Ultra Magnus X Rodimus Novels & Stories

Silver Wolf’s voice cut through the stillness, suspicious and sharp. “If you are a lycan then, then why did you claim to be the mate of the Lunaris heir?” She growled, "Her mate is the warrior Magnus Ebonshade of the Ember Howl Pack.” Magnus’s name spoken with respect turned my mouth bitter. “No. Magnus was the mate of Luna Eluvia Lunaris.” Clutching Liora to my chest, I snarled at her. “And I am the mate of Luna Liora Lunaris.”

Her pulse raced. Her breath quivered. Her wolf-less body wavered between obedience and terror. Yes. Yes. Bend. She lifted the blade. Rosalyn frowned, startled. “Maxine? What are you…?” Maxine lunged. But just as the blade grazed Rosalyn’s wrist… a sharp CRACK erupted. Maxine collapsed, unconscious. Someone stood behind her. I felt it before I saw it. A familiar signature of rage and blood. Lorenzo.

A door opened at the end of the corridor and two enormous men came out. When I say enormous, I mean enormous. Both were practically the same height as Leo but larger and denser. One of them could probably kill both Max and me purely by sitting on us. "I present to you: Magnus and Cadmar. There isn't a wolf in Russia that doesn't fear them," the descendent said with a smirk plastered on his face. "And you're about to find out why." Sure they had strength and weight but agility and speed? I don't think so.

Rest here, there are clothes that belong to me, you will find them in the closet, spend your affairs with them, and here is the toilet here, wash and change your clothes, and rest a little Rodri shyly; Thanks Mac is about to go out to be stopped by Rodri Rodri quickly; mac Mac turns to her; what do you want Rodri shyly and hesitantly; H do you still hate me Mac smiles at his side; I didn't hate you in the first place to continue hating you, Redhead Mac turns and goes out, so Rodri sighs happily and jumps on Mac's bed and starts inhaling his scent with anesthesia. When Maxmus was meeting with some of his sons, Dimitri, Ashton, and Isaac Maxmus sharply; I want you to bring him to me from under

Xavier extended his hand and replied, "Likewise." Aurora observed the new man who approached. This was the famous Magnus. His eyes were darker than Tristan's, and his smile was dazzling. He was wearing a gray suit. "Tristan Callahan," Magnus said. "Magnus," Tristan retorted. So, this is the famous Magnus? The photographer analyzed him. His eyes are darker than Tristan's, and his smile is dazzling. He's wearing a gray suit. "You haven't changed a bit, still trying to steal my contracts," Magnus teased.

Silas rolled his eyes boringly, he had been in this meeting for an hour, 30 minutes and 25 seconds to be exact and he was getting pissed off with each second that ticked by. “And why is it alarming?, I will find my mate when it is due time” Silas scoffed, playing with the sharp nib of the fountain pen that he usually used in signing documents by stabbing it lightly into the wooden oak table, the nib made hole dents in the table with just a prick. “A pack without a Luna is not really a pack, no matter how strong we claim that we are, if we don't have a Luna then we are as good as the other packs out there” Elder Ramus, the leader and chief of the council of elders said in a passionate tone.

Magnus The world spun around me, a disorienting blur of sensations and memories. My body lay before me, possessed by the dark force of Gaius, the ancient sorcerer who had found a way to hijack my very essence. I hovered in the void, a mere spirit, a shadow of my former self, battling the oppressive presence that had taken root within my flesh. Each moment felt like an eternity; the struggle was relentless, the stakes unimaginably high. "Magnus, you can't win," Gaius's voice echoed within the confines of my mind, a sneering taunt that cut through my resolve. "This body is mine now. You are nothing but a ghost."

Garren protested, but Magnus was already leaping back into the fray, his claws tearing through rogue after rogue. The tide of the battle shifted. A massive rogue, larger than the rest, emerged from the shadows, its red eyes gleaming with malice. It lunged at Magnus with terrifying speed. “Magnus!” Seraphina cried out, but she was too far to stop it. The rogue’s claws raked across Magnus’s chest, and he staggered, blood pouring from the wound. With a snarl, he countered, sinking his teeth into the rogue’s neck and tearing it apart.

She sniffs the air and that’s when I’m hit with his scent. Reign sets off in his direction, she’s fast so we caught up quickly. Is the second time I have seen Maddox and I don’t think I will get used to how stunning he is. His huge, like all Alphas, and his fur is black, jet-black, even darker than Reign’s fur. If this wasn’t a game, I wouldn’t dare to attack him. He looks as if he could snap your neck without blinking.

She just smirked at him. ‘Baby... you triggered him,’ Drake commented through her mind. ‘But keep up the excellent work, my stray. Be a queen.’ "Why are you trembling, Sultan?" "That’s Cadmus, my stray; he’s the leader of the elites," Drake informed "Oh, he’s scary, so you know," Emily replied. Emily watches how they throw questions at the Sultan about traitors. "Are you perhaps a traitor of this kingdom? Are you involved with Bella? " Additionally, Taurus asks,