Magnus Lacrontte Novels & Stories

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.

I went in front of him. “How come you knew Magnus? And why did he seem trembling when he saw you?” I asked him. He fixed his eyeglass and brush his hair using his hand. He looks hot doing that thing. “We have a past, a horrible past,” he answered and I sat down on the chair in front of him. “What kind of past? Elaborate it, Giovanni,” I said to him because I am eager to know it. “Well, Magnus is one of my employees before in the Netherlands. He is part of my board of members and using his position in my company, he stole the company’s money and he poured it all into the casino,” he said and my eyes widened.

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.

"We sensed your presence from the moment you entered the city. It wasn't hard to follow your trail all the way here. Now, tell us, what are your plans with the Prince?" Argon hesitated. He couldn't afford to reveal the Lycans' grand strategy, not to the very wolves he was trying to thwart. He clenched his jaw, choosing his words carefully. "My mission is classified. I'm not at liberty to disclose any information to anyone, even to the Crimson Pack." Magnus's lips curled into a predatory smile. "Stubborn, aren't you? Perhaps we should persuade you to talk." Before Argon could react, Magnus lunged forward with startling speed, his massive claws extended. Argon narrowly avoided the attack, leap

He dismissed with a nod before calling Kane to his side. I turned to Victor and the two of us left the room. We headed down the hall and just as I opened my mouth to ask Victor his opinion, I caught a whiff of a very unique smell. Burning fragrant wood, ozone before a rain and fresh air. The dragon. Magnus Horne. I turned the corner and stared up at him in shock as he leant against the wall, looking casual and relaxed in jeans, boots and a long sleeve shirt. It may have been a simple outfit, but it was still perfectly tailored and of good quality. I raised my eyebrow at him as his purple eyes met mine.

AGAIN... I was running late for my class. As I walked through the corridors with books in my hand I silently prayed hoping Danika Williams and her minions were not around, even if they were, hopefully Nathaniel Lachlan was around. He was the most feared guy in our city. He was the quarterback in football and also a genius in each and every aspect. I knew and liked him since kindergarten. He was a very friendly kid back then but after his parents died in an accident he has been aloof. He lived with his grandfather, Joseph Lachlan who was one of the richest men listed by Forbes.