Magnum Pi Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“I swear, I will be more careful. Just don't tell the boys what happened.” “We have no intention of telling them anything. This is between us,” Piper smiles, and Emmerson nods. *** It's been over a week, and surprise, no sun! Magnus is insisting we go back home. As bad as things are, I'm not ready to give up. I am trying to keep faith that soon everything will get back to normal. It's stupid. It will take time to fix this. There is a part of me that isn't ready to admit defeat. I'm not ready to choose between the twins. To live the rest of my life trapped in a loveless marriage.

“High school days. I hadn’t been out, and you had to have had sex. So, I lied about being straight to have sex with a girl, so I could join in on the discussions.” Magnus sighed as he said, “Poor young Valentine. Had to feel among to be happy.” Valentine laughed, not saying anything in reply as he took a pack from the Chinese, eating. “Never have I ever been scared of Starr, or thought her tough or scary,” Magnus had suddenly said next, causing Valentine to stop in his tracks, stopping halfway on the food he had been eating. Magnus chuckled in mischief, looking at him with an evil grin. “I hate you,” he mouthed to Magnus, causing him to smile.

Probably worked here to feel close to the biker life without actually living it. “Get us anything,” Magnus said dismissively, waving the kid away. I watched the waiter retreat, then turned to Magnus. “Why did you bring me here?” Magnus leaned back in his chair, a smirk pulling at his lips. “Don’t you like it?” That wicked smile made something violent stir in my chest. My fingers curled into fists beneath the table, imagining how satisfying it would be to wrap them around his throat and squeeze until that smirk disappeared permanently. “What are you planning to do?” I forced the words out evenly. “We didn’t find Kiera at the Steel Vultures. We have no leads. So what’s your next move?”

" We headed back in silence, our minds filled with thoughts of the recent happenings, from the disappearances to the summit, and now Father's nagging on me about finding a mate. I glanced over at Magnus, who looked lost in his thoughts. I had always felt at ease with him; there was this invisible string holding both of us together. I wish it were strong enough to snap a mating bond in place. I'd rather have Magnus be my mate than a stranger. We finally reached the pathway leading to my home; if he went any further with me, then my father's guards would spot him. "Don't forget about the meeting tonight," I said. He gave me a small smile. "I should be telling you that. Don't sleep off and forg

My fiancé's ex showed up at our mating ceremony with a child in tow, interrupting everything. My fiancé chose to abandon me and mark his ex instead. But when he found out I bonded with my Alpha childhood friend, he completely lost it. I'm the chief healer of Silvermoon Pack, earning a hundred thousand dollars every month. My fiancé Marcus is just an ordinary warrior whose salary barely reaches a thousand. Not only do I cover most of our living expenses—the house, car, and daily costs—I also help support Marcus's retired parents. But thinking we were about to become mates, I didn't mind any of these sacrifices.

Their parents didn't name them well, he should have been the one called Maddox instead of the other fool. "Dante has business to take care of, so he might not come in today," I told Magnus, who scoffed. "I am sure that business has something to do with Pussy." I smiled. "I wouldn't blame him then. That shit can drive us nuts." I adjusted my suit. "Speaking of pussy, how is thy Bride?" Magnus chuckled and I knew instantly he was trying to mock me. The mention of her reminded me of what happened the previous night and I found myself clenching my fists.

“You shouldn’t stay for the hunt. Things are going to get messy with everything going on right now. Take my daughter to a safe place.” “I won’t let my female lose face by running from your bitch of a Luna,” Ronan replies levelly. “She is now my ex-Luna,” Magnus amends, staring into the distance as he does, a surge of wind sweeping through the random locks of hair at his nape. “I’ve renounced our mating—something I’m beginning to see I should have done a long time ago.” With a parting look at me, he starts walking toward his car, calling over his shoulder, “Don’t make me regret trusting you, Ronan Bane. Take my daughter the hell away from danger.”

Finn shattered completely as he cried out Magnus’s name through broken sobs. Afterward, Magnus pushed a new vibrating plug inside him that was thicker than before, with a remote controlled by Magnus’s phone. He turned it on low, making Finn whimper as it buzzed constantly against his abused prostate. “You’ll wear this home,” Magnus ordered, kissing the fresh bloody bites on Finn’s thighs almost tenderly. “I may turn it on whenever I want tonight.”

Metro Manila, June 2016 Magnus Zumatra leaned against the balcony railing of his penthouse apartment in Makati, watching the city lights twinkle below like scattered diamonds. At thirteen, he was already taller than most of his classmates, his dark hair cut short, his brown eyes serious beyond his years. The brace on his left leg was lighter now, more of a support than a necessity, but it still reminded him every day of the fall that had changed his life.

his voice dipped into something darker, pushing me back on the bed as he took off his jacket. As my fingers curl against the mattress, my chest rises and falls unevenly. “ He won't mark me,” I whispers as he lays on me. Magnus eyes darken, “oh , he will,” “And if he doesn’t?” Magnus shrugs lazily. “We'll make him then.” “Or should we end it and tell the council about a little girl who suggested removing the first male Omega in 100 years from existence.” The room goes cold. I shook my head violently.