Shadowhunter Magnus Novels & Stories

His mother, the queen, was tangled on the bed with a man barely older than himself, utterly lost in pleasure, oblivious to their intrusion. Shane raised his camera and clicked. The shutter’s sharp snap broke through the haze. “Ah!” The young man looked up first, terror flashing across his face. He scrambled off Heather and tumbled to the floor. Heather shrieked, grabbing the sheets to cover herself. When she looked toward the doorway and saw who stood there, her voice cracked in panic. “Magnus! What are you doing here?” Magnus’s eyes burned red, fists clenched at his sides. He didn’t answer. His voice came out low and cold. “Take this man and teach him a lesson.”

“ Hi voice was as deep as the well connected to the core of the earth. With his shadow forming as well as the mist in green of color appearing, the came Magnus made an appearance. ”How dare you…. How dare you foolish humans to have the guts to ruin my plans?!“ As he shout, there are insects covering his body and flying as if they are confetti being scattered. I hope that Saypher would remember my words… 'The real point of that person is not his heart but his head. As long as you let his head be in tack with his body, no matter how many times you cut his arms and hands, it will keep on regenerating' He was supposed to be the second Magnus that he would fight with. But due to some reasons, he

I couldn't make out anything but his glowing golden-brown eyes. "Magnus, save me," I whispered. He had transformed into his wolf form and was heading towards me, his eyes wild with bloodthirst. I opened my mouth to scream, but my voice got caught in my throat. Just as Magnus was about to leap on me, he disappeared, and I found myself in a dark forest surrounded by trees that had faces on them. Magnus appeared again; this time, he stretched out his hands to me; it was made of shadow and darkness. I reached out to grab it, and I felt a chill run down my spine.

“The one we’ve been searching everywhere for.” “For what?” Vanquish hissed through clenched teeth. Magnus peered around him at me. “Can you calm him down?” He gestured to Vanquish’s length. “No.” I shook my head. Crossing my arms over my chest. “There’s no calming him down when he gets like this. Best tell him what he wants to know.” *** “Because we’ve been searching everywhere for her.” Magnus explained. Another man materialized in the doorway. A dark shadow with dark hair and snapping green eyes.

The misdeeds of the humans would instead become food for the vampires who could not control their bloodlust. Alex turned his attention back to his surroundings. His sharp gaze searched every face present. He knew that in this dark gathering, every word and gesture had a deeper meaning than what met the eye. And if Alex had lost his way, there was no guarantee that he would leave this place alive. Alex's eyes were now fixed on the two central figures that dominated the atmosphere - Lucius Bloodthorn, the leader of the Rival Vampire Clan, and Damian Nightshade, the leader of the Ancient Vampire Clan. Alex knew this familiar atmosphere by heart, where the presence of the two central figures alw

​I watched him through the screen, a subtle, venomous smirk curving the corner of my lips. ​Magnus thought he was the undisputed king of this concrete tomb. He believed his bloodline, his brute force, and his obsessive, singular focus made him untouchable. For weeks, he had been tearing his own syndicate apart from the inside, blinded by the sudden appearance of a stubborn female forensic accountant locked away in his private quarters. He was so busy trying to break her spirit, so consumed by the friction between his hatred and his unacknowledged fascination with her, that he failed to notice the rot eating away at the foundation beneath his heavy boots.

He wore a heavy coat made of thick bear fur and his chest was covered in silver scars; the marks of ancient battles with the Council's elite Enforcers. This was Alpha Magnus, the leader of the northern blood-wolves. Magnus walked slowly down the path, his heavy boots made deep thuds in the mud. He stopped five feet away from us, he gazed over Kael’s bleeding arm before locking directly onto my face. For a long, tense moment nobody breathed. The only sound was the crackle of the low campfires and the distant hum of the wind through the cliffs. Magnus leaned forward, his nose twitched as he took in my scent.

"You can't shoot me here, it'll attract attention. And by the way, sinister is here." At the mention of Sinister's name his eyes widened. Why does his name have such effect on people? " Oh true…. But unfortunately, he's not here now." He laughed like a maniac and pointed the gun to chest, " you know what, I was going to help you at first because I know we both want the same thing- We both want to find your brother-. But since you want to bring that wretched human in this picture, I'm going to count down to ten and if you still want to play smart, I'll waste you."

It was almost a three-day hike on the opposite side of the Astral mountains, across Mount Richardson, through the Boreal forests into the town of Inuvik. It was the most dangerous trail inhabited by Magnus, the most powerful vampire of our times. In his fourth century now, Magnus had been in a battle with my father. In his mortal life, Magnus had been a warlock. After my father killed him, he lost his magic and transformed into a vampire seeking my blood. I have been able to avoid a combat with him so far but not for long. I wasn’t afraid of him, but I wanted my pack, my village, back first. Maybe after I strengthened my position here, built a powerful army, we could face Magnus. He usually

How many more dark shadows would darken my life? “I can’t believe you didn’t give up your firm for my happiness. This man is a monster,” I screamed at her as loud as I could after biting Kevin. I wished I had run away, but he quickly grabbed my hand. I thought he was going to get mad, but he started laughing sadistically. He was enjoying our argument, our misery. I didn’t think there were such people in the world. I didn’t realize that the man I had sworn my love to at the altar was, in fact, a man without scruples, without a heart. He was actually a monster. He physically blocked me, but that wasn’t the worst of it. Emotionally, I was a wreck. Everything I had heard so far was swirling arou