Novel & Cerita Magnus Archives Episodes

Jarrel’s patience was running thin, the bond with Hana pulling him in another direction, but Magnus pressed forward. “I just think we should be thorough,” Magnus replied, forcing his voice to remain steady. “We can’t miss any details. It could lead us to her.” Jarrel’s eyes narrowed. His wolf stirred, suspicious now. Magnus had always been his most trusted ally—his beta, his brother in arms—but something felt off. Still, he didn’t argue. Not yet.

I mustered the courage to confront him, to express my frustrations and lay bare the confusion that plagued me. “Magnus,” I began, my voice tinged with a mix of exasperation and vulnerability. “I don’t understand why you’re shutting me out like this. We used to talk for hours, share our deepest thoughts and dreams. But now… now it feels like you’re pushing me away. Can you please just tell me what’s going on?” Magnus’s eyes flickered with a hint of guilt before quickly retreating back into indifference. “It’s nothing, really,” he replied, his voice devoid of emotion. “Just going through some stuff, that’s all.”

But to what accord? He's lost forever. There's no cure for rogueness. But there's always a cause. Magnus is already on his way to the dilapidated staircase when I blurt out, "Wait, Magnus." My voice is only a whisper I realise, frail and pathetic. But my husband still hears me and he's facing me once again, his eyebrow raised in question. Uncertain steps carry me closer. Ignoring the scrutinizing gaze of the scarlet-eyed Morgana, I muster courage. "I need to know how this happened. How did he become a rogue?"

Rex, Lacey and Minet all dashed forward towards Telagus, weapons drawn, ready to decide the fate of Hale. Book two, Magnus: Dragon Lord is available now.

“Your distance hurts. Your nearness hurts. Your doubt hurts most of all.” Maddox’s face tightened as if the words had struck bone. Magnus lowered his gaze and began packing his case with deliberate slowness. “The cloth can stay for another hour. I will prepare a draught for fever and leave instructions with Lysa.” Rhea knew what he was doing. So did Maddox. Magnus closed the case and paused by the door. “Do not force memory tonight. Either of you.” Maddox did not look away from Rhea. “I heard you.”

“Come with me.” I stood immediately and reached for the books. “Leave them.” I blinked. “I thought…” “You’ll collect them later.” “Then where are we going?” “The Imperial Archives.” As soon as the words left his mouth, Magnus quietly folded the report in front of him and stood as well. “I’ll join you.” Valerian looked at him with mild annoyance. “I wasn’t inviting you.” “I know.” “You’ll interrupt my lesson.” “I probably will.” The old mage sighed. “You’ve always enjoyed making my life difficult.”

The murmurs of confusion and concern rippled through the crowd, but they quickly fell silent as Magnus raised his hand, signaling for quiet. "Thank you for coming, everyone," Magnus began, his voice steady but filled with urgency. His eyes scanned the faces of the warriors, the leaders, and the protectors of their realm, each one looking to him for answers. "First, I would like to address the situation we now find ourselves in. Many of you have already felt it—the strangeness, the disconnection from the world we once knew. That’s because we’ve been transported through time." The crowd stirred slightly, whispers of disbelief running through the group, but Magnus pressed on.

"Alpha Magnus himself, with a small guard. He's asking for you both immediately." Kade's expression shifted instantly from confusion to concern, and we hurried down together to meet his father in the courtyard, torches casting long shadows across Magnus's travel worn face as he dismounted. He looked older than he had even days earlier, exhaustion carved deep into features that had always seemed carefully controlled in front of me. "Father," Kade said. "Why are you here? You should be holding the pack together, not riding across half the territory." "Some things can't wait for messengers," Magnus said. "I found something in the old archive after you left. Something I should have told you the

Boom! Lysander felt a deafening roar near his ears, instantly drowning out every other sound around him. He stood frozen, his face a mask of cold disbelief. “Dad, this joke isn’t funny. He paused, “I know you don’t want to keep Elara at home any longer. But you don’t have to tell liesaSeraphina is gone.” Magnus remained silent for a moment, then abruptly stood up and walked toward the living room. He pulled open the drawer, took out a document from inside, and placed it heavily on the table.

The door slid open, and once Magnus stepped inside, Jacob pressed the button to close the door. By the time Magnus reached the living room, Jacob was already coming down the stairs. “If not for the coffee beans, I'd have left you outside as mosquito bait. Can't an old man get some sleep in the middle of the night?" Jacob grumbled. “Guess what happened today?" Magnus leaned closer, grinning mischievously. “Go on, I'm listening," Jacob muttered as he sat down and started brewing the coffee. Jacob listened as Magnus vividly recounted what had happened at Margot's birthday banquet, not showing the slightest bit of interest. But then, a single name slipped out.