Kneel Loki Novels & Stories

The power thrummed through his veins,foreign, yet somehow right. A council member who had remained standing took a step forward,an alpha: strong and defiant. “This is impossible,” the alpha’s voice shook. “No omega has this kind of power.” Eiren looked up at him, and their eyes met. “Kneel,” Eiren commanded again. The alpha’s body resisted. His face flushed with effort, and his muscles tensed. But slowly and inevitably, his knees bent. He fell. And the chamber fell silent.

Loki… had simply gone mad. I shot a glance at Yarnssa and Mili, then quickly headed toward the Sacred Dap Bridge. Loki didn’t follow this time. He only called out loudly from behind: “Sister, this isn’t a negotiation—it’s a notice. I will come to reclaim what belongs to me.” Soon, his voice drew attention. Black Knights turned their mounts and cautiously approached. But before they could reach him, Loki opened a thick spellbook, raised a finger, and vanished into the blinding light that burst from its pages.

With a squeeze of my leg, he lets go of me. “There is something you wanted to do in the club, right?” he asks me, his deep whisper rolling along my body right to my throbbing core. “I don’t know what you are talking about,” I lie, getting him to grin at me. Biting my bottom lip, I keep myself from moaning at the intensity of the situation as he moves his hand behind my arm, and pulls me towards him slightly. As my brain gives up its service for good, I move automatically, straddling him.

Dominick kneeled near me… -It's ok breath just breath baby I’m with you….You are not alone, Please Mathea just breathe.” He begged me with concerned eyes his hand stroke my back, then he brushed with his fingers through his blue hair with not knowing how to help me or what he should do or say to me.

She fell to her knees as they buckled. “It’s time,” Loki whispered. “Trust us and trust yourself.” Amber let out a howl as the pain reached a crescendo and she fell forward and dug her claws into the dirt. Her last thought was that she was going to die and never see Sam or Addi again as darkness descended on her mind.

Nina’s hands trembled as she locked her apartment door behind her. The city hummed faintly outside, indifferent to the storm brewing inside her chest. She held Dante’s card in her pocket, the ink pressed against her fingers like a pulse. The thought of the loft, of the quiet precision in his gaze, made her knees weak. She told herself she wouldn’t go back. She promised herself.

He dropped to one knee so suddenly that even the guards tensed. “Please.” The word came out raw. “I’m begging you. I know I don’t deserve it. I know I’m the last person who should be standing in a place like this asking for anything. But I love you. I never stopped. Seeing you on that screen with him....watching you smile at another man the way you used to smile at me...it broke something. I can’t live with it. Take me back. We can leave the country. Start over. I’ll spend the rest of my life making it right.” The sight of him on his knees should have moved her. Once, it might have.

His spear made a graceful and smooth curve in the air, aiming straight for Rogart's heart. Rogart chuckled at the sight of the approaching Loki. His eyes flashed with contempt and then he drove his figure forward to greet Lokfi’s attack!