Danmachi Loki Familia Novels & Stories

he paused before continuing. “My father’s debt to yours is paid, Antonio; you know the deal. After 40 years, the territory passes to my bloodline,” I roared. Someone clapped before stepping out of the shadows. His eyes glinted in the bright lighting of the grand Serrano living room. His smile was crooked. I knew his venom anywhere. Dante Serrano, Antonio’s twin brother. He was the Loki of the family. The one we always had to watch out for.

Just the notion of that idiotic appearance of hers showing up before the sage was questionable, could it be that his father was not worried about losing the Suzaku Clan any face? Loki really wanted to persuade Ryu to renounce this outrageous idea. However, Ryu simply didn’t give him the chance to reply and directly walked forward. Actually, when Abiri was passing by Loki, Abiri had said, “The maid that second uncle sent could immediately and directly be delivered to Taka’s room. In a while, I’ll bring some people there.”

Drakon's fist plows into my jaw. Sierra Dmitri bursts through the door carrying the dragon egg. It's shining brightly and my stomach flip flops with relief. The waiting has been the hardest part. I'm facing Dmitri and feel my mate behind me for the first time since this horror began. All four male dragons have returned. Laryn takes a quick look around and heads up the stairs as I tell everyone that Drakon is below. "Don't wait for me, get to your mates," Laryn says as the others run past Dmitri.

Zhi was already acting casual. "Damn, shut up," Haruto complained about him being noisy. Himari then uttered, getting their attention, "So, Mizu is our youngest sibling, from today on, in this survival game we are a family. Let's survive this till the last floor." her hand was in midair, palm facing the ground was waiting for them to put theirs too. And they did. "Yeah," they agreeably shouted.

Loki So today is my brother’s funeral and I don’t think that realize that It a golem instead of me yet but they will soon realize it well my plot for kidnapping the Queen herself is starting to form and I know that I will be able to kidnap her and force her to take me as her second mate, I will also have her making changes to the kingdom they way I seem fit first by starting to break some of the alliances that have been formed I don’t like some of the communities that she has alliances with and I need to make sure that I can start wars throughout the kingdom because I want war I want death because that what we need we have had this for thousands of years what is the difference now why shou

This Santiago family's disciple hurriedly received his orders and left. Not long after, Lucas walked into the hall of the Santiago family. Everyone in the hall of the Santiago family stared at Lucas. A thousand flames of anger had already burst out from their heads. ... Damon, the Patriarch of the Santiago family, stared at Lucas, asking, "Are you Lucas York?" "Correct, I'm Lucas York." Lucas nodded. Seeing Lucas' calm face, Damon couldn't help burning with anger. "Lucas, Santiago family has nothing to do with you. What are you here for?"

he purred, “you should know better than to make promises you can’t keep.” He gestured lazily to Domenico’s limp body with his foot. “Your traitor was delicious, by the way. So full of rage and self-loathing.” He licked his lips. “I suppose I should thank him for luring you here. I couldn’t have planned this reunion better myself.” My vision burned — not from the sand anymore, but from fury. Loki was supposed to be dead. And yet here he was. He stepped closer. Raven growled beside me.

The moment Adam flicked his fingers, his men lunged. Reid didn’t hesitate—he shoved me aside, sending me stumbling against the bar. My hands grasped at the counter, my vision swimming from the alcohol, but I forced myself to focus. The first attacker swung for Reid’s jaw. Reid ducked, sharp and controlled, and drove his fist into the guy’s ribs. A sickening crack echoed through the now-silent club. The man staggered back, gasping for air, but Reid didn’t stop—he pivoted and slammed his elbow into the next attacker’s throat, dropping him instantly.

“Kam did the same for me, but I didn’t take him up on it. Did the two of you even watch the movie?” Kimia smacked me with her pillow. “Of course we watched the movie!” “Oh really. Then who died?” Kimia went silent. I grinned and smacked her with my pillow. “Well?” “I’m thinking!” She was silent for almost a minute before she could think of a character death I’d accept. “Loki. It had to have been Loki. He always dies. He dies more than the guys on Supernatural.” I snorted. “Nobody dies more than Supernatural characters die. And I know you’re guessing.”

Elric stopped at a page with a brown smudge across the bottom, which held a recipe titled "Lich Eternal". It was a horrible spell calling for items Aelfric had never heard of, not to mention a hefty blood sacrifice. It called for something called "Claimed Chimera claw", and "Horbus Moreas pollin". He could hardly make out the directions, but the notes scribbled at the bottom of the page read "Consciousness lost 8 hours. Eyes bled briefly upon waking. Stimuli are strange. Hard surfaces feel malleable, I am unbreathing, though my heart beats still.