Maggie Moves On Novels & Stories

"You know what they say about how to get over one man…" "Yeah, yeah, you have to get under the next—" I started flatly. "Nope," Maggie said smugly. "You just have to go out into the world looking hot and get complimented by all of the other men in the world. At least… that's how I do it." Erin rolled her eyes but smiled. "Let's go get hit on then," she said, looping her arm through mine and heading inside the bar. Maggie pittered behind us, still distracted by her own boobs.

She also packed her hair in a tight bun after washing her face. “Okay, ready,” she said. “This way,” the guard said. Maeve breathes out deeply, knowing that wherever she ends, she just wants to be happy. What she didn’t know was that she was in for a big surprise. Or they were in for a big surprise. ************* Third-person POV

The anxiety made my voice tremble. “He won’t. He doesn’t know where I live, remember.” Megan oozed with confidence. She had not long moved out of town for work. Her parents owned a successful business and apparently, she needed to move to another area to manage a new aspect of it. She never really went into what she did. She was almost secretive about it. Surely, he wouldn’t find me, right? How could he if I didn’t even know her address. My legs started to quiver as adrenaline rushed through my body. This may just be it. It may just work.

She suddenly pushed Maddie, who almost lost her balance as a result. ‘We don't want you here!’ she snapped then, ‘stay home or something!’ Margie's eyes twinkled angrily. She had to hold back not to use magic, she was a very short distance away from losing her self-control. Jacqueline suddenly got involved again. ‘You are a witch with your ghost chatter, we don't want your kind here! Fuck off, go back to where you came from!’ ‘Be careful,’ came Raven's deep voice suddenly, ‘she will enchant you soon.’

I want her to embrace life, and laugh and love and dance to drum and bass, if that’s what makes her happy. I keep working on my spreadsheet. Just a few more hours to go. • • • VIOLET POV Maggie Connor is too drunk to listen to anything much I have to say, but when I tell her at eleven that I might make a move early she seems to hear that loud and clear. “NOOO!” she wails and grips my wrist for dear life. “I neeeeed you, bestie!” Like hell she does.

ADRIAN I stared at Maggie, who looked utterly dumbfounded by my announcement. She looked almost terrified. Was the idea of moving with me that terrible? I knew she would hesitate since her mom lives here, but I thought we would get away from them. They didn't want us to be together anyway. "Maggie, are you okay?" I asked after she didn't say anything for a while. "I…I don't understand what you mean," she said meekly. "You don't understand? What part confuses you?" I raised my eyebrow.

Maggie’s voice echoed in my mind. “Mags, calm down. We will handle that situation later, but right now we need to work on being able to shift whenever we want to without locking each other up.” I pleaded with her again. “Will you please come forward?” There was a ripple in the air around the ball of light in my head. A few seconds later Maggie walked threw it and stood tall. Her wings were folded behind her and she let out a puff of smoke from her nose causing me to giggle.

She couldn’t hold her excitement so she jumped on the bed in relief when she was alone and soliloquized “ Wow, this place is incredible. This bed is so soft , I wish I could just stay here forever” Maggie fancied and admired the life of the rich but she quickly gave herself a reality check that it was only for the time being . She really didn’t want to be a burden to anyone so she had to remain focused . Life had forced her to think for herself due to the absence of her father , she knew better not to go beyond her boundaries . She quickly unpacked her clothes and bags . Making sure to carefully arrange them in her wardrobe . It wasn’t like Maggie was very organized but she didn’t want to ap

she drawled, her voice dripping with mock pity, “you still haven’t moved on, have you? Still stuck in the past, holding onto grudges that don’t matter anymore. It’s almost... pathetic.” My chest tightened, but I refused to let her see me flinch. “Pathetic? You mean like clinging to a guy who never really wanted you in the first place?” Maggie’s smile only widened. “Funny you should say that,” she sneered, stepping closer, her perfume choking the air between us. “Because last I checked, **you** were the one who couldn’t keep him. Couldn’t keep your place in school either, could you? One little mistake, and suddenly you’re nothing.”

Maggie says, as she exits the interstate, near my dad's house. "I could tell." I smile, watching her shapely legs, as she moves from the gas pedal to the break. "Not like that!" She says. "Well, yeah, like that, but that's not what I meant." She looks at me. "I mean she's a very good person and I think we should do something to that bimbo who displaced her." She says, angrily.