Magnus X Alec Novels & Stories

(Am I clear? (Crystal.) I mutter between my teeth. (Good Girl.) He says and lets my chin go. (Can you at least tell me who you are and what do you want?) I say. (My name is Austin and as for what I want, well money of course.) He says and, smirk. (Okay Austin, if money is what you want then give me a phone and I’ll call my mate, he is an alpha and can pay you good as long as you do harm me or our pups.) I say trying to negotiate.

He relaxed a little, but immediately slipped his hand back in hers when Alec put her back on her feet. “And you must be Magnus,” Alec crooned, holding out a hand. “Pleasure to meet you, mate.” Magnus took it with a smile. “Nice to meet you too, Alec. Sunshine hasn’t told me much about you, I’m afraid.” “I’m sure you two haven’t done that much talking,” Alec said with a wink as he nudged Sunny’s arm. She blushed instantly and smacked his arm, but Magnus chuckled. “See, Schatz? I’m right. This fine gentleman can’t keep a grin off his face or his hands off of you.”

Serena had taken it from her, the same way Solmyra had tried to take Serena’s. Across the chamber, Alexandro fought like the Alpha King he was born to be. Though weakened by the spell and the silver chains, his wolf instincts drove him. Maeron was strong—no doubt about it. Born of dark magic, forged from ancient rituals, he had lived for centuries without knowing defeat. But this wasn’t just a fight of strength—it was a fight of purpose. And Alexandro had every reason to win.

The lead rider dismounted, and I recognized him immediately. Magnus. "Alpha Caelan," he said, his smile cold. "Going somewhere?" I stepped between him and Aria, blade raised. "How did you find us?" "Did you really think Damon was the only one watching you? I've had spies in Ironfang for months. I knew about your escape plan before you even activated it." Magnus gestured to his wolves. "Surrender peacefully. Come back to face the emergency hearing. Or we take you by force."

“It’s what the Marking was all about; he’s acting like some sort of Alpha beast warning the rest of the male population to stay away.” Rebecca blinks at me. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed this, but Creed Volkov IS an Alpha beast and the rest of the male population don’t even need the warning to stay away,” she says, being no help at all. I breathe out a sigh and shake my head. “This is the absolute last thing I need right now. I don’t have time to play house with a man I don’t want.”

The door opened, interrupting my thoughts, and two tall men came in, walking towards me, both wearing black suits; one had a scar coming down his eye, and the other had a neck tattoo of a snake. "Look at those breasts, Magus." The scared guy smirked, looking over to the neck tattoo guy, which he called Magnus. What sucked most about having a severe stab wound that was completely vulnerable, I couldn't get up or kick these perverted assholes in the heads. Alessandro was right I can't look after myself properly. "I'm gonna have a fun time with you, Piccola Ragazza," Magnus darkly chuckled, picking my legs up and throwing me over his shoulder. I cried out as my injured thigh came into contact w

Evander Vasileon was the first Alpha King who sat in the Moonlight Throne, uniting the three other thrones from different areas of the wilding forest, and from there, the Vasileon’s lineage started to rule… not until the moon’s rage. “Do you understand the words written in that book?” My mind already had its focus on this book when suddenly a voice boomed behind my back. A man unfamiliar to me stood tall with a smug smile on his face. I have no idea who this man is, but one thing is for sure, he is not a normal werewolf but a high one, his clothes could vouch for that. Now, I fully couldn't go back on reading so I folded the book and stood.

Xavier: I sat looking at the man who had given me his daughter years ago for an alliance. His eyes meeting mine, studying my expression, wanting to play the game of cards. “I trust that you came here with something to tell me, Marcus.” I said, raising an eyebrow. “Alpha Xavier, I did not think that the two of us weren't on first name basis.” he said, his tone smooth but empty. “I appreciate you seeing me. I would’ve preferred my daughter greeted me first, but I understand she’s… preoccupied. It seems that she has been that way for a while now. I called her but she rarely ever answers.”

The weight of his guilt bears down on him as he averts his eyes, acknowledging the alpha's authority. “Uncle, Kaden…Blaze is -” Alexa, driven by her loyalty and concern for Blaze, attempts to interject and plead for leniency. However, her words are halted by the alpha's raised hand, a gesture that dismisses her pleas without even a direct glance in her direction. Her heart sinks as she realizes that her uncle, Alpha Kaden, has made up his mind.

“But I will not endanger our people either.” “And yet, you’ve said nothing of consequence,” Alaric snapped. “You punished Magnus. Without trial. Without discussion. You killed him in front of us all.” “That was different,” Xander said evenly. “Magnus stood in front of me with a blade drawn and allies at his back. He led rogues into my home and he kidnapped my sister.” Soren scoffed. “How can we be so sure that she was even kidnapped in the first place? It could have been staged as well.”