Novel & Cerita Jormungandr

It won't be enough to defeat this jormungandr, but I can put up a fight. My lips curl, and then I push Talia away from me. She shrieks in surprise, and I can't but chuckle at the glare she sends me. Talia doesn't seem to understand why I pushed her. Not before the giant sand snake appears in the area where my mate once stood. A screech makes me wince, and the jormungandr attacks me without mercy. Massive jaws close down on my arm, and I'm flung backward. Hot liquid runs down my chest—blood mixed with green fluid from the monster's mouth.

It's perfect for me because even with his larger build and greater strength, I'm a worthy opponent in human form. Drakon heads to the center of the room with his back to the egg. I want him as far away from Pepper's son as possible. Drakon's silver eyes give away his intent a second before he charges in low. I leap over him and turn. My foot is up and I land a solid kick to his back which sends him toward Pepper.

They lived underneath the world tree and wove the tapestry of fate. Nidhogg (or Níðhöggr, meaning ‘curse striker’) was the dragon-like creature that gnawed away at the very roots of the Yggdrasil—the World Tree (the tree that held the various worlds of the Norse cosmos). In Norse mythology, Nidhogg was the primary malefactor among the many serpents and giants, and as such, his name meant ‘he who strikes with malice.'

He got up from her body and sat on his knees, both on either side of her body. He looked divine, but not like Zeus, but like Hades like there was darkness in his body and soul. A strike of thunder shone through the room, illuminating his body, and now he looked like the Norse gods, so beautiful and dangerous. She had always been afraid of thunder, for she didn’t have parents to hug her to sleep when she was scared, but this thunder didn’t scare her as she was in the presence of more terrifying horror. HIM. A sound brought her attention back; he pulled the string of his sweatpants and tied her wrists to the headboard. “Don’t, please, anything but this,” she joined her hands on the headboard.

“Even the parasite. It’s got a name, but it wants to be Kujo because that’s what you call it.” “Does it have anything like a gender? I hate using it.” “Guess you may use him, because his energy is sort of masculine.” “Why were you so horrified when you first saw him?” She searched for something on her phone and showed me a picture that froze me where I stood. It was a nightmarish mix of a monstrous skeleton dog with the Alien from the movie franchise. “That’s kinda what I saw,” she said, retrieving her phone to search for something else. “And this is what he would look like for you if he could.”

Those eyes burned like an unquenchable flame, testing her patience and scrutinizing her every move. Dragon sat beside his wife, Olivia, who exuded confidence and satisfaction as she spoke to him in a calm tone. His sleek black hair and sharp gaze made him resemble a meticulously crafted statue. Yet, what truly set Dragon apart was the commanding aura that surrounded him—a power that demanded either respect or fear. Jenny, on the other hand, wore a simple dress that highlighted her natural beauty, her wavy hair and green eyes giving her a captivating, understated charm.

His voice was a low, deep rumble in the morning air. "I am," I said, my voice just as flat. "The black one," he said, patting the neck of the beast on his left, "is a high-strung, ill-tempered, murderous bitch. Her name is Hela. She will try to kill you." I just stared at him. "The one on the right," he said, patting the other, "is a high-strung, ill-tempered, murderous bastard. His name is Fenrir. He will kill you."

She was just standing there under the harmattan sun, in front of her dusty white Range Rover looking around , with Chad. The man approached them, he stood in front of them and said nothing with his arms by his side and eyes looking into thin air. Chad simply went to a tree by the side, and broke a short branch from it and came forward presenting it to the black Goliath. He took the branch gently, then studied Chad and Roma. " peace be unto you also..." his very deep voice sounded. " who do you seek?" " Mr and Dr Mrs Okorie, ochiri ozuo one of Duruewuru gburugburu" Chad replied

They were chaos themselves! “Those are the chaos beasts,” Reiki answered. “The Wolf that devours the world, Fenrir.” “The snake that constricts the universe, Jormungandr.” “And the giant whose flames act as a furnace for the universe’s destruction, Sutur.” Mane’s heart trembled as Reiki told him the names of the beasts. They carried power like no other. Their aura combined, was comparable to that of the Reaper! How significant was that! Even the Watchers could not match up to the Reaper; yet these beasts possessed the strength of the Reaper!

Screams and shrieked erupted through the underground city but no one, except them, was able to hear it. "It's showtime!" Jordan roared as the whole group chorused with a synchronized "aye". They quickly jumped towards the city with scorching fire beneath it. Not even caring that they were landing on the ground with 10 feet distance. The Black Wolf's Clan were already used to this kind of stunt. They were just like to hear scream in the air and they effortlessly landed on the ground as they maneuver their footsteps and balance to land easily, avoiding the fire and the debris of the bomb explosion.