Frigga Loki Novels & Stories

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.

she was annoying, the look on her face purely evil, and an underlying evil intent, like a child who has just been gifted a clown by her affluent household. The look of new power, that I recognize, the type of look I overlooked on Lucius, perhaps I was so in love with him to notice how excited he was to use his new power as the new alpha. But ever since I entered LYTHRIA it has pledged my mind, how come I was so blinded? “I am Freyja,” The sound of wind followed by a powerful force surrounded us blowing away some crops as I watched the people from Daus try their best to chase after them, I stood forcing my eyes open. Abruptly the wind stopped.

“I did not. I took her virtue to strip her of her power. Once a witch loses her virginity, she loses her powers as well.” Ian scowled. “I do not believe that. I assure you, when I took Claire to the marriage bed, I did not lose my powers.” “It is likely different for women. Besides, you are not a Seer. You can do a fog trick.” He made himself sound deliberately dismissive. Ian’s shoulder straightened. “That fog trick has saved us more than once, allowing us to obscure our presence to attack or slip away, and the feeling it invokes in the people it surrounds strikes terror and leaves them feeling weak.”

She asked. "Serve him? Even if it means betraying your own son?" Derrick asked. "Plus why would Aurora Island god of war save you? What connection do you have with him?" "He's my son as well." She said, "release me from these chains then we can talk better." "No." Derrick replied angrily, "how many sons do you have, miss Gina?" Derrick asked. "There are only two god of wars in the world and the two men are my sons. I had to volunteer to be amidst the spies sent to you so I can use the medium to expose these secret to you. Don't fight with your brother, please."

Unbeknownst to Ragnar, Lilith seeks the aid of a malevolent witch who promises her the power to make Ragnar love her. Astrid never stopped working on an escape plan to return to her people. The strange fog hasn't appeared for days, and no wolf has been found dead. She was afraid that soon, they would decide they didn't need her anymore and still kill her. Whenever she tried to escape, Ragnar would always catch her, as he swore to never take his eyes off her. But suddenly, Ragnar pulled away from Astrid and started giving more unexplainable attention to Lilith. Her spell was working, and Ragnar found himself intwined in Lilith's diabolical fraps.

Still by cunning, Loki offered to bring Hoder the ash trunk that he would use to shape the new Baldur, the magnificent and beloved god. Loki brought him a crooked trunk with a huge bump that he hid behind a veil of deception. Hoder spent moons molding a Man who would resemble his twin brother. And when finished, Loki led Hoder to the room where Odin was lying, after making him look like Frigg, Odin's wife. Hoder then put Odin's hand on his statue and it received the breath of life.

I was aware that I would need to improve if I wanted to lead this pack as its alpha one day. I understood that improving wouldn't turn me into a powerful werewolf breed, but rather would help me get better at everything. Even though I have no desire to vie for dominance, I nevertheless need to be able to defend myself. I sometimes ponder why I am Freya's partner, chosen by the moon goddess. I was aware that the moon goddess was always right when it came to how she gave birth to one of her species or how our companion came about.

I like to think of her as a goddess and as a goddess the filthy werewolves were no fit to touch her. Freya would smile curtly and chuckled when need be. She curated herself in such a way that anyone watching right now would think that she had been a royal werewolf all her life. She really was the daughter of Demitri— I halted right there on my words. Oslo had gotten into my mind. That fucker! He disengaged from the physical body contact of interlocking his arm with hers and I knew Jude was about business now. No more joking around. “Dear Freya, tell me, I heard you used to be an omega,” Jude stated more like a fact than a question.

" The elements are said to have created creatures. Rare and enigmatic creatures with strength and powers beyond the Supreme Wolf. A power near to that of the deities. Each had its own set of abilities in terms of the element they were responsible for. And among them will be reborn a goddess herself, deprived of justice and love, a bride of the Lycan god," His eyes sparkled in glee while Odin's voice seemed to reverberate in his thoughts. At first, he disregarded the thinking that the prophecy doesn't concern him, but after all that happened to him, now he understands that it was he those words were referring to, and the goddess Cybele. But maybe she too had taken a different name now, and a

Breath left her lungs in a broken gasp as the bond inverted and crushed inward. She pressed a hand to her chest. Then—lower. And screamed. Not aloud. Never aloud. Because beneath the Fate Lock, beneath the Moonbound seal, beneath the unbearable weight of his death, something fragile stirred. Life. She hadn’t known long. Only days. Long enough to feel the change. Long enough for the Moon to confirm what her instincts already whispered in terror and wonder. A child. His child. Not conceived in love or ritual or union—but in fate’s cruelest irony. The bond had brushed them too closely weeks before the execution. A passing moment. A shared breath. Power reaching for balance where it should not h