Money Magic Novels & Stories

He believed understanding could replace hatred. Jason and Kittridge believed that one of the riskiest things a person could do is say, "I have $10,000. What should I do with it?" The problem with announcing that they did not know what to do with their money was that it attracted millions of people who did know what to do with their money - take it. Most people want to be given a magic formula. People who want to be told what to do with their money are often the ones who take the advice of the typical financial advisor who says to save, get out of debt, invest for a long term and diversify.

Mason nodded. "I know. That's the money I earned myself." "You earned?" Nyla repeated. The couple stared at Mason in disbelief. How could a five-year-old possibly earn that kind of money? Damon frowned and crouched beside him. "Buddy, do you know there's 1 trillion dollars in that account? Do you understand how much that is?" Mason shook his head. "No... but it really is the money I earned." Damon asked, "Then tell Daddy, how did you earn it?"

Priscilla yawned, "How do you have so much energy? You've been listening attentively the whole time. Did you get answers to all your questions?" I nodded. "Another day then." "Alright, I'm off. I can't afford to skip this class, or Maria will dock my allowance. I only endured this boring class because of that." Priscilla pulled out her earplugs and headed out. "Let me tell you, in this world, money is the most reliable thing. Money should be your closest companion!" I shrugged helplessly at her comment, secretly agreeing with her. Money does make the world go around. Without it, achieving anything is nearly impossible.

I heard Magz say. I secretly laughed. After a while, I felt Magz sitting on the sofa where I was sitting. "You don't do online shopping, do you?" he asked me strictly. "Oh really Reddiana, I'm telling you to save money! No matter how much you earn, you will be wasted. Millions of money come in every year, but you also spend millions every year because of that luxury of yours!"

he said slowly, "that maybe fairy godmothers are just people with enough money to do magic things." Sophie's laugh was like silver bells being shaken by winter wind. "Exactly! And what is money but stored possibility? I have more stored possibility than any one person should reasonably possess, so I spend it on creating moments of magic for people who deserve them." Alexander, who had been following this conversation while systematically working his way through what appeared to be a plate of miniature fruit tarts, suddenly stopped mid-bite. "Sophie, are you going to disappear at midnight like Cinderella's fairy godmother?"

Its time to go to the human world. The thing looks empty and small, but the inside of it expands with magic with every fistful of money that I toss into it. I sit on my knees, attempting to put every ounce of gold and silver I have inside. Money slips from my fingers, and I scramble after it. My knee slices against a rusting nail as I trail after the mess of money.

Maxwell patted his shoulder happily and said, “Don’t worry, I’m just playing around with my wife. I only have 7 million dollars in that passbook. How impactful can I be in the market?” Only 7 million dollars… Marcus thought to himself. As expected, a big shot like Maxwell was truly on a different level. He talked about 7 million dollars like it was a small amount of money! More than half an hour later, Maxwell looked at Sonnet with widened eyes. “Only…only 70 thousand dollars?”

He had a vague power of witchcraft on him, indicating that the person was a warlock. Maggie took a glance at the warlock with a victorious expression and said, “No, you people have made a mistake. My confidence comes from this!” She took out a note out of her bag and put it on top of the coffee table in front of everyone. It was an IOU. It was written on it that Henry Assex had borrowed money from Maggie… After the few people looked closely at it, they were shocked beyond words. They could only see a very long string of zeros, with the number “1” at the front.

Christiana's POV; I get home feeling all charged up and excited. This is a miracle I never thought would happen. Who could have even imagined? I needed 3 million dollars and I wound up with 5! Is this a dream? I called my bank to find out who sent me the Money, and they said it's from an untrackable account. Whoever sent me this money, does not want to be identified. Same as the person who got back my father's petting zoo.