New Magneto Novels & Stories

"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.

CASSIAN’S POV Magret had taken me to a lot of places to cure my ‘mutation’, and that had been when I met the warlock, Magnux for the first time. I could still remember how optimistic my mother had been about him, she’d been convinced a warlock as powerful as he was could ‘fix’ me and I’d finally be like the others, not the freak with two wolves. But Magnux had refused to do that, not because he couldn’t, but because it ‘wasn’t his place to do it’.

"Yes, I did hit a wall. But that is only because in my pack, we don't have the facilities for this kind of work. Our science team... well, they aren't really science team people. They focus almost entirely on ancient moon magic, rituals, and traditional healers who can mend broken bones with herbs. They don't care about advanced genetics or biochemical cellular structures. They don't focus on going far in technological advancements, so I ran out of equipment." "I have the best labs in the capital," Magnus said, his voice dangerously close to my ear. "I have technology that could help." I nodded then looked up at him before feeling something whine inside me. I couldn’t understand why I was fe

She stood naked in the center of the glass dome, her body illuminated by the ethereal northern lights above. Magnus entered silently — a 6’11” Black Icelandic special forces veteran with a body like forged obsidian. His dark skin contrasted sharply with the white surroundings as he locked the door behind him. Freya’s voice was low and hungry. “No mercy tonight. I want to be completely destroyed.”

"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.

Jin added. "It's for me to know and for you to find out," Jin replied to Magnus. "You!" Magnus jumped all the way to give his strongest blow but without his knowing, Jin had been waiting for that. After Magnus gave his attack, Jin immediately dodged it and released his blow with the strong spiritual energy that he had accumulated earlier. "Death blow!" Jin shouted. The blow hit Magnus' chest and pierced his body. Jin was stunned at what he saw. Magnus' body fell to the ground. Jin approached Magnus 'lying body and was stunned when he saw the spark of electricity from the broken wires in Magnus' chest hole. "A robot?"

Just as I approached, a low engine hum broke the silence. Headlights flared, blinding me momentarily. Magnus leaned casually against a black bike. He smirked.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

“No, you don’t understand. I’m Magnus Tucker. I know Celestina.” “Yeah. She just told me.” Maverick gripped my arm as she stared at me, hope filling her eyes. “Let him in.” “Wait a minute, Mrs. Winston.” Homer took a picture of him. “Let me identify if he’s saying the truth.” “We’re wasting our time,” he said. “Hey. Back away. Let my men do the job.” Then I remembered something. “Hold on. You’re Magnus Tucker? London’s psychopathic ex.” He shrugged. “I’m a reformed man. Trust me, I’ve learned a lot here working with Don Gaetano. I’m his private accountant.”