Magnus Skyrim Novels & Stories

I will need to rest afterwards,' Alec cautions. Magnus and I nod. Alec closes his eyes and holds his hands out as dark matter begins to sphere in the palm of his hands. The ground shakes and trembles with ferocity. Magnus grabs hold of me, breaking my fall. The ground breaks open, and a dark, gothic but beautiful castle slowly rises from the ground.

Beaming as if he had some great secret. Which he is certainly not sharing fast enough. “What is it Magnus?” I snapped. “I know that man.” Magnus whispered. “One both wolf and mage.”

Magnus' POV The afternoon sun filtered through the thick branches of the old oak tree, casting dappled shadows over the courtyard. Magnus stood in its shade, arms crossed, eyes fixed on the distant horizon as a restless energy simmered beneath his calm exterior. The weight of expectations and half-truths pressed heavily on his shoulders. He had built this life purposefully, choosing Riana as his mate to strengthen the pack. Everything was supposed to be perfect, yet something gnawed at him—something intangible but insistent.

She shudders and holds herself. "I felt that too." Aiden agrees. "However, it was just from the little girl. I focused on Daisy's scent and stayed grounded... if that makes sense. You said that they were demons?" I sigh and nod. "That's correct. Magnus is a half-demon half-warlock that has been around since I was born. I can only assume he's behind Skylar's mixed-up memories" I close my eyes. "He has been by my side for as long as I can remember... he was my best friend at the time as well." Thinking back on it now... just how many red flags did I ignore?

He cursed and he pulled himself out of the water. After getting himself to his senses, he searched for his sword at his back and smirked when he found out it was there. He then surveyed the strange place he was seeing that moment. The water he had been in seemed like a pond and the place seemed like a forest because of its vast trees. Unlike in Manton, the place was a lot warmer and the sky here was blue (Northern regions in West Water like Manton were always having grayish white sky: never blue). There were also no people in his vicinity. While observing, the rubber bracelet the Magnus had gave him glowed whiter and in a matter of seconds he heard a voice inside his mind.

Magnus’ breathing turned ragged, his entire body trembling as he dug his fingers into his temples. His chest rose and fell in sharp, erratic movements, as though he was fighting something—something clawing to break free. “Magnus?” Frederick stepped closer, cautious but firm. “Talk to me.” Magnus’ head snapped up. His eyes—dark, unfocused—locked onto Frederick, and for a split second, there was no recognition. No warmth. Just something wrong.

His grin widens as he falls into step beside me. "See? We're going to be friends in no time." I don't look at him. Friends? I haven't had friends since I was a small child. There was not a single person in Skyless Keep that you could trust. I don't need any distractions on my quest in escaping. "I wouldn't go that far." I mutter under my breath. The path to the Iron Hall is busy. Students moving in groups. Voices overlapping. The low hum of beasts somewhere nearby. Everything feels louder in the morning.

, Genos said. "No... Something else is wrong but I can't place my hands on it. Keep the company alert.", Magnus said. Magnus patrolled the area with Genos who was confused as to why Magnus was so worked up. "What exactly are you looking for?", Genos asked curiously. "This place... Everything about is wrong. What is west of this place?", Magnus asked. "The Sleep mountains", Genos replied as he looked at the map. "It is extremely rocky and difficult to navigate"