Gatekeeper Thor Novels & Stories

“It's porous.” Thor wrapped his sleeve around his hand, reached in, and grabbed the vial with his sleeve. He then held it up for Kyle to look at. It bubbled, glowing a bright green against the moonlight. Kyle was shocked that Thor had just saved his life. And he was furious at himself for being so stupid to almost grab it. "Why didn't you just let me grab it?" Kyle asked. "Why didn’t you just let me die?” Thor looked at him and grinned. "Life is just a little bit more interesting with you in it." Then his grin widened. "And after all, what else are friends for?”

we ate each other's lips as we both struggled for dominance in the other person’s mouth. While we were kissing, I grab the helm of Drax’s black t-shirt and lifts it up to undress him. Drax raises his hands and the t-shirt comes sliding off his body, revealing his white tank top. I grabs the tank top also, and in the same swift motion, the tank top comes off, revealing his sexy chiseled abs, and we continue our intense kissing.

This was a revolutionary device. The Fusion gate was built by Professor John Tanner, a man who had once lived on the science planet Kawacora. The Fusion gate can only be powered two ways, by the power of the seven swords and the Signer stones and finally it can be powered by a code which is his daughter’s touch, her name is Skyla. Before it was built, professor Tanner had told his theory to his best friend Solomon Giardo. “This machine will change the world of Falusia forever.” Said Tanner moving his hands as he talked.

No matter the cost. ****** “Please, Sir, don't fire him.” Nick heard Peter blurt out as Mr. King came rushing into the small surveillance space. “Why not Peter? He is a moron! He pulls a gun on one of my wealthiest business associates ! Threatens him! This asshole! ” His index finger was poking Nick in the center of his chest hard. Nick wanted to break his fingers, but just stood there instead. “But Sir, he did it for your wife.”

No, it wasn’t layered, it wasn’t fractured but singular and defined. And it was walking forward inside the beam as if stepping through a doorway meant only for it. Kade’s hand tightened weakly around mine and his voice barely audible. “That’s the Gatekeeper.” The beam flared brighter and the silhouette lifted its head looking directly at us from miles away.

If the guy literally gifted with calming others is falling apart, we’re officially screwed. Suddenly, light explodes across the field—brilliant and blinding. Everyone shields their eyes. When it fades, Hecate, Selene, and a massive, shirtless man are standing in the clearing. Thor. My first Norse god in the flesh, and of course he looks like he bench-presses mountains. Eight feet tall. Abs for days. A fur-lined cape. Chainmail. War hammer. No shirt. I mean… if you’re gonna make an entrance…

I wonder what her secret weapon is. Then the Council policeman's voice boomed out like a powerful thunder over me... "Thor!... Son of Viveka Andersen and Knox Quin. You're under arrest for the murder of your father, Knox Quin, The Alpha of Silver Moon pack. You can choose to follow me in peace or force my hand into taking you down by all means possible!" My brows shot up in amusement.

Markus replied nodding at Rex. When the gatekeeper looked at Rex he noticed that he had the most incredible eyes! They were gloss black and when he looked at Rex, he swore he saw stars zooming around in there! "Ah yes, most unfortunate" he said after a few seconds of staring at Rex. "Very well, you may pass." Picking up his sword, as he touched the tip of it into the grey waves inside of the portal came alive and within a few seconds, he could hear a faint splashing noise.

“Where. Is. Theo?” The guard gasped, his face twisting in pain as he pointed a shaking finger toward a heavy, insulated door marked Cold Storage. “In there… Hargrove just wanted him kept quiet… the temperature is low to keep him sluggish. Please…” Kira didn’t wait. She dashed towards the door, and immediately flung it open. A blast of frigid air rolled out, smelling of damp concrete and old ice. “Theo!” her voice broke as she rushed into the blue-tinted darkness of the locker.

Her fingers danced with incredible speed across the bunker's security control panel, which she had successfully dismantled using a hairpin and a short circuit from a bedside lamp. "You think this concrete can hold me, Father?" Liora whispered into the darkness. On the small screen she had hacked into, Liora saw Mavric Thorne rappel down from the helicopter. The man looked like a god of death clad in a black tactical coat, his face rigid with cold fury. Behind him, an elite security team moved with military precision not fantasy soldiers, but professional mercenaries paid by Mavric to do what the law could not. "Sir, the steel gate is 10 centimeters thick. We need thermite charges to breach i