Fafnir Norse Mythology Novels & Stories

Something was exciting about him, the shyness of a new attraction. “You don’t get to fade Feilan, not now when I’m finally whole. I will hold you in my arms and feel your skin against mine. I will kiss you and finally claim you as my mate. Time to wake up and come back to all of us.” He was moonlight and gold chains, the taste of ageless power and fathomless ability. He was fear and excitement, the next step in a journey. He was a fog to my mind and an ever-present smell of moonlight and damp leaves. The smell of home and clan. Of raven wings and promise. The weight of a birthright and the support of Fenrir and Mani.

Lokmar roared. “Father, I am well aware of my commitments to the war against the humans, but I have already linked with her, I cannot stay away, even if I tried” Fafnir replied, sighing heavily, “I think this will give me something to fight for, something to come home for.”

I shook my head, the idea preposterous. “If Nix is real, why can’t other religions have real Gods?” My mom pointed out, making me stop and second guess myself. “How did she anger them?” I finally asked. “Fenrir; the God of destruction.” The weight of the name sent a shiver down my spine, the air becoming noticeably cooler. “Nix was betrothed to him but broke it off when she fell for Nox. Odin chained and bound Fenrir under the earth on the promise that Nix depart and never return once her human lover died.”

Holy shit, I can feel his emotions. "Fenrir." I called him. Fenrir is the son of Loki and a wolf in Norse Mythology so the nickname I have given him seems fitting. I can feel his amusement of my little nickname for him along with the sly smile he lets loose. "Well, someone is in a glorious mood today." His baritone voice is completely fitting, unfortunately. I don't particularly care for the actual concern I feel coming from him. What the fuck? I can't ask Ness because I have her cloaked to ensure that the Mate bond isn't detected, so I am totally on my own here. "I didn't see you for the run last night, it was a full moon."

"Councilor Lyra, what do you know about the name Fenrir? Ronan mentioned it's connected to the ancient breach somehow." A flicker of surprise crossed Lyra's face before she composed herself. "Fenrir is a name of great significance in the old texts. It refers not just to the wolf of Norse mythology, but to a lineage—a bloodline of powerful shifters who played a crucial role during the first breach." "What kind of role?" I pressed, feeling a strange tingle of anticipation. Lyra studied me for a long moment before answering. "The texts say that when the breach first opened, it was a shifter named Fenrir who discovered how to seal it—at great personal cost. He sacrificed his immortality, binding

I scramble to my feet to follow her when she looks at me with a sinister smile on her lips as the portal closes. Fuck! I clutch my hair as a chuckle comes from behind me. I turn to face them. Fenrir, Theo, and Nicholas all walk into the office. Just great! “Where is she?” Fenrir asks as he stalks closer to me and I look at him. Fenrir is Gaia’s father and was the God of Hell and Harbinger of Death before he handed the title over to Gaia. He made me the ruler of Hell until she was old enough to take over and so she took me as her Beta even though I am an Alpha.

He looks at me as I talk, a considering look on his face, his eyes impossible to read, before he focuses once more on the rabbits, this time on the second one. “Something akin to that, yes. Some things have been lost in translation over the years and a lot of it has been lost. This prophecy came from Fenrir himself, a prophecy his lineage would fulfill. You are part of his lineage, a little watered down, but his lineage nonetheless. Sol and Mani have rarely ever blessed the same being and it’s been near impossible to fulfill this prophecy. It has taken me centuries to get to this point. Not bad for the forgotten son of Styrmir.” He grinned, his teeth flashing in the firelight and the predato

“Your kind is familiar with runes, right?” “Of course,” Owen answers for both of us. I slept through that class in school. “The spell on the queen uses runes from Tyr’s aett; you’re familiar with Tyr?” Jonah pauses to check. “The Norse god of war. He sacrificed his arm to trap Fenrir,” Owen says. “That,” I agreed quietly. “Well, Tyr’s aett is all over her.” Jonah points his finger at Owen. “And you are bound with etheric chains.” Owen shakes his head. “I’m unfamiliar with the term.”

Milo, the small guardian sphere, had begun explaining the basics of this interstellar realm the moment Aslan and Lev reluctantly stepped out of the room. This empire was formed of vast star systems and ruled by the mythical Fenrir race. She could hardly believe that creatures of ancient mythology existed here. Milo explained that the first humans in this world were weak, unable to shift. Life had been a constant battle against huge orcs and beasts—until a Wolf King from the wolf clan fell in love with a human. That love changed everything. Their child became the first shifter, able to turn from human to the legendary Fenrir. With a beast of unimaginable strength born among them, humans final

"Davina Lynne Lothbrok Birthdate: 9/21/2005 Weight: 7lbs 6ounces Time: 5:23pm" "This is mine Ragnar, why was it hidden?" "Turn it around Davi" So I turned it around for it to show what hospital I was born in, which wasn't the one here, also it had a name on it, one I had only ever seen in our history books when talking about a royal family, the first werewolf family there ever was. "Freyja Mani" Old Norse for The Lady, Goddess of beauty, love, sex, war, and fertility. Mani was the God of the Moon.