Harry Potter Is Loki's Son Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Kira called for us. "WHAT?!" I replied. "Just come here before I even plan to twitch your ears!" "Kira, leave your daughter alone. This is the perfect night to be crowned Mune. Calm your tails," Loki said to my father. I'm just glad he rescued me. Argh! How could he remind me of such a thing that I hated to remember at all? I want to be the fox pack leader too. Why does it have to be Mune? Tch.

My magic was waning, and I was losing my hold. My magic splintered, and I was breathless when a dark shadow ran into the clearing. I turned to the intruder and nearly cried in relief. “Loki.” I wanted to run to him, but he ran straight to the flowerpot, to my wolves. He dropped down, wrapping himself around the trio there. Hi pup. His eyes were sad. Your father sent me. “You’re safe.” I smiled as I felt the rocks shift again, and more fractures cracked through my shield. I had to stop shifting rocks and fully focus the last of my magic on the shield.

He said it keeps him fit. The man leans forward and says with a sly grin, “Well, you are from Liddicoat, so you still don’t know, but the Lycan king has been traveling for the past two years to search for his Lost Luna. You know, that plain-looking woman with massive magic and insane, god-like skills.” “What woman?” I ask, pretending not to know. “Luna Serra Lore-Dunkerson. Although, she’s Mage Serra now if she’s still alive. You might have difficulty earning the Lycan king’s love if he is still searching for his Lost Luna.”

Five years ago, I was thrilled to tell my Alpha husband, Lucas Blackwood, that I was pregnant. But he looked at me with guilt in his eyes. "I'm sorry, Serena. Your bloodline is too weak," he said, stroking the mate mark on my neck, his voice shaking. "Carrying this pup would drain the life right out of you. To keep you safe, we can't keep it." For his sake, I swallowed my heartbreak and drank the witch's potion to end the pregnancy. But five years later, at the pack's most sacred ceremony, the Red Moon Festival, I watched him lead a delicate Omega and a five-year-old pup up onto the stage. He gently fastened the Moonglow necklace around that Omega's neck. It had been handed down from Luna to

He collected wives. I faced Loki again. “Hey...” I caught myself. “Young Lord Loki, what are the names of your friends?” He pointed to the only girl. “Aelindra.” Then to the boy with curly black hair among the other three I believed were triplets. “Ptorik.” His little finger moved to the next boy whose black hair still held a little dampness. “Varog.” And last was the third triplet with straight black hair falling to his shoulders. “Gethro.”

I still felt weak, and I knew that I hadn’t gotten rid of the potion quickly enough when I dozed off. I woke to voices at the front of the cave. “Don’t worry about it. He’ll be out for a few more hours.” Loki spoke to someone else. “Did you find out if the girl is really with child?” “It appears she is. The healer seemed to know about it. Even told me that the signs show that she’s carrying a male heir.” “Dammit.” Loki swore. I lay still, trying to focus. I knew that other voice, but my brain was too foggy to place it.

Just as she was beginning to suspect that her father had been unfaithful again, the red-haired boy hesitated, then said: “You do remember me, don’t you…? I’m Loki.” *]:pointer-events-auto scroll-mt-(--header-height)" dir="auto" data-turn-id="04dcc884-7c11-420b-9f32-1f0966f5d1dc" data-testid="conversation-turn-85" data-scroll-anchor="false" data-turn="user">

Loki said. “What are you doing? watching p**n?” His father said. "Whatever," Loki rolled his eyes before putting his phone on the table and turning back to his father who was still standing by the door. "So what about the girl?" His father said. "She was very obedient, like a puppy, thinking about it makes me remember her sighs, no wonder why Alex kept that girl," Loki said. “Don't use your feelings, I ask you to use the girl,” her father said.

She shot up and ran out of the room crying, having no choice but follow my command. It's for her own good. I can't have here hanging around in my room after I just found out my control over my lycan has dwindled. That never happened before, and I have no idea why. My name is Alaric Romanov Dmitri Graymore. I'm a Lycan, and I need a son to finally claim my throne. This is what my father wanted before he could pass down the title to me, as the Lycan King. I'd searched high and low for my mate, and when I found her, somehow I had this weird, nagging feeling telling me that this isn't right. I ignored it, and took her against her parents' will.

Loki So today is my brother’s funeral and I don’t think that realize that It a golem instead of me yet but they will soon realize it well my plot for kidnapping the Queen herself is starting to form and I know that I will be able to kidnap her and force her to take me as her second mate, I will also have her making changes to the kingdom they way I seem fit first by starting to break some of the alliances that have been formed I don’t like some of the communities that she has alliances with and I need to make sure that I can start wars throughout the kingdom because I want war I want death because that what we need we have had this for thousands of years what is the difference now why shou