Marx X Magolor Novels & Stories

Marcia shrugged cheekily, making Lacey and Minet chuckle. “Well, I can leave it up to you to produce it for us tonight if you wish” Rex replied smugly. “You know I can’t use magic, my meridian has not developed for that” Marcia said, frowning. “Markus has no magical meridian either, yet he can perform basic spells” Rex replied with a shrug and smile. “Ooh, he is pitting her skill against my father, this will make some for some fun I think,” Lacey said to Minet quietly.

Headmaster Stroud and all the teachers and other students who have been good to me. “I’m going,” I say. “And that’s final.” His nostrils flare with a quick exhale. “Then stick close to me. The Silver Hunters use magic, and they know how to wield it.” I frown. If they hate the supernatural so much, why are they using magic? And how is that even possible? There’s no time to ask. Alec and I are moving at a crouch, running across the bridge and into the school through a side door. The hall we enter is empty, but with signs of struggle here and there. Tipped over vases. Artwork on the floor.

Noelle gripped his arm but he didn’t listen to her as his eyes were fixed on his elder son. “It was…” Xavier mumbled. “I lost it.” “Where did you get it?” “I found it in your office.” “I told you not to touch anything in my office.” “I was just wondering how it worked…” Xavier pouted. “Did you try it?” “Nope, I found it weird so I dumped in dustbin.” Noelle and Luther sighed simultaneously. “You should keep your things to yourself." Noelle hissed at her husband. “I’ll keep in mind.” Luther sighed.

Alex slumped on top of me with a layer of cum coating both our chests. "That was fucking good," he mumbled against my neck. "I don't think we need to buy condoms anymore," I said, making Alex chuckle. He slowly pulled out of my hole and I could feel his cum drip out of me. Goosebumps appeared on my skin as I shivered from the sensation. Alex then went down and dragged his tongue from my navel up to my chest, filling his mouth with my cum. Alex then gently grabbed my jaw, opening my mouth, and letting the cum drip from his mouth into mine. Alex watched as I swallowed my own cum, a satisfied smile filling his face.

I growled at him. “Gustav is right, you know her wolf is one of the fiercest warriors in the pack. I know nobody else would admit this, but she is even stronger than Gustav and dad's wolf too,” Mitch explained. It was true, the girl was powerful, she just didn’t know it as yet. “Fuck, she is the strongest in our pack!” “Mitch is right, Bellatrix is a brutal warrior and I ain't even mad that my sister is stronger than me. I am proud of that fact,” I laughed.

"No man left behind." The fact that he just referred to me as a man isn't exactly romantic, but I'll take what I can get. Before I can leave, though, there's a blur of motion to my right. A person steps into the dirty back lot and eyes the trash cans. Apparently we're not the only ones dumpster diving around here. "Isn't that Professor McGuire?" Marlow asks. I squint in the direction Marlow is pointing and my eyes widen in shock. It is Professor McGuire. What is he doing here?

I felt Morgana's presence in it, her consciousness woven through the corruption like a poison thread. Through the mate bond, I felt Xavier. He was trying to reach me, trying to take some of the burden. I could feel him pulling at the dark magic, attempting to draw it into himself. "No!" I screamed, both out loud and through our bond. "Xavier, no!" But he wasn't stopping. I felt his pain as the corruption touched him, felt his body start to break under the strain. I had to close the bond. Had to cut him off before the darkness killed him.

Ragnar said. "Some of them will," Marina agreed. "The ones whose corruption runs deep enough that the removal of his magic is disorienting rather than clarifying. Plan for resistance on every level." Ragnar looked at his two best fighters, who were present at the edge of the group because he had brought them without asking. Neither of them was surprised by anything Marina had said. They had been with Ragnar long enough to absorb information and move without visible adjustment. "We can work with that," Ragnar said.

With a determined sigh, he revved up his motorcycle and headed back to his mansion. As the days turned into weeks, Simon's determination to win Mara's heart only grew stronger. He immersed himself in research, spending countless hours pouring over ancient texts, scrolls, and documents that held the secrets of the supernatural world. He reached out to contacts from his past life as a vampire, seeking insights and guidance from those who had a deeper understanding of the intricate dynamics between werewolf packs and the centuries-old enmity between vampires and werewolves.

With movements too fast to follow, he grabbed a fallen moon silver blade from the floor and drove it straight through Marcus's heart. Marcus froze, his yellow eyes wide with disbelief. He looked down at the blade protruding from his chest, then back at Xavier. "Impossible," he rasped. "I was supposed to be... unstoppable..." "You were supposed to be a lot of things," Xavier said coldly. "But mostly, you were just supposed to die for your crimes. Consider this justice for every wolf you've murdered, every pack you've destroyed, and every life you've ruined." Marcus's monstrous form began to crumble, the moon silver in his system turning against him now that his heart had been pierced. Within