Fenrir Realm Novels & Stories

If only his gaze didn’t look so harsh, but he’d been through a lot that was easy to tell. Fenrir watched her work. She didn’t give off anything that would say she was going to do something. That she was deceitful, and it made him just as tense as if she did smell that way. He memorized her scent, peach like and soft. He’d be able to pick her out of a crowd easily. He had a couple choices before him, and it all had to do with the removal of the sword in his mouth. Either he had her remove it and she would be the owner of it, holding the weapon that could bind him with the chains once more. Or he could wait for Surt to find him and that would be the start of the end. The question was how fast

“Alright, witch. Tell me what happens when I step through.” Violet swallowed. “Once you enter… you won’t see reality anymore. The Dream Realm will twist your memories, your fears, your past. You’ll feel like you’re drowning in them.” “Sounds like my childhood,” Fenrak muttered. “Fenrak,” Violet snapped, tears in her eyes, “this isn’t funny.” He stepped closer and flicked her forehead. “I know. That’s why I’m making jokes.” Rhea shook her head, fighting tears.

Then he shifted, his form unraveling and re-forming into a tall man draped in shadow, his face obscured, a crown of flame hovering above his head. “You stand in my dominion,” Fenris said, his voice smooth as silk yet sharp enough to cut. “The place between worlds. The realm where prophecy is born and broken.” Serena’s breath came hard and fast, but she bared her teeth in defiance. “You dragged me here because you can’t beat me out there.” Fenris chuckled, the sound like bones snapping. “On the contrary, little wolf. I brought you here because I don’t need to beat you. I only need you to see.”

'He may have controle over me for now, but when the time comes, I'll make sure to kill him. A few days pass and as Fenrir does as Auron commands of him, he finally finds an opportunity to get away from him to contact the wolves. 'Thanks to the artifact that I gave Fala's brother, I can finally meet up with them.' Fenrir had been hiding two magical artifacts he had found years ago that lets him teleport between the two. After he sent Fala's brother to the other realm, he found out that the artifact can teleport him into the other realm, it seems to have no limits. The only downside is that you have to keep the two artifacts in each realm, hiding it from Auron is difficult since Fenrir can't j

Eleand gathered his thoughts for a moment, where he before he started his story. “All right, this may sound weird, but it looks real. Well, in my mind. When I was in a coma, I dreamed about a faerie realm called Erganiv, and it has four domains— Gwiazda, Noyuh, Alsache, and the Capital City, Argia.” “All right, go on.” Ezekiel listened carefully. He jotted down all the information in a long bond paper. Even to the smallest detail, he explained everything. His younger brother looked interested, and he didn’t laugh even if he sounded crazy. Until they noticed it was past midnight after they had been finished discussing.

“Oi Fenrir, come here!” I summoned Fenrir who was commanding all the wolf troops. Alpha and Segawon bow to him because he is the real leader. Fenrir is a hybrid creature from a cross between a werewolf and a lighting wolf. Not only was he crossed, he was also the result of the crazy Professor's research trials. There are 2 hybrid creatures that survive and it just so happens that a boy and a girl, it is the result of their marriage that eventually becomes Selen.

Suddenly, a shimmering portal opened beside them, and Ana felt a surge of recognition as Alara stepped through, her expression grave. "Fenrir," the woman said, her voice laced with a hint of warning. "You have no place in this conflict." Fenrir's gaze turned to Alara, and Ana felt a chill run down her spine at the intensity of the creature's glare. "Stay out of this, Alara," Fenrir growled, its voice dripping with menace. "The child and the wolf-creature belong to me." Alara's expression hardened, and Ana felt a surge of power emanating from the woman's form.

Lynx cleared his throat to push away all the pain he felt as he completed the story. "That was the first time I tasted defeat and it was all because I failed to strategize. What hurts me the most was the news I heard while I was imprisoned in the first realm. I heard my brother, the king, was killed when he tried to attack again with another group of soldiers after I was captured. His wife, the queen, died of shock. She couldn't Handle the news of her husband's death but the guards talked about Something that caught my interest. They spoke about a third realm which I don't know about. If you get out of here, I advise you to find that realm because I heard it holds all the power you'll need t

He is Fenrir Hasting, trainer of the Amory. “Hello, Fenrir, it is nice to meet you, but I am not sure what just happened. I was joking around, then felt a spike of rage, then they kneeled in submission and the rage disappeared. I keep having moments that happen, but I cannot control them like I am a passenger in my body.” The Fenrir is a title that is given to the lead trainer of the Amory. The Fenrir title runs in the genetic line. The same line produces the Jormungandr. They are usually brothers from the stories I remember hearing as a child. I wonder when I will meet him.

He looked down at me with his dark eyes. "We need to leave, Elara," he said smoothly. "We cannot stay here today." I blinked, holding the samples closer to my chest. "Why? Caleb just said we could rest. His pack helped us get you back. We’re safe here." "I am a Lycan," Fenrir explained, his deep voice dropping low so nobody else could hear. "I cannot stand being in another man's territory for too long. My inner beast is too loud for it. Now that I have gotten my wolf back from that blue medicine, I need to find our real home. A place that we belong to."