Romans & histoires Majikoi R

Mikazuki was his partner, even though they might not always agree. "That happened and you expect me to just go home and do nothing?" Javi finally said. Amara blinked, "Javi--" "There must be some other way. Who else has a strong connection with Minho, maybe if we all pooled our energies together, we can do it." Javi said in an almost feverish rush, "And Mika's body. We need to at least recover it. You know Monique, she experiments on all kinds of things. Who knows what she'll do to an angel's body, what she can know?"

I sighed and looked at Makaila. "So where were we..." I leaned in again. She smiled and leaned closer to. Just as our lips were about to meet again.... "If you guys need anything, like condom...." Rita popped her head in with a big goofy smile on her face. "RITA!!!" We both snapped at her. She laughed as she finally left us alone. She's hella Crazy. ***** Makaila's POV

I rolled my eyes and tugged my feet that were chained against the bedpost, I gathered my hands together and tried to pull it out using my magic. I groaned and tugged it harder but it won't work unless it's in the forest or somewhere that is in nature, my magic only works when we are surrounded around trees. That means that we are maybe in an abandoned warehouse or something close to the city. Rosla doesn't have any abandoned streets thanks to Rhyker's knowledge who made sure that those streets are used in something useful like a garden for plants and nature. The country is ranked up to first in saving nature and ecological systems with magic and high technical standards.

The moment I touched it, it began its own glow, the energy rippling upward from my finger tips and through my arm, all the way to my heart and the vampire core hiding there. She cried out as the light reached her, but not in pain. In joy. "I knew it," Liam said as the floor began to sink, silent this time, flickers of the same multi-colored magic flowing as a spiral staircase was revealed. "You have the power of the maji." Like I needed another kind of magic to worry about. ***

"Nice to meet you, ma'am," greeted Bisila, her eyes catching on the fact that she was the lady of the house, which was fortunately correct. "Who is this weirdly dressed girl in our house?" asked Ms. James with an air in her eyes. Ms. James looked like a very elegant, blonde woman who was majestically built. She had very bright blue eyes that commanded attention. She wore a distinguished shade of nail polish, specially stocked for her from London. Her long black hair gave her a distinguished, mischievous appearance, and she always stood tall to confront anything that threatened her luxurious lifestyle.

I said. "Mackenzie, seems you don't know who you truly are." Sage shook his head negatively. "What do you mean? Do you know anything?" I asked, staring at him suspiciously. "Sage" Daisy shouted and the atmosphere became tensed as the wind blew heavily. I stood still with the two people in the midst of the wild wind. The man stood his ground and same with Daisy. Sage stretched his hand like he did earlier and the red stuff came out again ready to hit us but Daisy stopped it by stretching her hands as well and a blue light came from hers. It met Sage's own midway and they disappeared.

I didn't have the first clue and a small whine escaped from me as I tried to figure it out. Derek understood my dilemma, "Just relax, take a deep breath, and concentrate hard on being human. The magic should do it automatically." I took a deep breath and tried to picture myself as I looked in the mirror. I put all my will into that thought and concentrated on becoming human. It took me a long moment, but I felt the world begin to melt and shimmer around me. I ended up crouched on the table completely naked.

Rita The library’s towering shelves cast long shadows as Rita and Derek walked side by side, their conversation a careful dance of half-truths. "Mugwort enhances dream magic," Derek said, fingers trailing along a dusty spine. "But it’s the timing of the harvest that most witches overlook." Rita nodded absently. "Gogo always picks it under a waxing moon." "Smart woman." Derek shot her a sidelong glance. "You seem better today." "I am."