Supernatural Maggie Novels & Stories

Mom wrapped her arms around Dad's waist, resting her head against his chest. "It would seem so," Dad said, pulling her to him and resting his cheek on her head. They gave each other a look and I knew they were sharing a conversation meant only for them. I swallowed and nodded. "That's right. The only way to protect all supernaturals was to stop Sharra without killing her." I rubbed my nose on the baby's and she put her hands on my cheeks. "At least I think that's how it worked." I glanced at Pops, knowing he probably had a better understanding than I did of all that had just occurred. Or even Joanna. As an angel of death, she might be able to decipher what happened, especially with the akuma

Maggie held up her hand in a gesture to signal him to stop where he was. “Stay where ya are,” she barked. “No one is going anywhere. Not just yet, anyway.” She looked directly at Tara. “I want ya to sit there and listen to me for a bit while I try to explain what’s been going on here. It’s a bit hard to understand, so I’ll take me time.” Tara reluctantly agreed and took the chair between Brandon and her dear friend. Maggie spoke of times of old with demons and witches and sorcerers; times in her country when people believed in the undead and of possession.

She could clearly see her daughter no matter the form she took. Leah's growls began to soften, the fierceness in her eyes slowly giving way to a glimmer of recognition. She took a hesitant step closer, her ears twitching as if listening intently to Maggie's words. Maggie’s voice filled with love, “That's it, my precious girl. Breathe, and let your humanity anchor you”. Maggie extended her hand further, her eyes locked with Leah's. A profound connection passed between them, transcending the barriers of the physical and supernatural realms.

Alice nodded, her expression unreadable as she turned to Maggie. Maggie swallowed. "I’m Maggie. Half-witch, half-fae. My mother was gifted, but she—" She hesitated, looking away for a moment. "She never got to teach me. So, I guess…I’m here to figure out what she never got to show me."

She’s going to expose Miranda and send her back to wherever she came from, or even make sure she’s executed for sure this time, then she’ll be out of their lives for good! She’s thought of every possible solution, and there’s only one nearby she could think of. Her name is Maggie, a middle-aged omega who is rumored to have supernatural soothsaying abilities, as most of her fortunes came true. Magic is not a very commonly used entity around here, but if there’s any chance at exposing Miranda for the snake she truly is, then she’ll have a go at it. Now that she’s left the packhouse, the only problem she’ll be encountering is how to find the soothsayer, as from word of mouth, no one has heard f

Ginny said under her breath. “Unprotected?” Cathy laughed. Her voice held a hint of respect for Maggie even though there was also envy at the many blessings the hands of fate blessed her with. “Maggie is more than capable of handling sudden attacks on her own. The strength of that woman is overpowering.” She recalled the feeling she had gotten when the Westies pack launched a surprise attack on her and a shiver ran through Cathy’s spine as that memory washed over her. It had been overpowering and scary. She was curious to see the extent of Maggie’s powers and also wary because something about her powers was terrifying. “Besides,” Cathy rested her head on the wall again. “Have you ever seen C

Maggie said loud enough for us to hear, before she began to jerk and squint her eyes. “They are trying to block me out!!” She yelled and began chanting the spell again louder, making more blood ooze out from her ears and nose. “That's enough Maggie. You’ve got to stop Now!!” I commanded. “I have to find her!!! She’s the only thing close to family that I have left. I won’t lose her too!!!” She yelled and continued to chant the spell with more determination making the fire on the candles blazed more and more. “I see her in front of a giant rock in the woods,” She finalized and passed out after that.

Jax, Gunner, and I were walking up towards her when I noticed Maggie staring off into the distance. “Mags? What is it? You want to stretch your wings?” I asked hoping that it wasn’t something to do with the bad feeling in my gut. “Charlie and the other witches still here?” She asked still focused out in the field. “Yes?” I answered now looking back at the pack. “Issue the alert,” Maggie said before standing up fully, stretching her wings out, and roaring, letting a large flame erupt from her mouth. Calling Koa forward, “Witches! Protect women and children!”

Megan had come home from her third late shift that week, and when she opened the door, Sara was there to greet her with a tail wag. “Hello, my sweet girl.” Sara was beyond happy to see her. Jumping up and down she followed her into the kitchen for her 2 am the snack of cheese and ham. “Oh, alright come with me while I get my tea.” Megan had dropped her bag at her front door and was heating the water within mere minutes as Sara had chowed down on her cheese and ham. She was thinking about the night she had. Not many crazy cases just your normal heart attacks or car wrecks which was sort of a normal thing of late and Megan was not complaining. She had been practicing the new spells that she ha

HARRY'S POV "No one wants this relationship more than I do... But you know Harry.." Another gulp of wine went down my throat, the kick harsh, just like the thorny realities of this place, this place I hated most. Mark broke up with me because I had to fulfill my duty as heir of the Dog Clan, the weakest clan in the supernatural world. Come to this royal supernatural school and learn the prestigious ways of the supernatural beings and gain some skills and more importantly connection. 'Chuckles.'