Harry Potter Is Loki's Son Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“And he is not a fool. He is my son. There is no way that he doesn’t know that I am here; yet where is he? Off somewhere leading a charge against us for the maniac who wants nothing but to hold the fates of every universe in his hands.” “Sigh. Why can’t life be simpler.” Loki sighed. “Maybe if you drank mead, it would be,” Ananse joked. “You’re one to talk,” Loki bit back before looking at the stars again. “I will tell the matriarch about her son’s decision tonight,” he said. “Mmm,” Ananse nodded her head.

King Scorpius said in anger as Ivo has finally returned home and told him love tale to his family members. “At least it's with his betrothed!.” The queen replied. —— “Loki, my third son!, with a heart of stone, a soul of rock and a never ending anger!.” Scorpius sang praises to Loki. “What do you want?!.” Loki asked as he had developed hatred for his father the day he saw the way he treated their mother. Till this very day he was filled with hate and anger for his father. “I want you to destroy the fairies and make them our slaves!.” King Scorpius said.

My name is Loric, the son of the Bloody Shadow Pack’s alphas. Our pack was so powerful that everyone feared my father and respected him. Unfortunately, he only had one child, me. An cursed wolf who can't even shift. The son he never wanted. What he longed for was an strong wolf, someone strong enough to inherit his power. But that was never possible with me.

Dante drew on his gaze, as if trying to catch him in a lie, but Harry burst out giggling. “That was funny! I told you that I am not my brother's puppet, why would you even think that I would do his bidding for him?” “He is your older brother, the two of you get along fine, so I don't see any reason why you would want to get rid of him” “What if I tell you that he is not my father's child and does not deserve to sit on that throne in the first place” “He is a Lycan!” Dante refuted, and that word seemed like a trigger for Harry, who snarled at him.

“What took you so long, Loki? I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.” “You were waiting to show me your broke old lover, weren’t you?” The young man was Loki Freis, the son of Orion Freis, the general manager of the commercial building before their eyes. Loki could barely be considered a member of a wealthy family. Fleur’s expression instantly changed when she heard what Loki said, and she even seemed slightly frightened. “Loki, let me explain. This is all just a misunderstanding.

Loki said and immediately end the call. Loki is like a child. Little and random things interest him even at an early age. He would get dirty or walk a thousand miles if that is the only way to be with his "educational tool". He got it from his adventurer father. He only sees things and people as some kind of tools to learn more. He likes observing people in their everyday lives, it does not only satisfies his thirst for knowledge and some other things, but it also fulfill his role as a shadow for someone he needs to protect. Luckily, he never knocked someone out ever. Well, that's a good news.

For eight years, I and my two kid sisters together with my mother suffered hell, my mother had been compelled to look for a cleaning job in a Backery here in Scotswood, Newcastle shortly after my dad passed away, we also moved to a small apartment which my mom could afford the rent. We had been compelled to go into the new apartment one year after the demise of my dad, we were forcefully move out of our apartment. Feeding became a challenge, all my father's investment were claimed by a strange woman who had proven to be the next of kin to my father, she claimed all his investments and properties. My mom told us how that the lady by the name kate was to get married to my dad, but that she was

Flipping open the folder, Tristan lowers his gaze to read from the pages within. “Harper Lovett,” Caleb reads. “Belonging to the Riverwood Pack. Daughter of the Beta Harold Lovett and his mate Claudette. One sister, younger. Leah.” As he’s reading about me, that must be my file. I swallow hard. “Not a virgin,” Caleb says. Snapping the folder shut, he lifts his gaze to me. “Tell me where the child is, Miss Lovett.” “What child?” I say. “If you value your life, you will not lie to me,” he says. His voice hasn’t changed, still the same steady baritone, but his eyes have taken on an even sharper intensity. If looks could kill, I would be dead ten times over.

The sound of a strong sigh pulled her from her thoughts. The reality is I simply want you; I do not want your money. Loki said only. He had no notion just how he was going to make her grasp everything. You know, You're fucking crazy, really crazy. Not only do you abduct me during my engagement party, but you also claim to be the best friend of my fiancé. What then is my supposed action right now? Praise you and drop into your arms, committing my lifetime love." She questioned cynically, a sour smirk adhering to her gorgeous face.