Harry Potter Is Loki's Son Fanfiction Novels & Stories

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.”

She stopped walking and turned to look at him. "I hate you, Loki! You're terrible. You're meant to be my guardian and not my chaperone!" "They sound more like the same thing," Loki shrugged. "I am eighteen and I have the right to like anyone at all! You have a pregnant Bianca to attend to. Stop being around me," "That's it. I can't help it," Heyli shook her head. "Loki, just let me be, okay?" "Bianca isn't carrying my baby. She framed me. Her mother saw me yesterday and confessed to me."

I could feel his fear, sharp and cold, spreading through his chest like ice. Two figures appeared at the gate. They wore dark uniforms. Directorate. "Mr. Harmon," one of them called. "We need to speak with you." "I'm not interested." "It's about your wife. She's been flagged as a potential carrier." "That's impossible. She hasn't been anywhere near..." "She was at the hospital three days ago. For the prenatal appointment. There was an incident." The man's fear turned to terror. "What kind of incident?" "We need you to come with us. Your wife and daughter too. It's for your own safety."