Erik Lehnsherr Magneto Novels & Stories

Everyone followed as we walked down a rocky path to his front porch. Before we could knock, the door swung open. A man, taller than Erik, stood before us. His hair was an almost white blonde, and his eyes were as blue as the sky. He looked like he was only in his twenties, but I knew better than to assume that. He was probably as old as Beatrice or older. His body was built, and his aura radiated power like no other. Erik was right. He played with dark magic. It made my hair stand on end and my skin itch as it wrapped itself around me.

Erik coughed to cover up a snicker and stopped just inside the door to give a slight bow. Erik hissed, then translated. "Magnus Nerrian." I tried to step around him. However, Erik subtly moved his body to continue to block me. Startled at his actions, I stepped back and watched him slowly gaze around the room as if he were expecting a ninja to jump out of the shadows.

The magnets screamed in protest as the flatbed tilted at a dangerous angle. "Alex! We're losing the lift!" Alexander looked at the control panel. The violet light was almost gone. He could feel Elena’s struggle the sheer force of will required to hold a dead network together against the interference of the scavengers' dampeners. He didn't think. He reached out and grabbed the exposed power lines beneath the tiller. The surge was agonizing. Without nanites to regulate the flow, the raw electricity of the Mag-Lev line poured into his body. His vision turned white, and his muscles locked in a tetanic spasm. But for a few seconds, he became the bridge. He was the handshake.

Amidst the crowd was an old man in his sixties. Yet, his physique was still overbearing and sturdy. With strong eyebrows, his eyes were as sharp as a falcon’s. All in all, this old man gave off the impression of prestige and dignity. At first glance, this man somewhat resembled the character of Magneto from Marvel comics. In terms of his appearance, he shared a high similarity to the character. This man was none other than Andusk Dragoon, the Grand Elder of Six Doors.

learn about the things he likes, and that's what I've been meticulously doing for the past few days. My new favorite hobby?........ gathering every single piece of information I can, on Victor Gonzales, Business man and CEO of Magnesium Mechanics, a revolutionary tech firm in the country presently. Eric's father, the same man who was supposed to be my father in law, but apparently that ship sank before it even sailed. And God help me, the man is terrifyingly stunning, like my jaw is literally dropped to the floor, in complete awe of how handsome he is, as my eyes stare unwavered into the laptop screen before me.