Get Help Thor: Ragnarok Novels & Stories

His wolf eyes burned with pure intensity, one that sent shivers running down my spine. I have never been more afraid than I am at the moment. I tried to reason with him to reach the human inside the wolf, but he was too far gone. "Lyra," familiar voices call out. His brothers appeared from afar, and my vision was barely able to discern who was who. The pain in my wrist was growing as Sage dug his claws further into my wrist. "Sage!" One of them yelled. I'm not sure what happened, but the last thing that I saw was feeling a human hand pick me up after getting Sage off of me before I blacked out.

My mother threatened. “This isn’t fair.” “Yes, so you said.” She fixed a loose piece of my blond hair. “Now which potion?” “The one with a blue cap.” I automatically said. Shoot, I didn’t mean to tell her. I didn’t mean to talk to her. I won’t talk to her ever again. Just as I was formulating a plan on how to never even look at my mother, someone—Alpha Kent—knocked on my door. “I want to get going before night falls. Please tell this thing to hurry up.” Kent barked.

"Only those with strong magicks know it. Or that is what I was told at the Thor tree." "Faen! She is beginning the spell then." As the words left Gunnar's lips, a wind started to rustle the leaves around them. A feeling of dread lodged in the pit of his stomach. Where was his brother? Clouds started amassing over their heads where the stars had shone brightly only moments before. "Hurry, Brother!" Gunnar called to Brodi in Rhuhi, the wolves' telepathic language. "She has begun the spell." "We're close," Brand answered in the same way. "I feel the magic."

If only I knew more about my enemy, I could- “ Kronos!” He heard Arai shout. Wasting no time to look around as the group reached out to grab him. In the blink of an eye, the group vanished and reappeared in the entranceway. A soldier was standing where they had been just a second ago, looking bewildered, bronze saber drawn. Before he could say anything, Thora used another of her Tribal Trait’s abilities. Her eyes flashed, and her body began to glow silver. She extended a hand, and an arm with a hand at the end made entirely out of Mana rushed at the soldier and grabbed him. With a snarl, Thora used this hand to crush him like a bug.

I smile at the exchange. My eyes move to his father, who scans me with a gaze full of judgment and uncertainty. I automatically feel self-conscious. Does he already know I’m the weak link? Did Martin tell him? Or someone else in the pack? Can he just sense it? Lena saves me by stepping in front of his stare and smiling. “Alpha Thoran,” she says, hugging him. Surprisingly, he hugs her back, the smallest hint of a smile appearing. “How are you, dear? How is the new pack treating you?” he asks, for a moment deflecting his eyes from me.

If the fucking nightmares didn't get to me first, this child would surely finish me off. "Ahh!" Tears blurred my vision as a defeating sound filled my ears and I tried to sit up against the wall. "Open the door, Della," Hunt said in a frantic voice. "I'm right here. Tell me what's wrong. What do you need?" "I don't know what's wrong," I said, watching in horror as more dark blood pooled around me. What the hell was happening to me? "Call Lilith," I managed to say in between laboured breaths. "She can help me."

Her words were cut off when someone suddenly barged into the hall. "Kieran Anubis." A voice boomed out. All heads turned to see who it was, and the look on Kieran's face changed slightly as he watched the visitor walk down the pathway towards the throne. It was Ragnar Thorne, one of the rulers of the realm. Ragnar was a feral, pure blooded demon who was known for his cruelty and arrogance. He ruled the east side realm, and rumour had it that he bedded different women even after finding his mate.

Osiris asked, “Thor, have you found your daughter already?” He stared at Thor closely but feigned nonchalance and continued to move his chess piece. Still, his gaze gave him away. “Thor, I heard that your daughter was born with a rare physical trait. I heard that her unique Rhea Physique can help an invincibilis fighter to progress to the immortalis state. Thor, I’m afraid that there are quite a number of people in this world who want your daughter.”

His face suddenly turned serious. "Like I said, the sooner, the better. I need your help. I need the moon goddess warriors. I am not confident enough that I could defeat her, but I always think of Jaque and all of the creatures the moon goddess created!" I told him. "What about Thorin?" Nomiko asked, worried and curious. Her palm was resting on Alaric's chest, and honestly, I hated that they were showing sweetness in front of me. Couldn't they be a little bit sensitive?

“Kill the blonde one, distract Jormungand!” Antonio shouted at a few of the others who went for Serenity. Thor was back, but seemed to be torn between going for Jor or leaving. Clearly this was a shit storm he needed help with, but he seemed torn because it was clearly that Fenrir was not free of his bonding yet. He looked like he wanted to go for Surt but then he’d have to fight two giants and have a third on his back. That tactic worked, because they also rushed Hel who met them head on. Which put Jor in the position of help his mortal or go for Thor. Antonio knew what he’d choose.