Novel & Cerita Magnus Archives Episodes

he convinces his brothers. “Look, Derek said he’s going for a hike this Sunday. Naomi and I are going, you both should join us,” Jorge says. Leon and Elijah agreed. “Magnus what about you?” “Sorry, I can’t come. I have plans with Nickolas,” Saying that he gets up and walks to his room to get ready. Lately, Magnus is becoming more and more serious compared to before. He was always playful and never missed a chance to be with his siblings but nowadays he has totally changed.

Because he will come back. The certainty of it stated so plainly, without sentimentality, in the matter-of-fact script of a man who had calculated the odds and made his conclusion cracked something open in Magnus's chest so fast and so wide that he had to stand very still in the middle of the empty apothecary for a full thirty seconds. Then he put the journal in his coat, next to Vivienne's note. And went back to work. The journal contained fourteen months of intelligence.

He was complicated, but weren’t we all? I left them to go to the bathroom. When I got back, Marcel was in his crib, neatly tucked in, and Magnus was on his phone, reading messages. The scowl on his face told me he wasn’t pleased with what he read. “Something wrong?” I asked, although I had an idea. Elder Cain told me he would send Magnus the details of the tournament. They were reluctant to speak to him after his violent reaction earlier. “I thought we would have more time to prepare,” he mused, lifting solemn eyes to glance at me.

"No. We're headed to another town. Evie wants to visit a monks' temple." "Oh." Soul-searching mode, still, apparently. Jenson kept a comment to himself and listened for any background noises. Not much except for some faint outdoor and traffic noises. "Can I call you anytime tomorrow?" "Yeah. You need anything?" Magnus sighed on the other line, obviously not in the mood for small talk. Like always. "Nothing. Just curious about something." "About?" Okay. Just cut to the chase. Maybe Magnus had definite answers; he was one of the shareholders of the pharmaceutical company that manufactured their wolfsbane medication. He should know a thing or two besides what the labels said.

Tanner asked laughing. “Ha, ha! You’re so fucking hilarious!” Magnus exclaimed. “‘I’ll be waiting for a detailed report on what went on that stage… So, enjoy your educational evening. I'll call you on Monday morning... Magno!’” Tanner’s laughing voice was the last thing Magnus heard before ending the call, leaving Magnus to wallow in his misery for the evening. He threw the phone away with an annoyed gesture. “Maybe I should join Tane in a club… Get my mind off work just for tonight…”

“I think Magnus has a network. And if Ivy’s right—if he wants something from her—he’s not going to stop until he gets it.” Ronan grunted. “He’s underestimating how stubborn she is.” “He’s underestimating all of us.” But even as I said it, something gnawed at me. Magnus was planning something. We were always one step behind. I hated that. I needed to get ahead. Just after midnight, I went back to the archives. I couldn’t sleep, and I had one more theory to check. If Magnus was sealed beneath the Hollow, then someone had broken that seal.

Anne Jenner goes half a year, you go half a year? Magnus: It's not a matter of being a Huu family, you don't have to worry about going anywhere. Recently, the Magnus family corporation had a civil war to the point of chipping his forehead, Magnus had to temporarily put aside his military science and technology project to plan and prepare to fight a fierce battle with those old demons.

He’d tried to get through the mountains of documents, and he didn’t expect to end up locked in the archives for several hours with no way to get out. Magnus knew, but said nothing to him. This meant Hayden didn’t know whether he was fine or in trouble when he got back to the packhouse and into the meeting. He’d not have time to change. So, he’d be going into the meeting in his leathers and covered in dust from his trip.

His boyfriend is on the other side of this thin door. "Vicky?" "I-I'm here. I'll be out soon." "Okay. I'm waiting." Vicky gets on his feet and adjusts his clothes. He wipes his mouth on Archer's shirt and goes outside. "Magnus. What happened to you?" Said Magnus is on the floor at this point. He's panting and sweating aggressively. "I feel sick. Let's get out of here." He wants to protest. What about his plans with Archer? Luckily, as quiet as ever, Magnus passes out on the floor. Vicky pokes him a few times, and when he's sure he's completely out, he calls Archer.

Magnus' expression grew fierce as he added, "He plans everything meticulously, instigates others to take the lead and hides behind the scenes. When things go wrong, he brushes it off and feigns ignorance. He's hypocritical and ridiculous." Maisie looked at Magnus with a hint of surprise in her eyes. She thought she would have to persuade him, but he voluntarily handed over the evidence. "Thank you," Maisie said, tucking away the recorder. "Thank yourself," Magnus said, leaning back in his seat and looking at Maisie calmly. "What for?" Maisie asked. "If you hadn't pleaded for me back then, you wouldn't have the evidence you need today. Shouldn't you thank yourself?" Magnus replied.