Magnus Lacrontte Novels & Stories

“The boss wants the girl. Said that if he has her… Alpha Magnus and his Luna would do anything he demanded.” A growl tore from Magnus—deep, primal, murderous. And my own wolf rose with him, ready to tear the truth out of the man piece by piece. It was much later—after we’d washed the blood and stench of interrogation off our skin—that we headed back to our women. “He really has no idea where Richard Craig’s been hiding,” Marcus muttered as he shrugged on his jacket. “I never knew his hatred for you ran this deep, Alpha Magnus.” Magnus let out a slow, heavy breath. There was exhaustion in it… and something darker.

“For now, just let us get this done, yeah?” “I am curious about what THIS is.” The Lycan said as Leonardo opened the door for him. I kept my eyes on the man before taking a step toward him as I kept my arm around Daniella. I extended my hand to him, and he smiled, extending his to shake mine. “Alaric Klein, to what do we owe the honor?”

Xavier extended his hand and replied, "Likewise." Aurora observed the new man who approached. This was the famous Magnus. His eyes were darker than Tristan's, and his smile was dazzling. He was wearing a gray suit. "Tristan Callahan," Magnus said. "Magnus," Tristan retorted. So, this is the famous Magnus? The photographer analyzed him. His eyes are darker than Tristan's, and his smile is dazzling. He's wearing a gray suit. "You haven't changed a bit, still trying to steal my contracts," Magnus teased.

Downstairs, the networking session was in full swing. Tables glimmered under gold light; champagne flowed; polite laughter masked real tension. Isabella was on a look out for Amélie Laurent. She didn't want a repeat of earlier, and she didn't have an identity much more than a secretary to ward her off Vincent . Isabella was about to ask about when next they'd meet the Mayor when they crossed paths with the Magnus Group delegation. At its center stood Richard Magnus, tall, slick, looking every inch the corporate viper. “Sinclair,” he greeted, voice smooth as ice. “Europe suits you. The headlines certainly do. Everyone's happy you get a share of the pie here. Dumb as worker bees.”

Magnus sat hunched over the desk, flipping through some files with furrowed brows. Magnus sensed Aldric presence in the room, so he lifted his head to confirm, and behold it was Aldric. Magnus streched out his hands with a file in it. “Aldric, have a look at this file.” Beta Aldric collected the file from to have a look at it. When he saw what it was he got a bit surprised. The file contained the collaboration with the Red Moon Crescent Pack, and he knew the pack is the most powerful and feared pack. He knew that if the Magnus formed an alliance with the Red Moon Crescent Pack, it would destroy his perfectly laid plan.

I don't really like students' week for obvious reasons. It's too loud, they're a lot of people and most of them are sweaty. And right now, I'm one of those sweaty people. Somehow, by some crazy magic, I was drafted to be one of the runners in the baton race. I'm a pretty decent runner, but I always end up breathing like a fat ass hippo later. "You ready love?," Magnus asks. He walks up to me and I melt in his embrace. There's a lingering smell of sweat from his practices earlier. He'll be participating in lacrosse.

Stephanie snapped at the man with open hostility, and I saw the guards already moving to remove him. “Wait. I’ll answer him.” Lorenzo lifted a hand, signaling for them not to drag out the kamikaze journalist. “No, I’m not afraid of being criticized. In fact, I challenge anyone to come here and tell me to my face that my Luna is worth less because she’s an Omega. Is that what you think?” He answered with all the arrogance of a man who owned this territory. “No, no, Patriarch. I’m only voicing other people’s concerns. The King...” the man replied, trying to keep his pants dry.

“He tried to rape you and he did assault you. A fellow pack member… the fucking future Luna of this fucking pack, his pack! He took the oath…He has to pay..” “What are you going to do?” I asked. “I’d like to rip his disgusting hands off his body and shove them down his throat…” Zac sucked in a deep breath before continuing “..but, I can’t do that without repercussions from the Council. I need to talk to Grayson he’ll keep me from being the sadistic prick I want to be..” I just nodded back at him. The memories of that night swirl through my mind. This was so much, the last couple of days have been so much, too much.

Almost every martial artist of Earth had arrived and gathered at the peak of a mountain─the Omniscient Deity, Langston Lafleur, Tyrus Lafleur, Sky, Thomas Caden, Simon Cabral, Jackson Cabral, Bennett Caden, Callan Maverick, and many others. “Magnus is here.” Upon seeing Magnus who was standing at the peak of a mountain, the Omniscient Deity’s expression turned grim, and he said, “I wonder if James can create a miracle and defeat Magnus.” “Unlikely.” Langston shook his head slightly and said, “Although I really hope that James can emerge victorious, the power disparity between them is too great. Magnus is already at the Immortal Ascension’s Third Stair. No matter how insane James’ cultivation

Arcangelo Regnante had been 24 on the night of the event. He was visiting home after he managed to get a break from his job. Having been a Harvard Alumni, who had a degree in engineering, and a rather well paying job in America. His sister had gotten married the year before and was expecting her first child, his elder brother had been married for three years and had a beautiful little 2-year-old son. And now his mother was trying to get him to marry.