Harry Potter Son Of Thor Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Nothing. I just think your posturing is pretty amusing." Suddenly, a deep, magnetic voice cut through the hall, vibrating in my chest. "What’s so funny? Mind sharing the hunt with everyone?" My heart skipped a beat. A tall figure emerged from the shadows of the great stone arches. He wore a charcoal gray suit, his black shirt buttoned to the collar, radiating pure authority. His silver eyes were sharp, his expression an unreadable mask of dominance. "Father, sorry I’m late." The speaker was Peter Draven.

"Then who else is his son?" Harry barked, "Have you taken me as a fool that I would not recognize my own son?" Darcy's lips curled up into a smirk before she said, "Your last sentence just proved your first sentence was correct, Harry. You can't recognize your son. What right do you have to call my son yours?" Harry's hands clenched. He did not understand why Darcy was refusing to accept the truth when Leo was clearly standing before his eyes.

Turning around, he grabbed my hand, dragging me towards the exit and away from the pack and only family I have ever known. The crowd immediately made way for us, bowing their heads in respect for the Lycan prince. I gulped, and for the last time, I looked back behind my shoulder, only to see Angela, my stepmother, and Dash staring after me with great disdain. But it was my father’s eyes that made my blood run cold and my eyes widen. ‘Listen to me, no matter where you go, I will find you, my precious daughter.’ He said through mindlink, as a cold shiver was forced down my spine.

The camera catches his face, highlighting every sharp angle and the intensity of his focus. "He said he likes the Hulk, which is so cool because the Hulk is super strong." Harry claps as he turns to me, brown eyes brimming with more excitement than I’ve seen from him in days. "Can we visit him, Mommy? Huh, can we? I bet he'd teach me to throw a football really far!" The innocence in his voice breaks something inside me. My son is drawn to his father without knowing the truth, asking to visit the man who doesn't even know he exists. The same man who's apparently planning to marry someone else.

If Thor could progress further through his daughter, perhaps the entire planet would also undergo a massive change along with him! At the same time, an idea occurred to him. If he could find Thor’s daughter first and get the Rhea Physique, then… Thor seemed to read Osiris’ mind at a glance. He said, “Osiris, don’t even try to plot against my daughter. I’m the only person capable of retrieving my daughter’s Rhea Physique. I can marry my daughter to your son when I’m done retrieving the Rhea Physique.”

Rylan placed his hand beside mine. “I swear it with you,” he said. “From this moment forward, he is no longer our father.” I closed my fist around the blood-soaked earth. “From this night on,” I said quietly, “Thorin is my enemy.”

I asked carefully. “That’s not going to be fun,” he answered. I took that as a clear sign he didn’t want to have the conversation with me, so I didn’t press further. Pushing an Alpha, especially one already walking the edge of his temper, was never wise. But Thor surprised me. He cleared his throat, averting his gaze momentarily before returning to me. “Since my parents died… I stopped feeling things the way normal people do,” he began. “At least not when it comes to the opposite sex.”

I’m tired of correcting Harry on the Daddy front; it gets me nowhere. Mum told me that when two souls connect, there is nothing that can separate them. Just as nothing can separate mine and Harry’s souls, nothing can take Bastian’s from Harry’s, not even death. Whether I like it or not, Bastian is Harry’s father. “Don’t cry, sweetheart; you’ll make Rafe sad.” Rafe is Harry’s wolf. My son is a strong Alpha; only a child, this strong would hear their wolf at the age of three.

“I’ll be seeing you soon, Thorin Parker.” Thorin swallowed hard as he shook Daniel’s hand. “Yes, of course, your Majesty.” Daniel slapped his hand on Haldir’s shoulder. “See you soon, old friend.” Then, Daniel walked a few paces towards the woods and misted into the night. Thorin looked at Haldir and asked, “What in the hell, Haldir? You didn’t think it was important to mention that my mate is Daniel Darke’s only daughter and a goddamn psychic?” Haldir chuckled to himself as he pulled on his beard. “I had to make sure you wouldn’t try to run away.”

Another voice seizes my attention. I look up and he's sitting right opposite me. Sleek silver Blond hair, dressed in a grey suit, having a huge sign of JERK on his forehead. My fucking half-brother in the other world, who's just as legitimate as I am in this world. Thor.