Between Love And Magic ( On Hold )
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Last published Fri, Jul 14, 2017
"Stop acting like a gentleman cause I know that you're not " I grit out. "Do you know how many girls would love to be in the place where you are at the moment " I could feel his warm breath on my neck as he whispers this. He tightens his hold on my waist and pulls me more closer. My stomach twists in a strange way. What the hell is wrong with me I never felt this way, stupid human world. How I wish I still had my magic ,then with just a snap I would turn him into dust. But what are you going to explain to the media when a human just vanishes off in front of them?
Hey there who ever is reading this right now. Just for your knowledge let me tell you that being a super witch sucks. Humans might find it cool to do magic ( even I thought the same at the beginning) but it's not, cause it's a curse, a curse that the great clumsy me have inherited from my ancestors and in order to keep me safe my family send me here in the human world which I didn't mind but now I do with the bottom and the depth of my heart cause "the devil" or more like " the playboy" in humans word, makes it hell of a difficult for me to act normally. What was his name again? Oh! Yah Tyler Lockhart the hot and arrogant, world famous football player.
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