Magnus Archives Quotes Novels & Stories

Magnus said. "The archive has a full section on convergence behavior," Vivienne said. "I found it yesterday. It's the most comprehensive non-Nymph documentation of ley line amplification effects I've seen referenced anywhere, and he wrote it over a period of twenty years without ever telling anyone he was writing it." She shook her head slowly. "He spent his entire life preparing a defense for a situation that he could not prevent and could not intervene in directly. And every piece of it landed exactly where it needed to."

"He really wants me dead, doesn't he? Like my predecessor.” "No, he doesn't." Ellis was as patient as a fucking kindergarten teacher. "We've already explained it to you—that special ability comes out when your body feels threatened." "That's just your speculation. You've got no proof." Magnus appeared beside Ellis, looking as pissed as Dan was when the press got hold of a photo of me with two naked models. "Alright, you’re right—we guessed it. But it wasn't a wild guess, you mutt. So you can quit that smile of yours "

Magnus smiled and broke the awkward silence. “We were elated to finally meet the Supreme Punisher. Rest assured that we will give our very best to our jobs, and we will not abuse our power and position,” he assured her quickly. “Thank you, Magnus. I’m glad to meet you all. Together we will work hand in hand to preserve peace and unity for the welfare of all peace-loving creatures on this planet,” Clarice responded, her words laced with wisdom. “Yeah. Peace for all," Magnus agreed. "This moment calls for a celebration,” he added cheerily, clapping his hands, his gaze glued on the masked woman who deeply aroused his curiosity.

Magnus began, his voice taking on a polite, conversational tone, as if they were discussing the weather over a cup of afternoon tea. "You spent decades sitting in the vast archives, cataloging the lineage of the Southern Pack, preserving the ancient treaties. You were a man of profound intellect and quiet dignity. It is a genuine shame to see a man of your esteemed reputation reduced to hiding in a squalid, flooded apartment in the Western slums." Silas coughed, a wet, rattling sound originating deep in his broken ribs. He gathered the thick blood pooling in his mouth and spat. The crimson glob struck the polished toe of Magnus's expensive leather shoe.

“You’re one of my oldest and closest friends. You need to be part of the winning team… my team.” Magnus settled back against his seat and thought of how Tanner and he had started out together, until his friend branched off on his own, taking a completely different path in life. But if you wanted a good business venture, nothing in New York could compete with ‘Alpha Architecture’, the firm built by Magnus’s father and now run by himself. “‘Where are you now, Mag?’” “In my limo.” “‘Great! Do you want to meet up? Relax a little? Maybe hit a club or two, charm a few girls, have some drinks… party all night long… I think we both need some sweet distraction.’”

*But it doesn’t change the fact that she’s now gone* *And you don’t regret it?* Magnus asks. Do I regret it? His words hang in the air, piercing the stillness in my office. I stiffen, my heart seizing in my chest. *No. I don’t* I finally reply flatly. Silence. *You're an arrogant Bastard. Remember this day you say you won't regret it. Don't come to me when you finally do, I won't give you the face!* Magnus lashes out harshly.

“Just remember to keep your arm steady and your eyes on the target.” I beamed with pride, “Thanks, Magnus,” I said, smiling up at him. “You're not a terrible teacher.” Magnus smiled back, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “I'm just glad I can help,” he said. “Now, let's try it again. This time, see if you can hit the target from a bit farther back.” I nodded, taking a deep breath as I positioned myself for the shot. Magnus stood behind me, his hands guiding mine as I drew the string back and released the arrow.

His little princess who could do no harm. “You are still leaving,” said Magnus with sadness. “I kept warning you but you just wouldn’t listen. I kept asking you to stop your nonsense and now look at what’s happened. There is no way that I’m able to get him to back down from his decision. He’s had enough of your nasty ways towards others and is sticking to his decision.”

Lifting his hands to chest height, the crowd slowly stops talking, all eyes drawn to him as he demands all of the attention in the room. "Gathered esteemed guests," Magnus' voice carries without amplification across the tables and over the sound of the ocean all around us. "A long time ago, back when I was young, I had a large family. Mother and father, brothers and sisters, and enough cousins to fill this beach." He laughs. Everyone else laughs along with him in perfect unison, their barking laughter strangely robotic. "When we left our homeland and traveled the world to discover new adventures, most of my family was lost. Nearly all of it," he places his hands on Sydney's shoulders and she

Alas said with a smile. "I'm just nervous that I might not be able to do well of what you're all asking me to do, I'm also just afraid that I might make a mistake and ruin you all," I said seriously while holding the cutlery and looking at what I was eating. "You can't go wrong if you focus on what you're going to do, we're just behind you to back up so you don't have to worry, you're not alone in the fight," Magnus replied.