Magnus Bane And Alec Lightwood Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

A voice boomed from behind us, my eyes slid open, and hope lit in my chest. Kayden turned his angry gaze to Alec who stood like he was ready to murder someone. His grip loosened a bit but soon tightened back. “You heard me right, Wells.” He drawled. “And what if I don’t?” Kayden retorted. “Get ready to be limp for the rest of your life,” Alec replied, taking a step forward. “Stop! If you take another step further, I will kill her.” He threatened. Alec smirked. “I will love to see you try, Wells.”

Then another voice—soft, ancient, bright as a flame: Auburn Red hair, long waves and almost an exact image of me… “And me. The fire. The blood. The first breath. I have lived inside your lineage since the beginning. You are the last flame of the first Moonblood. I am your maiden, Anya. Now, we are all one.” The Fire Maiden. They stood before me—two parts of myself. The wolf, wild and fierce. The fire, divine and eternal. I wasn’t scared. I was home. “We’ve always been with you,” the Anya said gently. “But now… you are ready to receive us.” “And protect what’s coming,” Angel added. “You both are so very beautiful. I see I have your hair, Anya.” I said gently touching her hair.

My eyes glinted with an otherworldly silver light, the colour deepening to a rich, brilliant shade of amber. It was still dark outside, the faintest hints of dawn just beginning to peek through the curtains when my father, Alpha Derek, quietly opened my bedroom door. I pretended to be asleep to prank him. He walked silently and stopped by my bed, at this point I knew he was smiling gently as he surveyed my slumbering form. He'll forever be my favourite male ever. Tiptoeing to the edge of my bed, he leaned down and softly shook my shoulder. “Bella, wake up, princess,” he whispered.

‎ ‎I scrambled across the stone floor, my hands slipping in the blood and debris. ‎ ‎"Not yet!" Magnus shouted, intercepting me. ‎ ‎He tackled me, pinning me to the ground just ten feet away from Kaelen. He wrapped his arms around my waist, his face buried in my neck, inhaling deeply. ‎ ‎"Don't look at him," Magnus panted, his voice thick with adrenaline and lust. "Look at me. I'm the one who won. I'm the Alpha now." ‎ ‎"Get off me!" I screamed, clawing at his face. I tore a strip of skin from his cheek, but he didn't let go. He just laughed, tightening his grip.

I threw on the warm covers once more and went into a light sleep. I woke you to someone nuzzling my nose. Magnus tickled my stomach when he saw that I had opened my eyes. I remembered what Sinclair had told him when we were at the tradeoff. He has talked about how Magnus was weak and soft compared to other Lycan kings that he knew. It made me appreciate what I had more and see Magnus in an entirely new light. I had thought him so callous. Frightening to think that they were others worse than him.

Magnus was a vampire, and he was now after our blood! “Move away, Alpha Leonardo! I have no enmity with you. I want Zephyrus’ mate!” His whisper echoed around the mountains, making my blood curdle. How did he know I was Zephyrus’ mate? “You’re wrong, Magnus. Leave her alone. She isn’t Zephyrus’ mate!” snarled Leonardo, with his teeth bared, ready to protect me. All the fight left my body, and I hid behind Leonardo’s colossal form. I didn’t correct him at all. Xara whimpered with fear. We were too weak to fight a vampire!

I want to feel completely and totally numb. “Athena? Is that you?” a deep but familiar masculine voice says from behind me. I turn to see Magnus Bane in all his handsome glory... His face glowed like the sun, handsome men and their dramas. So done. Although am surprised. I really didn’t think I was going to see him again. Especially after the way Eros had acted toward him the other day. “Mr Bane,” I say glumly. "Please call me Magnus, No sir or Mr remember?"He says chuckling...

Magnus I had always believed that desire was one of the simplest weaknesses to understand. A man saw something he wanted, decided whether it was worth having, and then took what he had chosen without allowing unnecessary emotion to complicate the matter. That was how I had approached Lydia when I first saw her at the market, and that was certainly how I had approached the bargain with Abel. She was beautiful, she had caught my attention, and I had wanted her in my bed; there had been nothing mysterious about it in my mind. Even now, after the unexpected softness of the previous night and the changes I had already noticed in her, I still refused to give the situation a meaning it did not poss

A blade gleamed on obsidian stone—ancient and hungry. Magnus sat on his throne of wolf bones like he was born there. Lucien stood beside him, shirtless, grinning like the fucker he was. And Kaela? Kaela sat like a queen without a crown, her legs crossed, filing her nails like she didn’t want to be bothered. “You disappeared,” Magnus said calmly. “Tell me where you went.” “I don’t know.” “Lies,” Lucien spat. “She fucked him. The beast.”

“You’re something else entirely.” Something in his tone sent unease crawling up her spine. “Who are you?” she asked. He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he crouched near the fire, tossing in another piece of wood. Only when the flames flared higher did he finally speak. “Lucian.” The name dropped like a stone between them. Selene went still. She knew that name. Every wolf did. Lucian Valor. The exiled Alpha. The rogue who had killed his own mate.