killing a human professor,” Roy stated.

After two years she will be free to get married to whoever she pleases. We sit in silence for some minutes before light footsteps are heard from the front door. A young lady in a maid’s attire with a luggage in her hand comes into view. She is soon followed by a lady clad in all black. She is also on a face cap but anyone could tell that she wasn’t a normal person because she carried a powerful aura. Emilia Peyton.

I was thrown off for a moment by her words, then laughed. "Well thank you," I said, entertained by her spirit. A bright blonde-haired woman approached the girl and placed her hands on her shoulders. "Now Cid, that is no way to greet someone," the woman scolded. The girl giggled before running with her empty tray back to the kitchens. The blonde shifter settled into the chair beside me. "I'm Margo," she said. "Nice to meet you," I replied. "My name is Selene." The woman watched me inquisitively a small smile lifting her lips.

Why? Because it was Maverick who stood in front of me with a weird smile. Seeing him brought back memories from today and my blood almost boiled at the sight of him. Just what was he doing here? "Hey Arabella," he said as he wiped the sweat off his face and got off the cycle. I just gave him a forced smile. "Hi, Maverick." "I didn't know you lived here." He said looking around. I shrugged. "I could say the same to you"