Magical Hugs Novels & Stories

she said, staring at him. “Hmm.” He just hummed in return. “Wake up.” She repeated, whining like a child. But suddenly he hugged her tightly, caught her off guard. “W-W-What are you doing?!” She froze in his hug. “Five minutes,” he replied with closed eyes. “Let me go! You stink!” she said, closing her nose. She tried hard to escape from the hug but he locked her with his legs. “Let me tell you one fact. Hugging is very good for our health. So, we must hug at least one minute per day. This is a command,” he stated with closed eyes.

What wrong have I done…? “Shut up.” A girl suddenly responded to the scream with a monotone voice. This is the first time I couldn’t agree more with the opinion of a random girl. Then six magic circles appeared behind that silver hair guy who yelled at me. From the looks of the magic circle… all six of it are storage magic. Thin threads of white strings came out from the centre of the magic circles, wrapping that guy’s body before he could react. Even if he tried to struggle, it eventually wrapped him tight enough that he couldn’t even move a muscle.

We, werewolves lived more than humans. I took his hand in mine and pressed it gently. “Thank you for sharing this with me.” “So...” He said, “will I see you again?” “You are not getting rid of me that easily, I'll stick with you forever here.” I pointed at his heart. “I should leave now it's getting dark.” He agreed and dropped me off from the table gently. It felt good to be around someone who cared for me and made me feel vulnerable. We walked to the gate and for the last time today he embraced me in his arms and heaven, he smelled divine, the smell of his flesh was incredible and masculine more than that he gave me warmth that none of them except my mother gave me.

Aren't you two going to hug each other? "Macho men don't do hugs," Maggie taunted and they laughed. "Come on bring it in man, before these ladies make a mockery of us," I sighed spreading my arms to hug Sparrow. "Right," he chuckled hugging me. "See it didn't change anything," Lisa grinned. "Bye Marie," Maggie smiled kissing Marie's cheeks. "Bye... Aun..tie," Marie giggled fetching a handful of Maggie's hair which made us laugh. "I'm sure Marie doesn't want you to go," Lisa chuckled taking Maggie's hair out of Marie's hand.

Mirabelle—one of my closest friends since we were pups. “Mirabelle,” I breathed, my eyes widening as I found myself frozen in place. It felt like time had stopped, but slowly, a sense of joy seeped into my previously numb self, like a weight being lifted from my chest. She flashed that brilliant smile of hers, her bright red lips curving upward. “Hey, don’t just stand there! Come here and give me a hug!” She didn’t wait for a response, pulling me into a tight embrace with such force that our chests collided. I inhaled her familiar scent as our cheeks brushed, and a smile spread across my face as I wrapped my arms around her.

I turned my focus inward toward my Source and realized that a wisp of energy had begun filling the emptiness inside me before forming a weak barrier around my organs. Hot damn. So this was the only way for me to recover my lost magic: intimacy with him. I caught the fear and shock in Matteo's eyes and decided to press my advantage. I pounced like a homing missile and grabbed his thighs. He reeled backward, dumbfounded, then stared down at me with a mixture of bewilderment, humiliation, and disgust. "This… This is how low you'd go for money?" I looked up at him, love practically bubbling in my eyes. "Excuse me? Forget money! Letting a manifestation of masculine hotness like you walk free is t

“Did you just call me your mother in front of all those people?” “I did.” She made a sound that was not quite a word — something between a laugh and a sob — and pulled me into a hug that was mostly just her holding on very tightly. “I am so happy,” she said into my hair. “I have always been right here. Always.” “I know,” I said. “I know you have.” “Hello.” Kai’s voice came from somewhere to the left. “I am also standing here.” Maggie released me and immediately pulled him in instead. He submitted to it with the slightly stiff posture of someone who is not opposed to the hug but hasn’t fully learned how to receive one yet.

It was not a paternal hug, there were not even feelings as he squeezed me in his body, however, for my broken heart and my world in ruins, the gesture was worth more than saying a million excuses. Lucifer touched with one hand on my back and I could feel a comforting warmth coming from there. I didn't complain that he was using magic to calm me down. I didn't think it was some kind of cheating that he was deceiving me with false comfort. I knew he had no other way to show me feelings. I knew he was just a b3sta cru3l below that image of a handsome young man. He was the devil, and I was his daughter, and a hug wrapped in magic was the most he could offer me in those circumstances.

I replied and pulled her into a hug. What happened next gave me a whole new perspective on how strong my magic really was. ****

Strong arms wrap around my waist and pull me back to a chest. I feel breath on my ear, then pressure on the other side of my head and squeeze of my hand. Then someone has my face gently between fingers and I feel a touch on my forehead. All three of them are in my space. I can smell them all “Tell us. What happened when the magic got angry. It sent you somewhere in your head. It had some kind of defense. We need to know so we can deal with it better next time.”