Warframe Magnus Novels & Stories

"But I have one question for you. Will you go to the afterlife alone or will you take down a dozen of them with you." "I think i can manage more than a dozen", Genos said sarcastically as the men let out a little laugh. "Well, then more than a dozen it is. We shall talk about this battle in the afterlife boys. It is an honor. TO ARMSSSS!!!!", Magnus said as he rode his horse to the rear to join his calvary.

She had wiped all remnants of her tears away by the time Blake answered the door. Magnus stood outside. Proud as punch of himself. “I’m happy that your mission went well and that you all made it back safely,” he stood there as if he were waiting for something. “Thank you for holding down the fort in my absence,” said Blake, his mind already reeling with plans to get the Olden pack back for their attack on Amelia’s life. “As your Second, it is my duty to take control in your absence,” smiled Magnus. The rush of power went straight to his head. He felt mightier than anyone else except for Connor.

Two hours later, the war room in the central tower was an absolute furnace of administrative fury. Magnus stood at the head of the long slate table, his massive fists slammed against the surface, his True Alpha aura radiating a suffocating, lethal heat that made the lower-ranking enforcers near the door tremble. Vard stood to his left, his face pale, his jaw locked in a tight, humiliated line. "An escape?" Magnus roared, his voice rattling the glass windows of the high command. "An asset chained in a Triple-A reinforced containment chassis simply vanished over a logging bridge? In my territory?"

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.

The young man gasped and hurriedly pulled him to the side of the castle wall. "What are those?" asked the young man, pointing at the charms that covered half of his left arm. "My mother gave them to me for protection." Dorin answered as he pulled his sleeve back down, but the man pulled it up again and looked at them closer. "A fire ward, a lightning ward, a wind enhancer... " "Oh, that's a wind debaser," Dorin interrupted, "It's used to lessen powerful magic..." "Yes, I know what a debaser is!" snapped the other. He looked up at Dorin and suddenly held out his hand with a grin. "By the way, my name is Lance Gunnar of the Gunnar family, military division, 1st lieutenant rank 5."

They just float from the skies, never be seen by the naked eye. The realms of chaos also was our neighboring alliance of countries. They are mages of both known and unknown magic, both light and dark magic, even magics that maybe some of us could use in our daily lives, us, common people. The Realms of chaos only have one way to enter, and that is the freezing island of Ya’en. Geographically connected with our great city, Magnusville. Which is also a part of an alliance between kingdoms called Zone. These alliances also made pact to live in harmony and never attack anything within the Continent of Revera. The pact strengthen the bond of all alliances but Eusciduous still has their defenses u

His tone was laced with malicious mockery. His gaze hardened before his lips twisted into a sadistic grin, “But I don’t blame them”, he stood up from his chair and walked up to Tristan. Sitting on his haunches, he grinned, “The wards and barriers I put up are too powerful for anyone to break. That’s the power of a mage”. His gaze turned malicious, “Not even Elias can help her now. I am and will always be the greatest mage on this planet”. His jaw clenched. Elias wouldn’t be able to reach them here, anyway. That pathetic no-good omega had ruined everything. He had to up his game.

He just closed his eyes as if it was acceptable that his fate would be. "Mama, sorry..." He cried before waiting for the monsters to attack. A few minutes later, Migi felt nothing. "Is that it? I died without feeling any pain? "he said while not opening his eyes. Later on, he smelled something fishy, and he also heard a scream that seemed to hurt. He opened his eyes and the scattered corpses of the three men were exposed to him. He stiffened in his seat when he saw the familiar man in front of him holding a sword. "Sebastian?"

The impact of the tussle behind him had thrown Kragen a few feet away from them. “Watch out!!!” Liam yelled from a distance, his eyes looking frantic. Kragen picked up a familiar scent from behind him. His eyes narrowed as he turned around cautiously and looked up at the figure, staring down at him. Magnus stood, panting heavily and looking down at him and holding the lifeless body of the rogue he just killed. He threw the body off and looked down menacingly at him. Turning back into his human form, with his eyes still red, Clayton stared up at his brother that also transformed back into his form. His hand went into his dagger and Conrad’s eyes narrowed at that action when he immediately cau

He is wearing a pair of sweatpants and nothing else. “Great Mother, that is a fine male,” Maximo purrs excited. Max is not wrong. I have seen males while training but no one even came close to what Magnus offered. Every inch of his body was sculpted not to make him look good. To make him look lethal. And he is. When he turns I see on his back, a long thick scar. If that rumor is true, I am fairly certain that all the others will be too. “Don’t ogle him,” I chastise Max and I get up to get away from him.