Magi Sheba Novels & Stories

“Couldn’t Death just tell you why I’m blessed?” Zane laughs. “That would be too easy, Pet. I’ve made arrangements for us to see Mags tomorrow.” “Will you be okay seeing her, and how do you think she can help me?” I ask, finishing the last of my wine. “I can handle Mags, she’s something else, and you will see what I mean tomorrow. She’s isn’t scary. Honestly, she’s mostly harmless. Mags is a shitty mom, and there is a reason she gave me up to Zara. Mags is a psychic witch. She can read people and their auras and tell what someone's intentions are. She can see a person's future or find a lost person, and she can do a lot. It makes sense that she will help you, although I’m unsure how she can.

He didn't move, but good thing, he didn't force Magi to talk about that night which seems to be the hottest night of Magi's life. "But I have one thing to ask." As I was busy drinking some pineapple juice, Magi's words broke the silence. "I would like to keep it a secret from the three of us that I am pregnant, is that okay? I want to surprise him in the coming holidays, maybe on or before Christmas day or New Year. So, promise me… both of you will keep your mouths shut.” "I promise."

The walk to Maggi quarters is longer than expected, winding through corridors I’ve never been allowed down before. Eventually we stop in front of a huge mahogany door, draped in bones. Literal bones. King Sven doesn’t knock. He just pushes the door open, and the first thing I see makes me freeze. Maggi is sprawled face-up on the floor, arms splayed out like she’s been dropped from the ceiling. There’s a goblet tipped over near her hand, dark liquid staining the floorboards. Her silver hair forms a halo around her. No movement. No sound.

Losing the sense of the superior-subordinate relationship between the two of them for a moment. Morrigan walked closer to a nearby house of an old couple that took care of a couple of children. She took out one of the bags of money she brought and handed it to the elders. The elders looked at her with wide eyes, their eyes a mixture of disbelief and questioning. “Just take it,” Morrigan urges them. They bowed and with shaking hands received the bag of money that Morrigan handed them. She timidly smiled and sat beside the old couple, playing with the hair of one of the children that went near her. “Why is your hair turning gray?” the child asked innocently. Morrigan unconsciously reached out

she truthfully answered. A loud scream erupted from the room and Gabrielle was startled, thinking that Scarlett had heard her and was mad about it. “Relax, she would go through excruciating pain to get healed” Maggie assured her and she sat back down. “Can I ask you something?” Gabrielle turned to Maggie, she was a very wise witch and she was the only one who could answer the questions in her mind. “Sure” “What kind of wolf would have powers?” She let out in a question. Livey wasn’t just an ordinary wolf and she knew it.

she said to me as she stepped out of the circle. Beyond her, I saw the smoke had completely enveloped Heather. With lightning speed, Sera sent a surge of magic at Gabe. It was so fast, I didn't have time to react and the magic hit him square in the chest. He sailed backward, landing in the bushes. At once, a thousand spiders were on him. I went to help, except Mizrabel appeared in front of me. "Hello, daughter," she said, her eyes glimmering with hatred.

Sheba said as she was left with no other choice. "Have a nice time, bye," Rex replied and ended the call. He wasn't really attached to Sheba and she knows that. He was just forcing everything just to please his father and have peace. Sheba was the daughter of a powerful Alpha which is the leader of a neighboring clan next to them, and his father wanted them to get married so they would join hands together as one to fight their long time enemy, a bigger werewolf pack which always posed a threat to their existence.

I secretly swallowed because of the view. They were still shouting. I breathed deeply before starting to shake my body. "Shit! We missed you, Magda!!!" "You're mine now! I'll pay a lot!" "My f*cking hormones, sh*t! Shake it off Magda!" I could see in their eyes the admiration for my inherent beauty and charm. I felt like I'm a famous television actress that everyone is obsessed with, like pizza that will never be rejected when laid on the table, like wine and beers that can almost replace the water if swallowed, like a bad drug that when once you use, you will never stop using it and like a potion that once you have been subjected under its magic, you will never be able to escape anymore.

His eyes gleamed like jewels in alabaster marble before he became aware of the desire that had set him on every kind of fragrant blossoms and to flee to the countryside, gathering lilies and going early in the field to see the buds had opened in a day. Maga stood, her feet were pretty in sandals. She was perfect and unblemished. She was unlike the others and an only daughter of an enchanter. Her nose could look straight towards the deep valleys beyond the broad plains and rolling hills. For the moment her gaze was cast downwards, fearing Ditiori’s words.

Logan’s eyes were focused on the strings which were entwining together as they started to form a bust, bit by bit, the bust slowly took shape before the magma fused together and a woman’s head came into view, she was not beautiful like Carla instead her face was similar to that of a ferret. Her lips twitched and she scrunched her nose once in a while as she looked at Carla with a little frown on her face. “ Are you the one who summoned me?” The woman who was made of magma asked with her eyelashes fluttering as she looked at the three of them, as she blinked her eyes, strings of magma dropped down her from her glowing eyes. “Sheeba,” greeted Carla as she looked at the bust which was staring d