Hidden Magic

Hidden Magic

last updateLast Updated : 2022-11-24
By:  Lillith Mykals Kennedy  Completed
Language: English
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Fallon Presley is different. She has a little something peculiar about her, but she embraces her oddness. Fallon never feels like she belongs with her family. She knows they love her, but she never fits in with the extended family. When her family suddenly dies in a car accident, she is left to sort through the family estate. With the help of her best friend, Bruce Andrews, they begin the task that opens up the mystery of who Fallon Presley is and where she came from. Fallon and Bruce step into a world of magic, witches, wolves, vampires, and the supernatural. Somewhere between the magic elements and the supernatural, Fallon finds herself, her true love , and maybe a little hidden magic.

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I don't belong here

My dreams come in waves every night, but they are more vivid tonight. I can feel another place, another world, a place where I belong, where I am not an outsider. I open my eyes and see lightning dash across the sky; maybe that is why my dreams are so vivid tonight. The storm is loud. It sounds as if the wind and rain are angry. Maybe it is.I look at the clock. The small clock blinks 333. The power must've gone out from the storms. The house feels a little warm. I guess I slept through the power outage. I slide to the side of the bed. I want to look out the window. Why? I have no idea. It is as if something or someone is calling to me. I have felt this way my entire life, like something is out there for me.I slide into my pink fuzzy house shoes and walk sleepily across the hardwood floor of my upstairs bedroom. I slide the sheer white curtain back and look into the night. It is beautiful and angry at the same time. I close my eyes and take a deep breath of the rain. The smell is swe

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Destiny Epp
how's the updates on this book? I really hate to start a story to have to wait for one chapter to be dropped once a week:/
2022-11-18 02:35:39
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Blessing
interesting story love it
2022-11-08 23:19:42
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46 Chapters

I don't belong here

My dreams come in waves every night, but they are more vivid tonight. I can feel another place, another world, a place where I belong, where I am not an outsider. I open my eyes and see lightning dash across the sky; maybe that is why my dreams are so vivid tonight. The storm is loud. It sounds as if the wind and rain are angry. Maybe it is.I look at the clock. The small clock blinks 333. The power must've gone out from the storms. The house feels a little warm. I guess I slept through the power outage. I slide to the side of the bed. I want to look out the window. Why? I have no idea. It is as if something or someone is calling to me. I have felt this way my entire life, like something is out there for me.I slide into my pink fuzzy house shoes and walk sleepily across the hardwood floor of my upstairs bedroom. I slide the sheer white curtain back and look into the night. It is beautiful and angry at the same time. I close my eyes and take a deep breath of the rain. The smell is swe
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The Accident

Fallon POVI left work a little after six. It was an early day for me. Dr. Braum usually keeps me until 7, but he let me go early tonight. Bruce offered to come by the house after he got off, but I brushed him off. Not tonight, Bruce. I have a date with a bubble bath, a book, and hot soup.I am looking forward to the stillness of the house. Nothing but quiet for me tonight. My family will only be gone for three days. I want to get as much peace as possible while they are gone. I prefer the quiet.Living with my parents and my brother is rowdy. I need moments of silence to listen to the world around me. The quiet isn't something my family appreciates. They like rowdiness and chattering. I prefer calm. I am so different from them. It is not only the hair color or my facial features. It is my personality and way of doing things. Sometimes I feel like my family life is a three ring circus.I park my car on the street. I usually sit here for a moment, but not tonight. Tonight I get out of
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I am adopted

Fallon POVThe days go by quickly and slowly at the same time. I feel as if I am floating. Every day I move slowly, and time moves fast. I cannot stop thinking of them and why they are gone. Nothing in life seems fair right now. Everything is in a daze.The funeral, my extended family, and then time alone all seem to run together. My bitch aunt and her daughters try to bully me about every part of the funeral. Lucky for me, my father left detailed instructions about their last wishes. She had no say over anything I did for my family.Tad was the hard part for me. He was only and had15 no last wishes. So I followed my parent's wishes for him too. All three were given a small service and then cremated. My Aunt let it be known to everyone that she should have my mother's ashes. I am not separating my family. I want to keep their ashes together and with me."You are a selfish little bitch. I want my sister with me," My Aunt yells at me.My Aunt repeatedly caused a scene. She wanted everyo
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I am a witch

Fallon POVShock doesn't even cover the way I feel. I am in shock, but somehow it all makes sense now. I never felt like I belonged here. Mom, Dad, and Tad have always loved me and treated me like I belonged, but I knew I was different. I guess I am different from them. Did Tad know? I wonder if this is what my mother wanted to talk to me about when she came home from her visit with my aunt."We should find them," Bruce says as I walk out of my dad's office. He is still my dad, no matter what the papers say. He raised me. I am a Presley, and nothing will change that.I stop and look at Bruce. "What do you mean?" I ask him. I know what he means, but I want to know why he thinks we should find them. What if they abandoned me and did not want to know me? I am sure there is a reason I was put up for adoption, and honestly, I don't think I can bear the reason right now.Bruce drops the papers he is holding on the desk and rushes to me. "We should find your parents, your family, and see wha
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Bruce

Fallon POVI walk down the stairs to Bruce. He is singing in my kitchen, and I believe he is cooking. I stop at the entrance to the kitchen and listen. I listen to the noise coming from the kitchen, the sounds of joy. Can I be joyful now? Is it wrong for me to be thinking about joy? I smile for the first time in days, and I feel guilty about it."Hey! I didn't mean to wake you. I am cooking. I guess that is obvious. I was planning to bring you breakfast when it was ready," Bruce stammers. He looks cute and sweet as he cooks breakfast for me."You didn't wake me," I respond. I go into the kitchen and sit at the family-sized table.A table for a family, but there is no family anymore. There might be a lost family. I want to find this other family, but I don't want to disrespect the family that raised me. There is a lot to think about today."I planned to bring breakfast for you, but since you are here, we can eat together," Bruce says. He suddenly realizes he has already said that. He i
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The Map

Fallon POVI lay in bed, thinking about tomorrow. I am going to New Orleans to visit my uncles. I wonder if they missed me or if I matter at all. Does it really matter? I have a family. No, I had a family. None of the extended family ever wanted me. Now, I know why. They knew I was adopted. My being adopted is probably why Aunt Tricia and the evil spawns hated me so much. Who really cares what they think? NOT ME!Bruce helped me accomplish everything today. I dropped all the paperwork off at the lawyer's office and the bank. The bank gave me a new card for the family bank account. There is so much to do when someone dies. You have to erase their existence. At least, that is what it felt like to me. I felt like I was taking their names off their belongings and adding mine. It hurt me to the core.I wasn't expecting everything to be taken care of so easily, but Dave, my dad's lawyer, made it easy. I have a few weeks before I turn 18, but thanks to Dave everything is going into my name w
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On The Road

Fallon POVAt seven in the morning, Bruce and I are loading the car with two small bags. I should be worried or anxious, but I am neither. I honestly want to get this over with and find a light at the end of all this. Is there a light? I have to think that when this is over that, I will have a better understanding of my life and my family, both of them. I get into Bruce's fire engine red mustang. "This car says a lot about you," I say, joking with him. I know he loves this car, and I love to pick on him about it being a chick magnet."It says I am single, and no one wants me," Bruce snaps back.I touch his shoulder, and he smiles. I remind myself that we work together and he is only a friend. I don't see him any other way. Besides, he is my only friend, and I don't want to be alone in this world. Bruce is all I have left. I can't screw that up."Some day, Bruce. Some day you will find the woman of your dreams. I only hope she likes me and lets us remain friends," I say. In a way, tho
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New Orleans

Fallon POVAs we drive into the city, I feel a sense of urgency. I am not sure why I feel so urgent, but I do. I look around, thinking I will see the ancestors leading the way or watching me, but all I see are rows and rows of buildings. "Are we staying in the city or away from the city?" I ask Bruce.Bruce looks behind him and then moves over into the other lane. He takes an exit as I continue to look around and wait for his answer. "We are staying in a hotel in the French Quarter. It is close to the magic shop. My sister is meeting us there. I think you will love her. You and Libby have a lot in common," Bruce answers.The traffic is getting more hectic, and people are walking out into the street. I should be afraid. This is my first time in a big city, but instead, I feel at home and peaceful. Odd that someone who likes the quiet would enjoy the hustle and bustle of a big city. Of course, my mind could change tonight when I am actually walking around the city.Bruce pulls into a s
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The Little Magic Shop

Fallon POVBruce and I step out of the hotel onto Royal Street. We are in the heart of the French Quarter. The music is coming at us from all directions. There are street performers dancing up the street. I have never seen so many different types of people. I watch them for a moment taking all of it into my soul. People are dressed in costumes, posing in the streets for tourists. I understand why people come here. As we walk down the street toward the little magic shop, I close my eyes for a moment and let my heart listen to the music. I am in heaven. "It's beautiful. I cannot believe what I am hearing and seeing," I say.Bruce stops. "Not as beautiful as you," he says. He touches my chin and gives me a half smile. I smile. I have been in New Orleans for maybe an hour, and I already feel peaceful and at home. The noise doesn't bother me. Bruce stops in front of a storefront that is boarded up and closed. His expression drops from happy to upset. "This is it. But there is nothing h
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The Watcher

Fallon POVBruce and I leave the Z brothers and the little magic shop. I do not feel like I know any more now than I did when I left home, but I have a book with my family history. I guess that is something. Maybe there is something in this book to help me sort out my past."You okay?" Bruce asks me.I look up at his blonde hair blowing in the wind. The wind seems to follow us around. It is not windy, and I am not cold, but something in the breeze calls out to me or maybe him."When will you tell me who you really are, Bruce?" I ask him.Bruce pulls my hand to his lips and gently kisses the top of my hand. He looks into my eyes, and I see something different. The wind continues to blow through his hair, and his eyes seem to change."I am nothing to fear. First, a drink and dinner, then we will dive into who I am and your family history," Bruce says.We will go down Royal street to a small side street that seems to turn from pavement to cobblestone. It is not a street, more like a smal
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