Characters In Magnus Chase Novels & Stories

I do not deserve anything real. When I am ready, I go out the room and I ignore her as she holds me by my arm. I get out of the house and go straight to my office. I call Egil and I sit on my desk. I am Alpha Magnus Ulfisson, the Killer of Rogues. I shouldn’t have forgotten that. *** “Magnus!” Antiope demands for the millionth time. “She is outside,” Egil hisses. “I can hear her.” “Don’t do this!”

Hunter was already here. Already walking directly into Magnus’ territory. Into Magnus' trap. And suddenly escaping no longer felt like the most important thing anymore.

Jodie The roar that tears out of Magnus's throat is filled with absolute madness. With his hands pulled back into dark, twisted claws, he lunges forward across the damp grass, aiming directly for Queen Vanya and me. Before he can even take two steps, Prince Levi moves like a streak of lightning. Levi steps right into his path, sweeping his leg low to kick Magnus directly behind the knees. Magnus grunts as his legs buckle under him, and before he can recover his balance, three fully armed royal guards tackle him down into the dirt.

They’re returning already. I freeze. They weren’t supposed to return this early. The hunting party was meant to be out for hours, maybe even the entire day. And Magnus never returns on the same day. He stays for days, residing at some other Lord’s manor until Creed can no longer feel the pull of the Burn. Confusion knots in my stomach as I inch closer, my gaze following the figures making their way toward the courtyard. Magnus is leading them, his tall, dark silhouette in charge of the horses. And there’s Alistair.

"Where's your hacker friend? Too busy?" "I guess. D'you know someone near Rosenville?" "Minnesota? No," Magnus replied. "But I can make some calls." "Thanks." "Stop stalking her." ×

"Magnus... I am Vanessa Alejandra Cartagena, daughter of Catriona Cartagena, who was your Uncle Max's second wife. I lied to you; I wasn't lost on the ship; it was all a setup. Since I was a child, my parents trained me to be an agent, a skilled assassin. I knew our plan at that time; they wanted me to be on that ship. I knew who I was meant to go through, the family I was supposed to belong to, and that was the Shaw family. My parents wanted them to suffer. You’re not the only one with a grudge against that family, but as I grew older, I realized I had come to care for them, for my brothers, not until they arranged for me to be with you, Daviro, one of the known enemies of the Shaws. I know

Magnus had just finished giving a brief statement to one of the officers when another figure approached. Inspector Caleb Pierce. He walked toward them with a serious expression on his face, accompanied by three uniformed officers. Caleb stopped a few steps away and studied Magnus carefully. “You are…” he began, pointing slightly at him. “Magnus Edochie,” Magnus replied calmly. “Right,” Caleb said with a short nod. He placed his hands on his hips before continuing. “Mr. Edochie, you’ll have to come with us to the station for a few questions about what happened here.”

Chase. Minutes later… “What happened in there, Chase, cannot happen again.” Magnus’ voice cuts through the room. Shaky and unsteady. He’s warning me? I sit there, coolly, watching him pace before me like a man trying to hold himself together. He stops in front of me, breathing hard. “I don’t care that she’s your fucking girlfriend. But I don’t need you fucking her on my goddamned counter!” He’s raging now. I just watch him. Arrogant. Unmoved.

Magnus Jordan Montenegro (Flashback) A few months ago, Magnus Jordan tried to escape from del Valle Drug Cartel and he succeeded. He escaped with ease but not knowing the remote places where he had been, that he was captured, again by a helping soul, but chained in the ankle at the secluded wooden house.

"Uh, oh… sorry about that. I didn't realize that you had a mate. And it’s Nix, that’s unbelievable. Sorry and congratulations to both of you." I accepted his apology. "No worries. No harm done." The girl shook her head at his denseness. "I'm Chloe, and this is Greg and Soren." Greg shook my hand. "If you didn't pick it up, Chloe is my mate." I said, "Yes, I noticed." I tilted my head as I examined Soren. "And your mate is Cassie from the library, right? I met her earlier today, she seems nice." Soren shook his head. "No, I haven't met my mate yet."