Magnus Chase 2 Novels & Stories

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.

she cut me off with a hug. We cried as she told me everything and led me to the palace. Jake was depressed from what i heard. At the gate Bella ran inside and I heard her yell that her mother was back. Then I smelt his scent. Dark chocolate. I needed this moment to be special and private. So I did what I did best. I ran!! I wanted him to chase me. And he did!! Of course he did! -------------------------------------------------- Thank you!! The next chapter is the last chapter of Chasing Tara. I dropped my phone and cracked the screen.

“I hope I’m not intruding. I’ll be leaving in a few minutes.” “Silly.” The old man got to her passenger seat before she even realized he was already sitting beside her. He must have unlocked the door from the opened window. “Glad you came. I told you we would see each other again. I hope this is just the beginning, Charleigh.” “I’m not staying, Mr. Chase. As soon as the ceremony is over, I’m driving back to the city.” “Cut the crap, Charleigh. You’re not going anywhere until I’m done introducing you to the folks. They need to know who’s behind the Cleighry. And don’t call me Mr. Chase. That was my son. Call me grandpa.”

"You can try, but it's too late. The wheels are already in motion. Chaos is coming, and there's nothing you can do to stop it." Ruben's voice was stern, his resolve unyielding. "We'll stop you, Magnus, no matter the cost. Your plans end here." With a sudden surge of movement, Magnus lunged for the chamber's entrance. But before he could take more than a step, Max's silver bullet whistled through the air, finding its mark. Magnus skidded to a halt, his eyes wide with disbelief. "Your game is up, Magnus," Cayden declared, his voice cold and resolute. "You won't escape the justice you deserve."

Although Magnus has never shown any technical savvy, it wouldn't be beyond him to hire professionals who could slice my systems into ribbons with a few simple keystrokes. Better safe than sorry. He won't trick me twice. "That's assuming he tricked me the first time," I say aloud to nobody in particular. "You're just assuming it's Magnus, it could be someone new." Shaking that thought from my head, I press play. The recording starts with Magnus exiting the car. The footage is grainy, enhanced by infra-red to help the dragonfly drone see in the dark, but shows him kissing his fiance and saying goodnight to his daughter and Angelica. As programmed, the drone sticks with its initial target, foll

My heartbeat drowned every warning in my head. That night, Magnus set his trap. At dinner, he lifted his goblet high, smirk curling, and announced, “Ash will accompany me on a private hunt. My son will remain behind.” My spine stiffened, but I nodded. Across the table, Zane didn’t protest. He only smirked lazily, pretending obedience. Magnus, smug in his victory, never noticed the way his son’s golden eyes gleamed like fire ready to devour.

Fear makes me still. “What?” The word slips out before I can stop it, Magnus doesn't look back as he continues. “He hired someone to check for the Nightshade kid and Hale kid in the neutral zone.” My stomach drops so fast like it's falling. No, no, he can't. “ He's looking for footage to prove the kid's alive.” Magnus continues, not noticing the chill that enveloped me. The room tilts, then the sound of a driving truck, then the impact of metal and bone, the way the forest around swallowed the sound.

These were Magnus's people. The truth send a wave of anger coursing through him. Magnus had those bastards after him. To stall him. To make sure the plane never reached New York, buying just enough time to carry out whatever twisted plan he had in motion. The reminder of how close he'd come to dying followed him as he took a step forward. Then another. Each movement sent pain flaring through his ribs and spine, but he ignored it, eyes fixed on the bodies ahead. Despite it all, Damon broke into a short laugh.

Magnus. He smiled, cold and cruel, and raised a silver blade dripping with poison. I tried to move, to warn her—but it was too late. The blade plunged into Trina’s back. Her scream was cut off mid-breath. Her body went still. Magnus pulled the knife out and eyed me with a hungry look. “Two birds, one stone,” he said quietly. I panicked and tried to scramble back, slipping in the mud, my heart racing. He advanced toward me, each step slow and purposeful, relishing the fear reflecting in my eyes.

"Mitch, Chase Montgomery here." "Hey, Chase. How were things out in the mile-high?" "Fine, but now I'm back home, and there's a bit of trouble out at the Jack of Aces. I need your help." "Oh? What can I do for you?" "It seems a few of my herd have gone missing, and there's some evidence indicating they didn't march away on their own." "Whatcha got?"