Maggie Mcgivern Novels & Stories

Things remain a little tense with Michael, but thankfully it’s time for me to go and check in with Maggie and see what my duties are today, so, I politely excuse myself and race off to the kitchen where Maggie is commanding her army. Maggie is 5’8” with military posture, shoulder-length dark brown layered hair, a stern face with kind cocoa eyes and dark caramel skin. She always dresses in a professional manner, so she’s wearing a long-sleeved nude-pink satin blouse tucked into high-waisted dark brown slacks with shoes with the tiniest heels I’ve ever seen. I don’t know how to describe them, I’m not a fashion expert, but I can at least tell they match her blouse.

Early the next morning Margaret McGurtrie slipped ou of the castle and made her way across the rocks to the other side of the little island . On a fertile spot where clumps of pine trees grew , at the head of a tiny creek she met Maurice Tredego , who was standing idly throwing stones into the water and watching the widening circles they caused ' I thought you were never coming ! he exclaimed as she ran towards him . ' I overslept , ' she excused herself . ' I lay awake for hours and didn't get off till about two o'clock this morning Maurice , I feel utterly wretched ! She clung to him and raised her face to his , and after a moment's hesitation glancing round to make sure that they were qui

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

"Maggi meet Alex my very good friend and Alex you already know Maggi right? She's my girlfriend now." Oh, that's surprising. I never thought of them as anything but people who work together, but I can't be less happy for them regardless. I shake Maggie's hand, "It's very nice to meet you once again." "Same here." She replies nicely with that adorable British accent of hers. I step back, almost smacking myself after realising I forgot about Rogue, "Well this is Rogue my fiancé, Rogue you already know Julian, meet Maggi Ian his girlfriend."

There was still an ache in my heart for Carolina. Somehow, Maggie began to remove that ache. She was leading the interior decorators of the pack in designing the new homes. She was also part of our design company’s team. She was a great person. She was kind and patient with me. She never expected anything from me, but I found myself opening up to her. It was winter. A fresh blanket of snow covered the pack grounds. These North American winters are brutal. I remember being on the phone with Maggie as she was driving back from a home décor store in Albany.

I spun towards Jonathan who gave my phone that movie-star crooked grin of his, then showcased the ingrediens again and then returned back to Maggie who saluted me with her fingers and just said "Yes, Ma'am." I put the phone in the stand that showcased most the kitchen from the front and got to work. I basically told Jonathan and Maggie what I was doing and why and they to their credit acted very interested and asked questions that the viewer might have asked. And it felt like we were just hanging out in my kitchen. Having fun and joking around. Suddenly Maggie noticed the comments, so she pulled out her own phone and picked out a few questions for me to answer while sipping her wine. The com

Victor POV Maggie shook her head before advancing forward in my direction. I don’t know where she was getting her temerity from when I already made it clear that I had had enough of her deceptions. My eyes had been opened years ago as to what type of woman she is. Maggie stopped in front of me, squeezing her eyes shut until a lone tear escaped from her eye to stream down her face. I wanted to clap my hands. She could have given top-calibre actresses a run for their money. Her performance right now was award-winning.

“Who are you?” Maggie cast her gaze on Zenovia and tried to squeeze herself into the room. The secretary hurriedly stopped her and said, “Miss, you’re trespassing.” Maggie pushed him away and walked toward Zenovia. “I have something to talk to Ms. Livingston.” Zenovia looked at her, and she recognized her. “It’s you?” “It seems like you still remember me, Ms. Livingston.” Maggie stood with her arms crossed in front of her chest as a smile was playing at the corner of her red lips. “Let me introduce myself. I’m Maggie, and I’m here on behalf of Young Master Knowles.”

Jackson made a quick pause, it looked like he was contemplating with himself whether he should tell her the truth or not, and after a sigh, the first sign that showed he wasn't as calm and collected as he appeared to be, he asked "Do you know who Julia Hendricks was?" "Was?" Maggie was confused "There was a girl in my high school with that name but I haven't seen her in years, she moved away before the graduation." she blinked a couple of times feeling the headache coming back. "No, wait, I saw her once on the campus before my mother got sick, but it was brief… oh, my God, that was right around the time when my purse was stolen… all my documents were in it at the time! Oh." Maggie felt all h

Mike exclaimed before turning to me, “I am seeing things, right? Julian, you can tell me.” Maggie stood up with an excited smile on her face, “I am here, Mike. Long time, no see. I’ve missed you.” “I just heard her voice…” Mike muttered in denial. He sounded unable to believe that Maggie had just appeared. “She is here,” I helped him confirm. “Maggie is here in real life.”