The Secret World of Maggie Grey (Drew Collins, #1)

by Granger

I turned to glare at the white woman who looked like she belonged in night school after taking care of a grown ass man who probably drove around in her Nissan picking up other women.

BYE

I take it her man was most likely black, and a bum.

read her down for interrupting lmaoooooooo

“We will have our own schools for children like us…hospitals, doctors where rootworkers can practice without feeling the need to hide what they do.”

“So your grandma had a ghost baby daddy,” Antoinette said with an unconvinced dry tone.

lol, truth can be stranger than fiction...

“Historic Black Ancestral Mythical & Magic College and University… System of Georgia…Drew Collins University…School of Mythics and…”

damn, there's more to the name??

I was darker than most with my complexion turning to baked chocolate in the thick of the Georgia heat, and Ty was a golden yellow hue with red undertones, and at best the color of a dry Popeyes biscuit in winter.

byeee, a dry Popeyes biscuit?? I'm crine

If Ty wasn’t on his phone, he was buried in a book somewhere. Always been that way, consuming knowledge and constantly learning.

same

On God, On God, if I ever heard that shit again, On God, I would lose my damn mind.

woo, I love Atlanta lolol

The way you can tell a woman is ugly is not by her looks but by how she looks at you. A woman will use another woman as a reflection to project her insecurities onto you.

idk wtf wrong with Jean but he nibbled with this one

She’s earthy, a natural organic beauty. The type of men that would go after her are the ones who probably wore oils, lit candles, and could smoke an entire forest down.

good mf night! lmaoooooooooo, too specific

Even with my smile plastered on my face, behind it was a watchful gaze, looking for any sign of competition and ghetto behavior.

bitch, what

James was a certified hoe. A nerd and a hoe.

sameee

a few guys carrying party flyers jog towards us from the iron gate entrance. One in particular was busy pulling up his jeans with his hips and ass cheeks spilling out over the waist band, showing off his black boxer briefs. The little black t-shirt and the little knots in his fro where he probably anxiously twisted his hair told me everything I needed to know, almost like Kodak Black minions. Either he was a bad decision or a good time.

plssssss

The snow-white curls tucked underneath, just hidden against her neck. Her face rolled from side to side before a slit of her eyes just barely opened to reveal the dark red gaze that suddenly went black as she smiled.

“You need to watch yourself around her. Her true nature is coming out. You know what she is?” “She doesn’t even know what she is,” the girl said.

I looked up at the sky, finally able to see the bright quarter moon reflecting down onto her face, as if it calmed and settled her violent traits.

“I don’t give two pussy licks about them bitches you’re dragging along with you!” he snapped.

omfg Jean is too rude! what he on, fr

“Watch yo self, lil hoe,” he threatened. “I got you in that school…I can get yo ass the fuck out. You’ll be out on the street with me popping dry pussy for a can of soup, fucking with me. FOCUS on your education and your talents!

is he a pimp or her daddy?! lmaooooo, he has me so weak. MORE OF JEAN lmaooooo he unhinged, I love it

“I took a sip and immediately recognized it as woodshine as your auntie calls it. It’s what we’d give you when you wouldn’t shut the fuck up as a baby. You’d be nodding off something serious.” He laughed.

THIS MF HERE

“N––? Because you too busy running around with these bitches! Get your jars out, make something strong to where–––Bitch, I shouldn’t have to tell you! You’re the witch, not me! Figure it out!” he suddenly snapped.

Jean crazy af

Education is the most important thing we can do to preserve who we are as a culture, race, and to keep a hold of our magic.”

With that she walked off with her chin held high as I rolled my eyes. I wanted to scream out, BITCH I don’t care about any of this weird shit.

for now, me thinks

I turned around, seeing a short, older woman smile at me as she wore her black, long skirt and a tucked in white blouse. Her long, silver hair shined with specks of blue and green, and her dark brown eyes smiled before her mouth did. She looked like she came straight from Woodstock, like one of those old school Black hippies from the 70s that smoked most of the days away with random white men in cut up jean shorts.

Who raised y'all mothafuckas?” he asked again as everyone stared at the phone. “Instead of being Karens and running to the office to tattletale…you handle it like a boss bitch. Next time you see him, you need to look like him and everyone else is beneath you. I wouldn’t let not nan mothafucka see me sweating and crying over him because now they think they have power over me. Nah, boo. I’m in control, always.

Jean eats the girlies up everytime!

“Don’t let the undead get to you,” I said,

“A hee hee, har har. Fuck outta here,” he mocked before the entire table laughed. It only served to make him more annoyed. “Man! I will beat everybody’s ass in here! Y'all don’t even know who I really am!”

I'm so weak at this cat Quan ajkdfhalkjdfhakdfhakdfkja

“We should call our club The Misfits,” I said. “Look at us…None of us really make sense together. A talking cat–––” “Fuck y'all,” he muttered as he bit into a piece of chicken, making his little meowing noises. “I’m just here for this food.”

When a priestess finds her sisters, no matter the form they come in…hold on to them for dear life. They are the true magic and power you could yield.

“Hold on, Chomper,” Asha cut in before glaring at Souxie. I could see Isis hesitantly touch her fangs that poked out with a frown. Shit, Asha…Could you be anymore blunt?

lmaoooo, Asha is helllll

Florida water? Last time I checked, we were living in freaking Georgia.

bye lol

“Something about a curse is about to repeat itself which I can only assume from the few docs I’ve watched on Netflix that I’m clearly about to die.

I loved my family to the bone, every part of the pack but I definitely didn’t play about my siblings or anyone attempting to cross them.

wolf type shii

“No…no, no, no, nooo,” I let out, slowly backing away as Namir reached to pull off his cut up shirt, leaving his darkened pecks to glisten in the sun like rotisserie chicken.

goodnight lmaooo, the similes are killing me

“You said it, not me…Baby, I’ll eat you alive,” I mocked before snorting out loud. “Negro, one look from me and you’re pissing on yourself with fear, since day one.” “I’m not afraid of you–––” “You’re afraid of what I can do though–––”

ohhh, okay bold

“What about you, Quan?” Maggie shouted over her shoulder as we both looked back at him. “Who the hell am I going to invite? The stray dogs and birds chirping in the trees?” he questioned with an attitude.

why the hell would you ask who the cat invited to the kickback? lmaooooo

“It’s probably your face,” he said truthfully as he trotted alongside me. “Just being honest but you look like you survived a bear attack.” Isis looked back, hearing Quan’s remarks before glancing at me. She suddenly glared at Quan. “That’s a bad kitty!” she fussed. “You don’t say that about friends. Bad kitty–––” “Bitch…” Quan let out before hissing and showing teeth. “Bad kitty these nuts–––”

pleaseeeeeeee lmaoooooooooo

Tay turned into a small store called Chawls

now I know this ain't that Charles... lmaoooo

“How you doing Miss Netta?”

NOT CHARLES & MISS NETTA kjahdsflkjhasdlkjfhdaksjhfdlkjsahfkljdsaf

Only you…” I pointed at her. “Can control the level of respect your body deserves. Not anyone else. When your standards are set, your needs are met…”

truth tea

“Sit cho’ gothic wanna be Panic at the Disco head ass the fuck down bruh! Lame ass!” one yelled as they all cackled.

me in high school lolol

“I guess I didn’t really grow up thinking I was any different,” she said with a frown. “So I can’t really relate to…how you feel honestly. I’m not ashamed about how I look because it's…how I look…”

say that

“OHH! MY GAAH!” Isis shouted. “TOP SIREN ACTIVITIES YEAH?! WATAH GYAL CERTIFIED!”

Isis really with all the shits omg

I’m getting drunk and forgetting I ever had to speak to y'all fish filet mothafuckas.

Asha, girl... that hurt got you actin' crazy fr

Namir, and a few of his friends walking through Legacy Row with bags and packs of drinks stacked on their shoulders. He wore a Braves jersey that was opened with sweats and with a matching Braves hat pulled backwards.

is it 2009? ewww

He always said that to poke fun at me turning dark with rage and envy. Never envious. Only ever determined and always competitive.

girl, the lies you tell yourself

She was full of secrets… Full of hidden feelings and destructive tendencies. I knew a mad woman when I’d see one.

it's always the quiet ones

Maggie Grey gave off the same energy as a full blooming moon in the night sky. The same moon that had the power to control us, and our emotions, our abilities to shift and create chaos, violence, and other things we struggled with since the beginning of time.

okay Maggie! *cues Orange Moon by Erykah Badu*