Magnus Chase New Book Novels & Stories

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

" he asked softly. My heart was pounding so hard I thought it might burst from my chest. Our lips were almost touching, just a breath away from each other. "Yes," I whispered. He leaned in, and I closed my eyes, anticipating the kiss… "Jason, we've got to go, mate!" Challan's voice cut through the moment, his heavy Scottish accent making the words come out in a rapid-fire rush that I could barely understand. "The investors are waiting and you know how MacGregor gets when we're late, the man's a right nightmare about punctuality!" I blinked, turning to look at Challan. "What did he just say?"

Vanessa sat alone in front of the computer. As usual, she was in their department’s computer lab. This had become her usual spot ever since her life turned into a mess. It’s been a week since her nosy cousin Mae left for Isla Verde. Apparently, she’s living there now with her grandma on her mother’s side. Vanessa had never set foot on that island, but based on Mae’s stories, it was really beautiful—breathtaking even. But after one accident, she’s wasn’t sure she ever wanted to go there. An accident she never wanted to remember.

“Arent we all? Jeez, his reaction broke me to pieces. I was so happy that my prayers were finally answered, just to find out that it wasn't so.” “We are together in this, I know your wounds are still fresh but we will do our best to help you heal faster.” “Thank you so much, Cheryl. Your words mean a whole lot to me.” “Mellisa? Where are you?” Magnus asked through the mindlink. “Why should I tell you?” “It's urgent. Are you with Shelly?” “None of your business. Get to the point.” He sighed and stayed silent for a few seconds. “My Dad wants to see Shelly.”

My father had watched me walk away, watched me take on the weight of the whole pack, and he had never said a word about the price tag he’d put on my head. "I have to move," I said, trying to stand up. My legs felt like they were made of water. Suddenly, a low, sharp whistle sliced through the air outside. Three short notes, then a long one. Magnus’s whole body changed. He grabbed a heavy wooden staff from the corner. His eyes turned a sickly, pale yellow. "They're here," he whispered. "The Council?" I asked, my hand going to the small knife I had tucked into my boot. "No," Magnus said, a grim look on his face. "These are trackers. Bounty hunters. Someone has leaked the truth, and now everyon

He barked as he ended the call abruptly and dropped the phone on his desk. He pulled a drawer and whipped out a small piece of paper. He spread it on the desk, staring at it intently. An eye was drawn, the same that was on Ximena’s neck and he pulled out a huge book of history, it reeked of ancient history and he opened it. He found the main page he was looking at without effort and a broad smile appeared on his face. “The eyes of the goddess imprinted on the body of a rare and special omega…” He burst into laughter as he grabbed the small paper again.

He stated and it threw me into a more confused state. “After the workshop earlier, I was also carrying out a private investigation. I planned to tell you and Caleb when I return to the lodge. Let’s go to the lodge,” He said. “I don’t want to see Caleb,” I blurted. I couldn’t respond. A part of me wants to hear what Caleb has to say. I want him to hold me in a warm embrace and explain to me till I understand all that happened. But what the criminal said still revolves in my mind, making it difficult to give him a benefit of doubt.

My eyes kept finding her- she appeared so fucking invested in what the professor was going on about. "Mr. Hale," Mrs. Middleton's voice snapped me out of my thoughts, and the way I immediately looked up, eyebrow raised in question. "Would you care to summarize Chapter One of Pride and Prejudice for us?" Well, shit. I leaned back in my chair, fully aware of the attention now on me. This wasn't exactly the kind of thing I could fake my way through, but I had a reputation to uphold.

Children have a way of knowing things their parents wish to hide. Chicago had always been a city of too much, too much noise, too many memories, too many ghosts clinging to the edges of old buildings and inside unspoken moments. It held too many closed chapters, and maybe a few that were never meant to be reopened. Yet here we were. Not just to honor Mia, but to find something more. Something I owed her. Something I owed myself. There had been a whisper. A rumor carried through the brittle vines of the business world, a name I hadn’t heard in over a decade. Stanley Woods.

he asked, his finger was lingered on a familiar letter he had inscribed on the pendant. "Huh..." My heart throbbed when I saw Luxious' own name on the necklace I was wearing! The letters were small but it was visible enough to see and read his name. Luxurious cold-blooded hazel eyes greeted me through the large mirror in front of us. "Don't you tempt to grab it out without my approval. I will have my name inscribed on your body so that people will know that you are already owned by someone. Wear it every day, every time, until you perish."