Margaret Brennan
Bio
I am a 78-year old grandmother who loves to write, fish, and grab my camera to capture the beautiful scenery I see around me.
My husband and I found our paradise in Punta Gorda Florida where the weather always keeps us guessing.
Stories (594)
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MIDNIGHT MAGIC - ch 22
MIDNIGHT MAGIC – ch 22 Julie (*)(*)(*) As Ian took hold of the doorknob, he stopped, bowed his head, and took a deep breath. He wasn’t sure how he could possibly help Julie, but he knew that his anger wouldn’t help her at all. Slowly releasing his breath, he released as much anger as possible. He opened the door, then walked out to the front yard.
By Margaret Brennan10 months ago in Fiction
MIDNIGHT MAGIC - ch 21
MIDNIGHT MAGIC – ch 21 Julie (*)(*)(*) As with Cormac, Finola walked to the door, opened it, then beckoned to Monty. “Monty, I am releasing you from the binding and silence spells only. You will go, live your life as I’ve commanded. Yet, keep in mind, that you will never again have the ability to hurt any woman.” She snapped her fingers and watched as his eyes awakened. “Monty, leave my house. Leave now, before I change my mind.”
By Margaret Brennan10 months ago in Fiction
MIDNIGHT MAGIC - ch 20
MIDNIGHT MAGIC – ch 20 Julie (*)(*)(*) Midnight paced inches away from the feet of both men. While there was still an empty chair between them, Midnight took advantage of that space. She’d pace at the feet of Monty and loudly hiss as she bared her fangs, completely unnerving him. As she passed the empty chair, she’d walk slowly on her hind legs with her front paws raised and her claws extended. Then, approaching Tony’s chair, she’d repeat her pacing and hissing as she did with Monty.
By Margaret Brennan10 months ago in Fiction
MIDNIGHT MAGIC - ch 18. Top Story - April 2025.
MIDNIGHT MAGIC – ch 18 Julie (*)(*)(*) Finola leaned against the wall, crossed her arms over her chest, sighed and said, “Cormac, we’ll begin with you since you’ll be the easiest. Ah, my old friend, although we were never really friends. I see the recognition in your eyes. The final understanding that white always conquers. Let us begin.”
By Margaret Brennan10 months ago in Fiction
MIDNIGHT MAGIC - ch 17
MIDNIGHT MAGIC – ch 17 Julie (*)(*)(*) “Aintin,” Julie began to question, “I don’t know anything about witches or warlocks except what I’ve learned in the past few days but, now I’m wondering. If Cormac is supposed to be so powerful, why, then were his powers useless when Mickey and Da Ian brought him here?”
By Margaret Brennan10 months ago in Fiction
MIDNIGHT MAGIC - ch 16
MIDNIGHT MAGIC – ch 16 Julie (*)(*)(*) Liz nudged her husband’s arm. “Ian, I just looked at the internet on my phone’s app, and the flight will take more than seven hours. Cormac has been sitting in that chair for almost one. Maybe he needs to use the bathroom. Or maybe, at least have something to drink.”
By Margaret Brennan10 months ago in Fiction
