The Magnolia Inn Novels & Stories

He shakes it off and concentrates on driving. The GPS announces that he’s entering Oregon city limits with a population of 2,784, a modest town. Main Street features a diner, a hardware store, a library, and a church. Side streets lead into residential neighborhoods, nothing fancy or threatening. Just ordinary and quiet, a place where everyone knows their neighbors and nothing exciting ever happens. It’s exactly the kind of place where you might hide something valuable. He turns onto Magnolia Street. It's filled with modest homes on both sides, well-kept lawns and porches adorned with rocking chairs. Kids' bikes lie abandoned in driveways.

"Aunt, when you were in Angolla, did you use some kind of incense? Also, you used it all year round, right?" Huh? How did you know about that? Magnolia was a little surprised when she heard Mango's question. Mango's face darkened when she heard what Magnolia had said. Hmm... do you feel uncomfortable anywhere then? No. What's wrong? Magnolia felt that Mango was acting a little weirdly. "Hence, Mango brought up what had happened today." "After all, Magnolia was someone that was on Mango's side, and she was also in Santell Capital. Hence, Mango trusted her as the latter could not leak this information out to anyone now."

He'd been one of the first to book a room after they opened the inn. "No. He's playing his way down the East coast. Not quite sure where he is just now, and his cell phone doesn't work in the States. But he'll be here in a couple of days. It's not like he's going to say no. It's my wedding." Maggie pinched the bridge of her nose and moved her mouth in something that might have been a silent prayer or a curse. "Okay, so what's left?" "Just decorating the barn for the ceremony and getting tables set up for the reception. And we'll have help with that. Everybody who's got a room booked from tomorrow through the weekend is one of Mom's former fosters. And there are more coming in day of," Pru to

* Julliane * Today, the Magnolia manor stood at its most magnificent, dressed in ivory silks, garlands of fresh magnolias, and hundreds of twinkling lights that would later dance like fireflies as the sun dipped below the horizon. The grounds were alive with the hum of conversation, the clinking of crystal, and the low murmur of anticipation from the crowd.

"We're almost arrived, dear. Look, that's our overnight stay." Lady Byrne opened the window beside her. Ava looked at a charming country building made of bricks. Lady Byrne had told her about the place. Magnolia Inn, the finest staycation in the small town. The inn located at a sidewalk in front of the ocean. The road settled about two feet higher above the stony beach. Ava could hardly contain her excitement. She had never visited a place quite like this. The road was beautiful in its simplicity and the cool breeze brought the sweet scent of the sea. The sound of the ocean, the comforting rhythm of ebb and flow, she couldn't remember she had ever had a better vacation. Even the glamorous ci

Ronald walked into the building as magnolia followed behind, she would never give up, she would keep trying to escape whether it caused her, her life. The building was definitely a Villa, big and spacious but heavily guarded. Military men dressed in green and black uniforms moved around with gun thrown over their shoulders. Magnolia wiped her tears as she walked into the large mansion. The inside was more homey than the outside, everything had a touch of black and white, somehow she felt her racing heart beat pause for a while. "Why don't you seat here while I get you something to eat?" Ronald suggested as magnolia shook her head with a frown.

Floral scents completely enveloped me but I had to keep going. Crossing the road we headed into the hotel opposite. The Magnolia Garden. No different to the other glass fronted wonderlands except this one had a booking. Placing her upright I held her hand and softly led her to the reception desk. They were still shaking when she placed them on the desk for support. "Booking for Wilding. Penthouse."

he said, without any pressure. She slowly turned her face toward him, observing him in the dim light inside the vehicle. “Do you usually give that option to everyone?” “I don’t usually give any options at all.” She smiled. “Then maybe I’m a rare case.” His eyes traced her face with careful attention. The car stopped in front of the most exclusive motel in the city. The facade was discreet, the entrance private, with no flashy signs. Privacy was the rule here. He got out and offered his hand to her. She accepted immediately. The touch was brief, but electric for both of them.

He wanted to make love to her and see her cry. Tyrone tightened his arm around her waist and said, "Caleb, to Magnolia Creek." … Magnolia Creek was a very famous neighborhood. The gated community was surrounded by fields of magnolia flowers, which were very elegant and beautiful. The butlers and maids had already been alerted about Tyrone's arrival earlier, and so they stood at the two sides of the door, waiting for his arrival. The luxury car drove up to the mansion's entrance, and Tyrone helped Heather down from the car. Then, he walked inside with her in his arms.

Magnolia The air is thick with tension as the door closes from Xavier Black and his children leaving the dining room because of my father’s command. I notice that my mom’s eyes flicker to my dad’s and for a moment it’s like everything stands still. No one is sure what to do- if we should stay put or if my dad should follow them or… what. My dad’s voice is hard and demanding as he says, “Magnolia, you need to go somewhere safe. You need to be hidden, just in case, until they’re off our pack grounds. Amelia, take Magnolia-”