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Magic, strong magic, is always said in latin. I begin chanting, feeling the magic light up in the room. Meadow joins me when I start the second line of the spell, Tate the third. Then unexpectedly, Avery starts with the fourth, putting her hands on my shoulders and standing behind me. I hear Amir start with the fifth and I’m sure his hands are on Tate’s shoulders and then Lynn starts in with the sixth and final line. Their magic boosts ours, adding to the strength of the spell. As one, we repeat the six lines two more times, our voices staying soft, but the magic in the room intensifying as wind begins howling around us, blowing my hair around my face. I feel the walls shake and darkness beg

Then a thought hit him and his stomach clenched. "Shit," he grumbled. "One thing you mentioned was the magic was intended to...umm...make for more little Holidays. There isn't any chance it's going to negate your pills, is it? Much as I'm enjoying this, I don't think we're ready for that step."

He watched Killian with fascination, his lips curling. “I wondered how long it would take for your blood to show itself.” Killian staggered back, breath ragged, shadows writhing around him like a cloak. He wanted to stop, but the magic wanted more. His rage was its feast, and it was still hungry. “Seize him!” Averre roared. More guards surged forward. Killian’s vision blurred red, his heart hammering faster and faster until he couldn’t tell if it was his pulse or the vault of shadows in his chest.

Magic I used before I'll get instantly, Magic I haven't takes trial and error. This will not be an error. I just have to think sweet and cuddly as I conjure up another snowy to keep me company. As the magic started swirling around me, I feel the power humming stronger than it ever had before. Maybe its because it's royal magic but it didn't feel right. I closed my eyes to reel in some of the magic but it was no use. The power was taking over to the point I had to tap into the source.

Daisy hurriedly explained. "You're wasting my time. I think I have to do this." He said and I turned to face him 'cause I didn't understand what he wanted to do. Turning back to look at him, I inhaled some sort of powder and my thinking changed. "Will you follow me now?" Sage asked with a smile. "Yeah, sure." I answered and gasps filled the air. "Sage" Morgan roared. "You know black magic is forbidden in this kingdom. How dare you use it?"

The elements exist in this realm, along with the natural magic they carry. I gazed down at my own hands, seeing the thin, golden threads pulse and quiver. Hesitantly, I let the magic within me pour free. I wove the threads of shimmering magic together, hissing when they unraveled or fell short. It seemed the more I thought about it, the harder it became to intertwine those threads. It took me a few tries to clear my mind completely, and simply let the magic course through me.

She asks, causing me to squirm in place. “My magic is sexually based.” I tell her softly, avoiding her eyes as she studies me. “So you have to have sex with someone to refill your magic?” Her brows furrow into a frown as she thinks this over. A chuckle moves past my lips. “It does not have to be sex.” I tell her, drawing her attention back to me. “Sex is the best way to fill my magic fully, but…other things can help fill my magic as well.” I turn away from Jamari to hide the embarrassment heating my cheeks.

A sense of wonder and curiosity overwhelmed me, and I couldn't help but express my longing to witness the magic firsthand. "Freda," I began, my voice filled with genuine eagerness, "I've read about magic and seen it portrayed in movies, but I've never witnessed a magical trick in real life. Would you be willing to show me some of your magical abilities?" Freda's eyes twinkled with amusement, her expression filled with warmth. "Of course, my dear," she replied, her voice carrying a hint of excitement. "Magic is meant to be experienced, not just read about or seen on a screen. I would be delighted to show you a glimpse of what can be achieved through the art of spellcasting."

“Umm... this is delicious!” She took a sip of her tea. “Thank you. I’ll share the recipe with you later. You can make it for Adan and practice using your magic.” Her smile faded as she set down her cup. “Magic is something that must be exercised and practiced daily. As the old saying goes, if you don’t use it, you lose it.” I nodded, understanding. I took another sip of my tea, loving the flavor. It tasted like roses, cinnamon, and something else I couldn’t place. I could drink a whole pot myself, if I wasn’t careful.

"We discussed the rules. I still haven't reddened that sexy ass. For the record, going in what is still his house without me is the same as one of his cars." My behind tingled and grin returned at his threat. It wasn't just the warning but the way the talk of his spanking my ass made his blue eyes shimmer. "Yes, Mr. Demetri." Nox's lips quirked upward as he reached for my hand. Together we ascended the steps to an opening door. "Magic?" he asked in a whisper. "It's like Hogwarts," I said. "No, seriously, the Montague staff is magic. They can appear and disappear. I'm not sure how they do it."