Magica Madoka Mami Novels & Stories

Amber Brown "DROP THAT! IT'S NOT YOURS!" His scream was shrill and terrified. I immediately twisted my body to see what was happening, and the scene was utterly terrifying. Three huge men were rummaging through our suitcases, and my mother was futilely trying to pull her vanity case where I knew her most expensive jewelry was kept. On impulse, I tried to help her, only to feel a powerful slap on my face that made me completely lose my balance. I felt dizzy, couldn't hear anything anymore, my head was spinning. I couldn't see much after that, just felt my head spinning forcefully. I kept hearing my mother's screams, the men's shouts; it was all a blur, impossible to understand what they were

I murmur while I continue to gauge her appearance and come to terms with the truth that she cursed the fallen pack and everything that Jaymie had said earlier in the operating room is true. I'm meant to be their savior. I'm meant to be a…. Moon Witch. Has my entire existence been a lie? My mother crosses the room, closing the distance between us, and she places her fingers on the sides of my temples—her nails piercing my flesh. “Forgive me child, but I need to see what you have seen,” she mutters, and suddenly pain disperses across my skull, causing my eyeballs to roll in the back of my head. Her gasps filled with alarm, shock, and uncertainty encase me, “No, it cannot be…” She breathes out

Her touch creates eerie ripples in the dark silhouette, adding to the surreal atmosphere of the room. Meagia was continuously talking delusional, comforting to herself. “Don't worry, my love. Mama's magic will bring Eskaal back to us. You'll have your father again.” The shadow remained an enigmatic, silent presence, offering no response to Meagia's delusions. Her eyes were wide and unblinking, fixated on the flickering image on the wall. She became hysterical, cradling her arms/ “We'll be a family again, just like we were meant to be!” Tears stream down her face as she clings to the illusion of a family, her madness blurring the lines between reality and fantasy.

she said with subtle excitement brimming in her eyes, “so far, Damita has used magic for her but that’s healing magic. We can try using magic to manipulate her system. If it’s your magic, it should work since that’s what’s currently inside her.” Damita pumped Chantelle with as much healing magic as she could whenever she could but Chantelle was a wolf. She could not hold on to magic so it leaked out of her like a faucet. If Dami could not even help, then there was very little I could do. In the first place, Damita had the strongest magic of us all and her strength was in healing magic. On the other hand, my magic was more of a destructive kind. How could that help my mate? I may even end up

she asked. "The portal for going back to the twenty first century has been closed presently. In the meantime, you have to remain here and fight for the people. You have to become Beatrice completely." Matilda took some time to gather her thoughts together. After a while, the spoke to herself. "Your name is Beatrice and you can do this." Then she turned to Nomar and spoke to him. "Alright then, Beatrice is ready. Show me how to use this magic you said I have been blessed with."

Kagome asked as she took a seat across from me, making me feel a little uncomfortable knowing that she was a holy magic user. " Wonderful, we actually successfully cured them just two hours ago and recorded their experiences. Hopefully, this would help us against the Version Slayers. " Troublemaker chimed as he took the seat next to me. " That's great! We were collecting data on the Version Slayers as well this past month. " Akari said with a smile as she started pulling out notes from her satchel and laying them out on the table. " And the only information we are missing is Hikaru's, Shin's, and the cursed mother's. Did you manage to find out what caused the mothers to grow extra limbs?"

A messenger witch entered, bowing. “My Queen… Maika is here. She requests counsel.” Queen Vantessa nodded. “Bring her.” Moments later, Maika entered, her cloak tattered from travel, her eyes haunted. She bowed deeply, then met their gazes. “I need help,” she said. “I feel like I’m losing myself… or becoming someone else entirely.” Salem approached her slowly, studying her. The anklet was gone. Magic pulsed beneath Maika’s skin like a current barely restrained.

“What do you mean?” Mama stood up from the wooden chair and took one of the flowers from the vase. She put the flower near her mouth and started uttering some inaudible and incomprehensible words. A few seconds later, the fresh, white flower turned to black. My mouth gaped to the sight. I didn’t know that she could do that. “Mama…Are you a…” “Yes, mi amore,” she said. “I am a witch.” “B-but how?”

"Thank you, Brigette. If anything, for listening." I stare hard as she walks from the house. Tarlo-like magic-comes from the side and meets her. He peers back at me, and I nod. I close the door and listen for the pop of the lock as I turn it in place. My hands seek stability against the wood, and I lower myself to the tiled floor.

TOKYO, JAPAN CHLOE MAE BERSALES was wanted! Indeed. She'd been wanted in a good and bad way—from her enraged father to being a billion-dollar Baby Mama of an innocent soul that she would meet nine months from now. The page of her book went beyond extraordinary when the billionaire CEO of Greyson Stockholdings disclosed an offer she could not resist. Well, that was two months ago and in baby steps, she learned to play along in the cycle. An unexpected yet interesting progression in her old mundane life.