Chibi Thor Novels & Stories

You’re no father of mine! Finally, Tucker the Elephant spoke. [So now I’m the bad guy, huh? I told you, Thor has his own judgment. He knows right from wrong.] However, I wasn’t looking at the chat anymore. All I could see was the Thor the Tiger’s face hovering inches from mine. His massive paw pinned me to the ground. His breath was hot and heavy against my skin, each exhale brushing across my cheek like a warning from a predator about to strike.

Lucas raised his head as if surprised by Thor's remark and smiled slightly at the young boss. "Gio at your service, Sir," the other said, bowing its head and giving Thor a thumbs up. "Nice to meet you, Kuya Gio," Thor says, giving him a thumbs up, making Gio happy. Thor's attention was drawn to the two men who stepped forward. Seeing their blue and pink hair is truly amazing for a young child like Thor. While looking at the two, Loki giggles beside Thor and whispers naughtily to his twin brother. "They look like chickens, bro,"

I added, using my finger and thumb to measure an inch gap. “A hot Avenger, huh?” Mom muttered as she typed something into her phone. I watched, in a fit of giggles as Mom Googled who Thor was. Her eyes focused on the screen, her brows furrowing with deep concentration. She must’ve found an image of Chris Hemsworth in his costume because she suddenly grinned. “Oh yeah ... I can see it,” she agreed. We heard a light tapping on the door. Mom was busy scrolling through the images of Chris, too engrossed to notice anything else.

“Thor, come on! I want to see JoJo’s new pups!” I shout to my mate. How is it that he’s the god of war—the one who has to be ready to leap into battle at a moment’s notice—and I’m always the one waiting for him? “Alright, alright. I’m here. Let’s go meet the new little crotch goblins. Do you know what their names are yet?” Thor asks, strolling into the living area.

Somewhere away from the spire. “It’s just a structure,” Thor said. “We get there, we touch it, we’re done.” “Is your wolf okay?” I asked. “With the spire?” Thor shrugged. Me and my wolf, Maul, we don’t get along so well. He doesn’t talk to me much. But then Thor went silent. “Actually,” he said. “No, he’s not okay with it. He’s recoiling.” “What do you think this means?” I asked.

He dips a quill into an inkpot that looks like a petrified heart. He scratches down Torven’s name before calling the next. A girl strides forward, pure power in her movements, her name ringing out clear: "Runa of the Shadowtail." Another scratch, and she’s off, her back straight and her future accepted. They embody everything expected of us. I do not.

Two fingers together under her nose and her eyes just looking past Kenji. “No we didn’t” Sachi replied reluctantly. Kenji smirked. “There was no need to do that. The guy is Takashi Fujiwara and he has no relationship with any other gang and the girl is…… “Then where has he been all this while?” Kenji asked. “That is a good question Sachi” Megumi said looking up at her. “And the girl? What’s her name?” “Geiru” Sachi replied. “Yeah. Did you run a background check on her?” Megumi asked.

Not unless Thorin fought for dominance to come out just like before. "Don't you that Thorin left him!" What?! My shock was evident in Shiva's snarl. "Yes, b!tch! His wolf left him. He is nothing in the realm of gods and goddesses but a mere human. No super strength. No superpower at all!"

It’s faint, but it’s there. Thor whips his head around, his pupils widening as his nose twitches. Lex is purring loudly now, and Thor starts to purr too. Goddess, it’s weird. Lex’s purr is one thing inside my head, but Thor’s is so resonant I feel like my bones are vibrating with it. He stands and turns, shoving his nose into the blanket and rubbing his neck over it, covering himself in the scent. It’s the first thing he’s shown any real interest in.

Even Thor was considered average in the eating department, with many Asgardians capable of eating over four times what he was having. Thor finished his chicken quickly. He wiped his hands with a large towel and picked up a small book from his pocket. The pocket book was entirely black in colour. There was nothing written on the cover, with the only thing present on it being a rune. This rune was the runic symbol for peace on Asgard. Forseti's expression grew sombre at the appearance of this book. "How many?" he asked. He clearly knew what the book was, and his expression suggested that it was nothing good.