Magneto Magda Novels & Stories

Freida straightened and crossed her arms. "Hello," she greeted. Freida answered with a curt nod. Her gaze was serious. Erica's smile faltered. She had made sure that her mental barrier was up. "So..." she tried to strike a conversation unable to guess what was in the older woman's mind. Freida regarded her silently before saying, "I have received the information that my son's mate and the future Luna Queen is a mage. Is it true?"

" Sonia screams at madre in a desperate attempt to save her dear Desmond as well as her newfound friends. 'what are you doing!?' Desmond screams at Sonia telepathically but she doesn't reply. Madre stares at her for a while and then she stares at Desmond. She snaps her fingers and the front of Desmond's shirt rips showing his bloody cuts and the crowd gasps. She snaps her fingers again and Timothy grunts and falls to the ground holding onto his aching back. Madre snaps her finger again and Dana's sleeves fall off her arms revealing bruises on both her arms adding to the obvious scars on her legs. Madre smiles at Sonia and snaps her fingers but nothing happens to Sonia. Madre suddenly grunts

Rita said, simply and calmly. "Let me make something clear to you, Miss Bethany Madison. Makaila is nothing like you. You are just a bundle of stupidity, foolishness, fake body, bitchiness and Sultriness. Makaila on the other hand is a pretty girl with an open heart, very smart, brave and courageous girl. If you didn't know that, know it now and get it into that empty brain of yours. At least there would be something in it." Rita told her to her face and that left Bethany awestruck.

He had been so focused on Tasha, he hadn't realized the extent to which his body was broken. “You've paralyzed me, even if I wanted to, I couldn't move a muscle." Errant took a deep breath. "The connection you have with Astasha, it has shown to be an extremely powerful force. I am telling you this because when you see her, I am unsure if even the toxin will keep the sheer will of whatever magic is inside you at bay." Calder must have looked confused and scared, for Helia stepped next to Errant. "Your Highness, I think it's best you understand now before you see her, the extent of the damage that was done, so it may not be as much of a shock."

In fact the bedroom that we shared was most the adequate for what we needed, the rest was surplus to requirements. “Here.” Magda said bluntly, holding out a small vial of bright green liquid. “You must drink it all, once you have taken it, you may feel lightly drowsy, but it should subside quickly. I would advise you to stay in you quarters until you are summoned.” She adds, a sadistic look plastered on her wrinkled face. “Do I want to know why?” I ask her warily, reaching out and plucking the vial from her arthritic fingers.

Locking her in his arms. "Mathias, let me go..." But Mathias seemed to not listen to her. He was so immersed with the thought of Morrigan being in his arms. He held her captive firmly, sniffling her scent. Morrigan yelped when he bit her ears. She could feel the heat coming from his skin through the fabrics of her dress. She tried to force her way out of his arms but instead, he tightens the ironclad arms around her. Morrigan's heart beats erratically. She shook her head when Mathias's nose dug deep into her hair starting to kiss her nape. Licking and nibbling it, tasting her skin.

Countless coffee cups are scattered over our table, and Hayden is talking animatedly about how he offended a werewolf girl he dated by buying her a necklace in silver. Long story short—she slapped him, which seems to be a regular occurrence at Magic Academy. Hayden appears to be a bit of a casanova with his charming abilities. "You really shouldn't date people before finding your mate Hayden; your mate isn't going to end up wanting you," Hayley states and sighs at her brother, who is still laughing from the werewolf story.

‘ ‘You have a point there,’ said Rodolf, ‘wait a minute, I’ve red something about that. His fingers raced across the keyboard for answers in ‘The Akasha of Magic,’ the witches' and magicians' answer book on his laptop. ‘Yes, found it. Of course! By carrying the energy of the moon goddess, you have magically matured,’ he explained with a surprised grin. ‘That means that the rule of, no sex before you are twenty-one, does not apply to you, Maddie. And that the anti-love elixir probably affected your magic too much, so indeed slowed it down. ‘

What if he held it against me? "Great," I muttered, the anxiety creeping in. "Just what I need right now." What Anastasia said earlier made my fever spike even higher. My mother, worried sick, had no choice but to bring me to the pack hospital when my temperature soared to 42°C. As a she-wolf, controlling my heat should have been easy, but today felt like a whole different battle. "I told you not to force yourself with the training. Look where it leads you," she nagged, her voice thick with concern. This wasn’t the first time I’d heard it, and I was pretty sure it wouldn’t be the last.

"Wait—I might have something that can make it a whole lot easier." "How?" "A spell. To change your shape and your scent. Not much, just enough to mess with their scans." I lifted an eyebrow. "A spell? Who casts one on me?" He was grinning. "Remember Old Magda?" "Oh no. Not her. The woman's insane." "She is not insane. She is a morals-unquestioning mystic herbalist," he told me. "She's insane," I told him. "Talented," he said . "Come on, before you wake up to your senses."