Vampire Magnus Novels & Stories

“You were close to him.” I nodded. “He used me.” She didn’t argue. “And now you want redemption.” “I want to stop him.” Those words burned my throat as they came out. But they were true. I wasn’t sure when the shift happened—maybe it was when Ivy collapsed from the pain of the spell he forced on her. Maybe it was when I looked in the mirror and couldn’t recognize myself anymore. Etta stood slowly and began pulling scrolls and books from the shelves. “Magnus has risen before. Centuries ago, he was known by another name. A dark elder. A master of manipulation. He doesn’t attack like others. He infects. He whispers.”

A couple of months later, Zion also gave birth to a son that they called Peter. Unfortunately, word of the looming war hadn’t reached them yet. The king was moving on from pack to pack, slowly destroying everything his kind had been building for centuries. All the rogues that came to him willingly had been turned by the rage magic and the vampire blood, but many of them died soon after. Magnus had proven himself as a worthy adversary in battle practice and caught the king’s eye. He was rewarded with a higher rank in the king’s army. Pack after pack, the king moved over the magic homelands. His allies in the council covered what he was doing while he slaughtered his own people. He wanted to b

The pizza delivery guy had arrived some hours before he went to the backyard to chop some wood. “Grab a slice.” He told them as he took one sliver, moaning as the slice of pizza brushed against his tongue. “I haven't seen your kids.” Aiden propounded. “Um, I don't have any. Well, I used to but he became a vampire and he killed my mother and I had no choice, but to silence him.” Magnus said so fast, feeling the pressure drop down. “That's sad!” Hadrian muttered. “I'm sorry for your loss.” Aiden apologized.

“And you’re sure they’re not some hunters trying to trap me?” “Not at all,” she shakes her head. He leans back in his seat, lips curling into a smirk. Magnus had come into the human world ages ago with the aim of using humans to destroy the werewolf kingdom. For years, he had been building his cult, luring vulnerable humans into his evil plans. He was shocked when he learned that a new cult had been created by a psychotic human obsessed with hunting werewolves. At first, he thought it was a sham, but after weeks of investigation, it was confirmed they were real.

Ivy spat from behind me, then her hurried footsteps followed. Before I could turn to see her, I caught the blur of Clarissa using her vampire speed to run past me and she shut the door from inside, keeping Ivy and me out. “Claire! What the hell are you doing?” I yelled, struggling to twist the knob. I was about to break the door down with Skylar’s strength—until I heard his voice. “Little Wolf,” Magnus's voice called softly in my head. My body froze. “I need you to hold the loud kid outside that door,” he said softly, right before Ivy stopped next to me.

her before the vampire made its move. Too far. Always too far away when she needed him. "You won't touch her," he snarled, his voice dropping to a dangerous growl. The wolf inside him clawed at the surface, desperate to protect his mate. Protect. That's all he wanted. All he could never do. The vampire's laughter echoed off the walls. "Oh? And who might 'her' be? Someone... special to you, perhaps?" Special. She was everything. She was his destruction. Magnus cursed inwardly. He'd revealed too much in his panic. Striving to regain control, he forced his breathing to steady, adopting the cold, authoritative demeanor he was known for. Control. The illusion of control. "This conversation is ov

Gusev chuckled, “Tsk, it has been such a long time since we last saw you. We just missed you.” I blinked. Wasn’t Gusev just seeking his revenge earlier? And they were just fighting each other earlier. And wasn’t it just seconds ago when they were at each other’s throats? Also, from what I know from watching movies, vampires and werewolves hate each other. The man who just arrived instantly offered his hand to me, “Oh, forgot to introduce myself. I am Magnus. Alpha Magnus from the Bloodlust Pack.” Silence. I just stared at him deadpan.

"Cut the crap. All you need to do is tell him that Luna Maeve ordered him to do all of it. Once she's dead, I can take her place, and you'll get anything you want." Magnus closed his eyes and coldly asked, "Who gave you two the right to slander Maeve? She was already dead, and yet you still wouldn't let her rest in peace. Aren't you afraid of death?" Their faces instantly turned pale. They trembled, attempting to flee. But with Magnus standing right before them, escape was impossible. The way Magnus looked at them was no different from staring at two corpses. "I'll ask you one last time," he said in a voice calmer than it had ever been. "The moment you stepped through the door that day, you

Evident concern was displayed on the faces of everyone, prompting Magnus to ask the medical staff to provide Gamma Darwin with the necessary medical attention. After a short while, Magnus spoke again, "You are all aware of the challenges we have faced. Several of our companions have lost their lives, including my father, due to unexpected vampire assaults. The pain was intense for all of us, particularly for me. However, I couldn't help but question how the enemies managed to infiltrate the villa and find their way to the haven when there was strong security at the gate. Not unless, they had an accomplice inside." "If that turns out to be true, then I must identify the traitor, and upon conf

I heard a gruffy voice in the distance, dishing out orders. Dammit! I should've pulled out the maid's guts when I had the chance! “How do these werewolves even summon their wolves?” I wondered, trying to summon my wolf based on the knowledge I had gathered, especially from Alpha Cassius's memory. “Dammit! That old man made this appear too easy.”