New Magneto Novels & Stories

I try to explain to her. I sigh audible as she turns her back on me. In the clinic Maximus places the man onto the examination table just as the doctor is running through the door. "I hear we have a trauma case in today. What have you done to injure yourself now Magma" Dr. Frost says with a frown.

When I found it I quickly jumped into the BMW. I started the engine and reversed the gear and drove off the garage before racing down the road. Thankfully, the main gate had an automatic system that worked only for Luther and his men’s cars. It opened automatically once it identified them. I drove down the deserted road. There was little fog in the air and moisture had formed on the windshield, making it difficult to see the road properly. Suddenly, my phone rang out and made me startle. My heart was still throbbing. I picked up my brother’s call. “Ned..” My voice came out raspy.

She takes a step forward and even though I can’t see her face, I can picture her award winning smile as she says, “Welcome to the Renegade Pack, Beatrix. My name is Magnolia Knight and it is an honor to have you and your family here.” Magnolia walks down the steps to shake Beatrix’s hand and then Xavier seems to snap into place. He shakes Magnolia’s hands and then goes up the steps to shake Maven and Amelia’s as well and says, “As my daughter said, we appreciate your hospitality. We look forward to becoming a united alliance with you.” The door of the second car opens and out walks a man who looks entirely different than Xavier and Beatrix. If I had to guess though, I think he is Phoenix Bla

Incognito II The creature was in the figure of a man, but his features were strikingly different. He stood tall, around six feet, with a muscular build that exuded both power and grace. His skin had a subtle, dusky tone, and his eyes were a piercing, ice-blue that seemed to glow with an inner light. His hair, thick and raven-black, framed a face that was both rugged and handsome, with high cheekbones and a strong jawline.

“You shouldn’t stay for the hunt. Things are going to get messy with everything going on right now. Take my daughter to a safe place.” “I won’t let my female lose face by running from your bitch of a Luna,” Ronan replies levelly. “She is now my ex-Luna,” Magnus amends, staring into the distance as he does, a surge of wind sweeping through the random locks of hair at his nape. “I’ve renounced our mating—something I’m beginning to see I should have done a long time ago.” With a parting look at me, he starts walking toward his car, calling over his shoulder, “Don’t make me regret trusting you, Ronan Bane. Take my daughter the hell away from danger.”

He wanted his cousin. He slammed his palm onto Daryl’s chest, forcing his magic not into the Prisoner but into the thread of his bloodline. A desperate gamble. If their blood was truly rare enough to chain monsters, then maybe — just maybe — it could resist them too. For an instant, the silver dimmed. Daryl’s own voice broke through: “Killian— don’t— let go—” And then the Prisoner roared, using his body like a weapon, flinging Killian backward into the crypt wall hard enough to crack stone.

"Magnus." The name hung between us like poison. Magnus had been a dark wolf, a practitioner of blood magic who had tried to overthrow the old pack orders years ago. He had been killed, his cult scattered, his followers hunted down and dealt with. But cults had a way of surviving, of hiding in shadows until they felt safe enough to emerge. "Magnus is dead," Damon said firmly. "I saw his body myself." "But his followers aren't," I said. "What if some of them survived? What if they've been waiting, gathering strength, and now with Hope's power manifesting, they see an opportunity?"

Majesta was pretty sure about that. “Where is your car?” Magnusson asked, knowing the answer. “At my house.” Majesta told him then sighed. “Not too sure the cops are going to let us near your place now. Would you take a new one?” Magnusson asked, hoping she would. She looked at him with shock on her face; he wanted to give her a laptop too. She didn’t really know what to say. The fact that she really needed a new one was beside the point. The one at the house had all the info she needed, but she could get it off her online backup. One good thing she invested in was online backup. She had a horrible habit of messing up her laptops.

"No. We're headed to another town. Evie wants to visit a monks' temple." "Oh." Soul-searching mode, still, apparently. Jenson kept a comment to himself and listened for any background noises. Not much except for some faint outdoor and traffic noises. "Can I call you anytime tomorrow?" "Yeah. You need anything?" Magnus sighed on the other line, obviously not in the mood for small talk. Like always. "Nothing. Just curious about something." "About?" Okay. Just cut to the chase. Maybe Magnus had definite answers; he was one of the shareholders of the pharmaceutical company that manufactured their wolfsbane medication. He should know a thing or two besides what the labels said.

Rex announced after his conversation with Fafnir concluded, which only took seconds. “Well…spill it,” Marcia said a little over eagerly and loudly, even Markus’s seemed to perk up, he was sure he was about to witness another piece of unbelievable magic he had only begun to see when he joined the inner circle of the emperor, magics only being possible by the Magnus family. He was so sure nothing was able to be done now, Ulna was on the precipice of fully gone now and yet, even now, Rex claimed he may be able to save the skylark, he was doubtful even Rector would have tried something this far along.