Frigga Loki Novels & Stories

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.

" 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

She had gifts. However, as she grew, she learnt to fight she became a fierce shield maiden. However, she knew she had darkness in her, but she never gave in to it. I watched as she grew. Others feared her for her connection to the God of Hell, me. We came up with the pagan story of the wolf of Hell in order to stop the human world from taking a turn for the worst. Ragnarök, as it is known, and so it worked. The pagan’s wouldn’t favour war if their omens called for defeat. I would watch as she healed wounded men and women in the shield wall and even wounded animals.

She screamed with anger. "Who are you? What you want?". Goddess asked in a dominant tone. " I am the witch of Dark Mountain. I want to avenge King Ferguson. He cheated on me. I will not let his family live a peaceful life". She flared with anger. "But you have killed many innocent souls in thirst of your revenge. They all are innocents. King Ferguson had died long back. His only son already cursed and suffered because of you. Now you are targeting against your own son". Goddess retorted back.

Freya’s POV I am Freya, and I stole my sister’s husband before gruesomely killing her. Wait! Before you judge me, please hear my story. The day I murdered my older sister started like any other day. I had quickly rushed to the hospital because I was feeling very sick that morning. I had never really believed in miracles before, but as I now sat staring at the doctor's results in my trembling hands, I realized that maybe miracles did exist. Because I was finally Pregnant.

Loki linked her mind to his, ‘Take my power Mate, use it to protect our child little wolf.’

I had always been bold, but even now, I couldn’t help but hug my knees and feel terrified when I thought about what I might have to face later. A month ago, the Silverfang family sent a marriage proposal to my home—the Frostbane family—requesting the hand of my father’s eldest daughter, Calista, for their son, Ragnar, saying that they were destined to be together. Yes, they wanted the Frostbane family’s eldest daughter, Calista. But at this moment, it was I—Lola, the illegitimate daughter of the Frostbane family—who married into the Silverfang family. “Ragnar is going to be a good match as your mate,” my father had said after receiving the Silverfang family’s marriage proposal. He found me t

Her brown eyes looked at mine for a moment before she averted her eyes in respect. I nodded my head, their excitement rubbing off on me as I too giggled when they all got excited, "oh my, we should have seen this coming!" one of them spoke happily, her jaw dropped. "Speak for yourself, I was certain at some point that Master Abigor would be with Aphrodite," Lyida interrupted with a proud smirk as she looked at all of them. One of the girls leaned in, a small naughty smile on her thin lips as she looked at me through her lashes, "what did m'lady and Master Abigor do?" she asked me, licking the top row of her teeth, "has he bedded you yet?"

I leaned forward, my brows furrowing, and stared at the screen. Everything we’d learned at the academy had indicated that Fenrir was a wolf, not a shifter. He was the offspring of Loki, the Norse god of mischief, and Angrboda, a giantess also known as the mother of monsters. The only non-animal child they’d had was a daughter called Hel, a goddess who was beautiful down one side of her body but a withered corpse on the other.