Vampire Magnus Novels & Stories

This was just another test I gotta ace although this time, what is at stake is my life. I stood up, adjusting my gown. I am Lena Hale, Consort to a Vampire Lord. Despite how unbelievable it is to my mind, I really have to start thinking it this seeing as I couldn't possibly run from the palace. I should sleep now so I can be well rested before the Vampire Lord comes for my blood.

Under his clothes, his body still throbbed with reminders: swollen hole, dried cum he hadn’t fully cleaned out, and a map of bites and bruises that made every movement painful. The elevator doors opened directly into the luxurious living room. Magnus was waiting, leaning against the marble island with a glass of whiskey in hand. He wore only dark silk pants that hung low on his hips, exposing the vicious pink scars across his powerful chest and abs. The old crooked bite mark on his collarbone seemed to glow under the low lighting. “You’re early,” Magnus noted, voice low and approving. His eyes raked over Finn like a predator assessing prey. “Good boy.” Finn stepped inside, the door closing b

Maybe thinking about the right words to say. “ No, he didn’t got a bite though. He’s real vampire which mean he doesn’t a bite from vampire. He turn into the vampire itself when he turn into 18 years old. Real vampire and bite vampire is different. Real vampire has it special abilities, ” Harley explain everything carefully. Hope it doesn’t drive Adryan crazy. “ So you’re saying that I will turn into vampire once I turn 18 years old and I will have special abilities? Like what? I can fly? Breath forever underwater? Or sleep underground for the entire life?, ” Adryan clearly seem did not believe it.

The air felt thick with old magic. “Out! Now!” Sorin yelled, kicking his door open. Edwin carried me out, running toward the ruins. Behind us, the pursuing cars slammed to a halt. Doors flew open. At least six vampires spilled out, eyes glowing red. “Give us the hybrid!” one shouted. Sorin spun around, cracking his neck. “Come take her, assholes.” Edwin set me down behind a crumbling stone wall. “Stay here. Promise me.” “Clark, your shoulder—”

a man dressed in tight leather pants, unbuttoned white shirt and black eyeliner circling his eyes, came over to her. She looked him up and down, appreciating his looks. "I can sense some serious power in you, anyway. I'm sure that you are looking for some blood, so come along, let me get you matched to your perfect little whore." Magnus said. "How did you come by having these, blood whores?" He chuckled.

Leaving everything here unfinished, hoping they would do better with a second chance wherever they went from here. Magnus heard the Chancellor call his name, summoning him to stand before the emperor. The vampire looked so regal there on his throne. He didn’t appear impressed with any of this show. In fact, as Magnus took his place over that shadowy blood stain. He struggled not to reveal his nervous, excitement because the Blood Demon glowered at him without saying a single word.

I hissed. Margaret was trapped in his shield weeping, finally understanding that her mate died trying to keep her safe. Dylan was shell shocked in the treeline wrapping his head around what he just heard. “I just wanted my wife back,” Magnus whispered, defeated, breaking eye contact and staring at the ground. “You’re too late hun,” I whispered. “That ship sailed long ago.” He jerked his eyes up to meet mine and smirked. For only a second, his eyes blazed orange, before I knocked him out cold. The vines tightened around him, as the portal opened and out came 20 undead.

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.

Their enmity continued even after Alpha Demetrius ended his life. In his mortal life, Magnus had been a warlock. After Alpha Demetrius killed him, he lost his magic and transformed into a vampire seeking Zephyrus’s blood. He had avoided the evil vampire for so long while in Aromania, but now it would be difficult to ward him off. Magnus usually possessed silver weapons that could be fatal for all of us, except Zephyrus. He was a blessed wolf and silver did not affect him, just like it didn’t affect Alpha Demetrius! “I can’t let Magnus get my mate, Stav!” he rushed out, but I wasn’t letting him face the vampire all by himself. It was too dangerous.

Ricchar put his glass down. "My mother was Lykan." Magnus forced another smile. "I'm a hybrid, for lack of a better word." "Right." Magnus squinted at Ricchar. "You're the only pureblood vamp I've met with a very discerning nose." "Hyperosmia. My mother was the same. So, Ilya married a pureblood Lykan?" "Let's just say I was an unwanted accident." Magnus chuckled. With my fist clenching beside my concealed weapon, my leg turned restless under the table. I eyed the guy sitting across from me, gauging the real emotion behind his reaction.