Money Magic Novels & Stories

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.

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.

Landon secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Emma had not outright rejected him, which meant there was still hope. "How are we different?" Landon asked, earnestly engaging in the conversation with Emma. "And don’t say money," Landon added with a playful grin. "That’s too superficial." Emma shook her head, smiling. "Money may be superficial, but it represents a lot. It shows capability—being able to spot opportunities and having the luck and the smarts to capitalize on them. That’s how you make money."

Rodger shouted "The whole world is run on the love of money! I am no different from you in that regard. Are you really saying that money means nothing to you? How stupid do you think I am?" Rick calmly replied "Yes, money is important, but what's more important is family, friends and doing some good in this world with what money you have. What have you ever done with your money besides counting it? Have you tried to help the poor? Have you housed the homeless? Feed the hungry? These are the things that really matter if you have money. You should not be concerned with what other people have, but try to improve yourself, and do some good in the world"

I covered up my surprise with a cough hard enough to startle Rachel. “Are you okay?” she asked. “Yes, I—uh—have a tickle in my throat.” She insisted on getting me a bottle of water and as much as I wanted to say it was no big deal, I didn’t want them to question why I balked in the first place. Michael’s nonchalance in transferring over that much money in one transaction was unbelievable. I knew he had a lot of money but I’d never seen or heard about anyone footing the bill for such a big event.

Magnus said casually. "Wow!" My eyes sparkled. "But why would you give me a card loaded with money?" I asked, curious about the reason why. "I just want you to experience how it feels to have lots of money. When you are with me, money is never a problem between us. Sky's the limit," he said, smiling broadly. "Do you know how much money your card has? Take a guess." "Hmm, $10k?" I said. Magnus chuckled. "Higher."

"Th-they came to collect, b-but I don't have any money and they're threatening to—" "From the beginning, Mom!" Asher said firmly. Magie's face was pale and her hands, clasped in her lap, were shaking. "I borrowed money," Magie said quietly. "For a business." Asher's brow furrowed. "What business?" "A diamond business, with my club friends," Magie replied. "But I got scammed, and the person who lent me the money is coming back, charging me high interest."