Hela Loki Novels & Stories

I didn’t know what to say if I was supposed to say anything at all. But there was no doubt in my mind that this was real; this was not Toke. I saw it, felt it, and smelled it. Loki, what a strange name. Suddenly, my eyes widened; Loki! Like the freaking trickster god Loki? He chuckled, leaned back, and started dragging his fingers through his hair. Looking down at himself, he wrinkled his nose while trying to adjust the collar of his shirt—or rather, the missing collar of his shirt.

"You see, not all witches would stand to listen to this tale. I mean, they don't care if it's your fault for becoming so powerful. They would rather kill you spot on so, hold on..." Elisa went to a shinny desk as Abi keenly watched. Elisa's hand nimbly sparkled with silvery ethereal glow and a nice silver jewel appeared in her palm. This amulet was made mostly of swarvoski crystal from the ancient era. This type has gone on extinction and only Elisa knew how to convoke them from the past. And it was known to have great effect of hiding the powerful side of someone. At least, it makes look weak on the outer view and no one suspects a thing.

Helena stood several feet away from him, she was dressed elegantly, as always, anyone would think she was calm and peaceful, but Adrian knew better. He had known Helena long before she became King Vincent's wife, and he knew exactly the expressions she wore when she was angry, jealous or pretending, and right now, she was pretending. "Helena." He called in a low frustrated voice. "You're here again." Her lips curved slightly. "I am." "To see Lilith?" Helena raised an eyebrow. For several seconds, Adrian simply stared at her, then he chuckled. "Seriously?" "What? Did I lie? Aren't you here to see her?" Helena rolled her eyes.

Amira whispered conspiratorially. It took fifteen more minutes for Zion to be declared the winner. Amira jumped down, disappeared, and went to sneak attack him too. - With Aunt Imeela’s clues from earlier, I started narrowing down some potential species. Mom’s destiny and mine had some similarities. Then there was the bit about the Goddess Hecate honoring the fact that Mom destroyed Loki. Those two clues together led me to wondering if the species was one that Loki had a hand in creating. The problem was that Loki was a sadistic fuckhead who thrived in creating chaos and causing it to unfold. He seemed to be one of the Gods who had created the most species out there.

“That’s the pack that Dad -” “Yes. I know.” I nodded gravely. “All the more reason for me to rescue her, right?” “I suppose so,” Roderick agreed. “But you still need a plan -” “I have a plan.” Sort of. “Listen, I noticed something on the demon’s hand when he teleported away or however the fuck demons travel. I’ve seen something like it before, when Dad showed us around the Vault. A ring. A Hellion ring. I think it can take us to Hell.”

"Lorna's death birthed the Void. Hekate's gift to us all, before he died." That has me stirring from where I sit, letting my mother scrub the skin of my neck raw. To hide the evidence from the world. That I am a marked wolf. Scented oils, flowers, perfumed tumeric, milk. All to wash off the scent of Rune from me. He really would feel flattered, were he here. "Hekate met his end?"

And no one could ever noticed. Loki’s right leg slipped on the ground and it was resulted to lost her consciousness. Hiro rushed and went her direction and he became panicked. Then he called Loki name repeatedly. “Loki… Loki !! Loki !! Dumbass.. wake up Loki !!! “

"I don't want to hurt you, Heyli. I need you to find that recognition. Find it, please? Once the warriors arrive, you'd be subdued, chained and thrown into the dungeon." But nothing he was saying was making sense to the animal standing before him. He knew that somewhere inside, Heyli could hear him and she was fighting for her life. "Halt! Target in sight!" Loki's eyes widened in horror.

Still by cunning, Loki offered to bring Hoder the ash trunk that he would use to shape the new Baldur, the magnificent and beloved god. Loki brought him a crooked trunk with a huge bump that he hid behind a veil of deception. Hoder spent moons molding a Man who would resemble his twin brother. And when finished, Loki led Hoder to the room where Odin was lying, after making him look like Frigg, Odin's wife. Hoder then put Odin's hand on his statue and it received the breath of life.

After Ragnarök, Loki, her father, was imprisoned, and she was tasked to keep him from getting out. “Hel? You feel familiar, like Fenrir, my brother. But earlier when I met Ryeleigh, I did not feel this familiarity.” I feel the area fill with people, the horseman, my parents, Fenrir, and most of the Alphas. When he said the name Hel, the spirit jumped in excitement. My body feels foreign to me now that she has taken control, like I am in a box. Struggling to find a way out, I call on my animals for help. My bear pushes on her confines till she feels a slow release. The cat is planning the escape and telling the bear what to do. It is amazing to feel the animals work together like this.