Magnus Chase Fan Art Novels & Stories

Mate? Magnus pointed at her with his index finger, silently ordering her to stay put. Bianca pulled an invisible zipper over her lips and tipped her weight from one foot to the other. She couldn't wait to see what he had in store for her. Finally, Magnus unbuckled his belt, quickly removed his shoes, and pulled down his pants. "I am a little disappointed. It lacks music! Ah, if I had a dollar in my pocket, I would have been happy to give a tip, Mr. Fantastic," Bianca declared before closing her mouth in front of the Alpha's half-serious, half-amused look.

He went down to his knees and he kept screaming as I looked at him. “Don’t,” a voice hissed at me as I took a step forward. Chase stopped screaming and took a few deep breaths and then he stood up and I saw the dragon tattoo covering his back. It was a shade lighter than Lucas’s dragon and I felt immensely proud of him.

The air was filled with the smell of pine, damp end and something that I would have missed if I didn't pay attention— the faint smell of blood, dried up. Kael seemed to have caught it too. “Over here.” He said, instantly spotting the source of the smell where we had failed to see. This is why he was the best enforcer. I walked over to him, quickly. There, on the bark of an old oak tree was a symbol carved into it. A wolf claw slashing through a crown. Magnus. As beta, he was mandated to create an insignia and that was his— right there in the tree. My jaw clenched so hard I thought my teeth would shatter from the pressure. “He’s mocking us.”

"This man killed my unborn child. Eye for an eye! Bring me your firstborn." "Alpha Magnus," I started, as Adira made her way through the crowd, holding a little girl. Both wore flower crowns. She stared at Magnus. We all did. A man in his late twenties stands tall, drawing everyone’s attention. His long, jet-black hair falls past his shoulders, framing a chiseled, stern face. His golden eyes are intense and almost otherworldly, giving him a mysterious air. He has broad shoulders and a strong, athletic build, making him look imposing. Intricate tattoos wind across his arms and peek above his collar, hinting at stories beneath. His expression is serious, and his sharp features rarely show emot

I frown. That’s not good. Double shifts? Not happening. I’ll deal with him. But first. Her. “Come here.” I reach for her, pulling her closer until she’s standing between my legs. “Where’s Magnus?” “He’s in with a patient,” she says anxiously, her eyes darting. “Chase, what are you doing? Someone can come in...” I ignore her. I lean forward and kiss her breasts through her shirt, breathing her in. Fuck.

Alice's car ran out of gas and the engine simply stopped moving. The car halted at a stop, and Bianca opened her watery eyes. Her brows became triangular "Their cars are so close to us,” Bianca's eyes popped out as she sighted some black cars drive off. A black car behind drove towards Alice's car, the car winding down and exposing Oscar's face, a grin spreads on his face as he puts on a black sunshade. "Hmmm…” Henry hums squinting his eyebrows as he watches the cop's car chase after the men in black.

Looking amused, that I bumped into him. Musk. Manly aftershave scent. What? why? damn! It has been a really long time. I quickly tried to get around him but, he held my stance. "Nicolette, I was hoping to talk to you. I saw your sketch. The strong strokes, composition, the passion is there. Why do you stop?" He took my book, marked it, and closed it.

Cathy turned and fled, her heart hammering in her chest as she plunged deeper into the woods. She could hear Magnus's pursuit, the sound of his body slicing through the air as he leapt from branch to branch with inhuman grace. Coming. He was coming for her. She ran faster, her bare feet flying over the forest floor. Her skin was slick with sweat, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she pushed herself to the limit. Close. He was getting close. And still, Magnus closed in, his presence an inexorable force at her back. Cathy could feel the heat of his gaze on her naked flesh, could sense the hunger that radiated from him in tangible waves. Want. He wanted her. Needed her. Almost there, she th

How ironic,he now flaunts her in front of me and her coldness towards me kills me a thousand death at a time. "Chase please help me to remember everything from last night.Its not normal.I never loose my control over my desires not even in my unconscious state."I shake my head in denial. Chase has special powers to take someone in past events through mind link or sometimes he sees the future which is very rare.His mother was a witch from a very powerful clan and father a werewolf making him a hybrid in our pack that's why he was too thrown out by Adrian along with me.

It was like she was programmed to not like things like that. “What do you have in mine?” The new me? She takes risks. She does things she wants to do without worrying about others. She is finally putting herself first. “I’ll tell you things and describe their scent to you. Then you’ll take me there.” He says without missing a beat. “And what is this game called?” I couldn’t help smiling when I noted how he was trying to hide the smile making his lips curve. “Chase.” I raised a brow and reacted the word but more as a question. He instantly agreed, still reminding me I could ask if I don’t understand anything. And if I wanted to end it, I could only say one thing.