New Magneto Novels & Stories

I asked both Kane and Einar as they came towards the raised platform, Kane watching me with heat in his gaze while Einar looked proud. “The spell is so thick and old that you might need the one who placed it to remove it. Or, someone whose magic is stronger.” Kane explains as he rubs at his stubbled jaw with his hand. “Cadmus won’t remove it. He hid all of this from me, lied to me about knowing anything about Malik. So who would be stronger than him?” I ask with a small scoff, doubting we could find anyone. “Magnus is. He may be younger but he’s focused and honed his magical abilities extensively. He’s also familiar with Cadmus’s magic type so he has a head start on trying to remove it.”

But now that he was back on Silver Moon ground, back within breathing distance of Vivienne Marlowe it was anything but extinguished. It was an inferno. Magnus pressed the back of his skull against the wall and breathed through it. The bond's sudden reactivation was a problem he hadn't anticipated. It would make him reckless. Worse, if Vivienne was sensitive enough and she always had been she would feel the echo of it on her end. She would know, on some primal level, that he was close. He needed to move faster than he'd planned.

Sarah shoves me aside and moves toward Magnus, forgoing formalities and instantly inspecting his numerous injuries. Magnus gives her a shy, but polite, smile, but his eyes remain locked on mine, questioning. Questioning everything, of course, because this plan wasn’t the least bit thought through. Not at all. I just had to come back. At least to Maatua, where I knew a few family members would be stationed in wait for Zayn’s grand event. Magnus came because he won’t be coming back to KiloKilo for a while, seeing as he has a very sick mate on the mainland, and also I needed him as a buffer. Zayn, of course, is still on KiloKilo delegating and whatnot, given that our waters are now swarmed by A

“But enough about me. Is there anything else I need to know about you… ‘Magno’?” “Don’t call me ‘Magno’,” he ordered with a shake of his head. “I hate being called that.” “Fine, ‘Viking Boy’ it is then,” Sunny shot back and sipped her iced tea. Magnus wasn’t sure what to think of the woman who changed so rapidly from one mood to the other across the table. Which one was the real Sunshine Sky Makkena? He pulled out the contract again and signed it before sliding it across the table to her. Magnus told her he’d have a copy made up by Friday when he saw her again.

All activities ceased, and the young pups were ushered back to safety by vigilant guards, sensing an imminent shift in the atmosphere. My heart raced as I watched Magnus step into the spotlight. He looked different, transformed by the passage of time and the weight of his experiences. His black hair flowed untamed, framing a face that bore the scars of exile. The once-dull gray eyes now glowed with an intensity that spoke of newfound strength. Magnus possessed a powerful aura, an undeniable force that commanded attention. Alpha Lucas, the reigning leader of the pack, faced Magnus. "Magnus, after all these years, you dare to return?" Alpha Lucas's voice cut through the tense silence.

A sharp pang seized her heart, as if something had stung her. Magnus had already returned to his wheelchair, fastening the last button on his shirt. Looking at her, his deep voice was steady and resolute. "Before you kill me, I will do everything in my power to help you reclaim what is rightfully yours." Senna bit her lip, then suddenly grabbed a pillow and hurled it at him, her voice trembling with fury. "Who the hell wants your damn charity? Get out! I don't want to see you!" "It doesn't matter if you don’t want me. I want you—that’s enough." Magnus caught the pillow and gently placed it back on the bed. Then, without another word, he maneuvered his wheelchair and left the room.

Hazel wrinkled her nose and thought, 'You chose me to be a substitute because I was not so needy to you and didn't try to pester you, didn't you? "Even if you are the Magneto, there are things that you can't attract. I'm one of them," she said slowly. His bright eyes darkened as he said, "It doesn't matter. I can also be used as all-purpose cohesive. Whatever kind of object you are, it will stick to me." She glanced at him, pretending to be angry. But suddenly, she realized that she was losing her consciousness to fight against him. The enemy was too powerful, so even if she struggled hard, she would only get hurt in vain.

He waved them over to me but luckily I dodged the attack before it could affect me. "We really don't need to do this, Sage." I muttered as I maintained my stand. I shut my eyes forcefully and tried to call out every ounce of power in me in order to fight back. I felt the radiation in my body. It made me realize the powers are coming up but... "Megan!" I heard a shriek behind me. I opened my eyes and I turned back to see Mrs Spears struggle for breath. I gasped in shock as I turned back towards Sage to see him controlling her breath with his hand.

He was getting tired at the confused looks and the worried looks his companions constantly gave him. ‘Remember, information is power’ Fafnir warned. Sighing and rolling his eyes, Rex knew what he meant so decided that he would share a part of his story. “As you both know, I am a Magnus, and with being a Magnus, I can sometimes use the power of a dragon to aid me in combat. The reason why I seem like I zone out, is because he talks to me inside my head, it can get very distracting at times. But as you have both also seen, the strain of my body also becomes too much the more I use.”

She kissed my forehead and she leaned in and kissed Sil’s forehead. “Wait, mom, no—” Mom shut the door, uttered something and ran to the top of the steps beside dad. I pushed the door open but it wouldn’t budge. I glanced in front and a guy in black was holding the wheel. He was wearing shades and red dots glowed in where eyes should be. I had a fuzzy feeling that he was not human. The car shuddered and I looked back. A tiny spark went in to the air. It rose with green flames bursting out. Then our house exploded in flames.