Loki Aesthetic Novels & Stories

“Three lines. Wolf, lycan, and witch… that is unprecedented. Are you certain?” I felt my jaws tightened. “I would not risk such a claim without certainty, Your Majesty. I watched her, studied her, and I am her father. Her mother, I loved her with all my heart long ago. I never met my mate, and I was 28 years old I had every intention of taking Amara’s mother as my chosen Luna. When I turned 30, I met that’s when I chose Lina over Athena, my mate and Luna Lina. The mate bond was just too strong. Athena was pregnant and never said a wors to me. Lina, my mate was also pregnant when I met her and never told me. one night, the same night my Luna gave birth I felt a draw to the woods. Caden was me

Loki Letus, a rich, handsome and influential man, who had an androgynous body, long red hair and of German origin, that region was close to the Swiss Alps, where he had his winter skiing business and various hobbies and snow sports. There he was, fucking another woman, a rich young businesswoman, all around him, fucking the beautiful blonde, named Ariadne Papadaquis, who was on all fours, while observing other couples spread out, she was one of his seasonal lovers, in which he offered discounts, in exchange for spending a few nights being fucked by him. The man was a muscular, handsome, red-haired, green-eyed version who had countless servants and trains and cable cars. There in the middle o

These things hold baby hydras, manticores, gorgons, and other nasties. No, they won’t kill me, but they’re a pain in the ass to have to deal with. And having to break out of a stone shell would ruin my manicure. “I swear to you that we have scoured all of the tunnels and ousted any of the nasties that used to live here,” Loki says, smiling at me. But, like always, there is this hint of mischievousness to his smile that makes me not trust him. I eye him wearily. “Why don’t I believe you?”

Loki opened the container and a black scorpion crawled out and climbed on her stomach . "what... what.. what the hell get it off !! " she scream out tryin push it off . " luvo bacaxzw "Loki whispered and the scorpion climbed up to her face . "arghhhh get off me! " she scream out loud . the scorpion climbed her face and it slid into her mouth down into her throat . "the scorpion is gonna kill the child inside her , just matter of time " Loki said and I smile , one thing he doesn't know is I have my own plans .

Then allow me to demonstrate for you what you're truly up against. Loki produced a wave of dark magic that swept across the battlefield with a flick of his wrist. The darkness encircling him grew denser and started to take shape, creating visions—terrifying delusions that warped and warped reality. Gemini gasped when she saw the figures appear in the shadows: Loki's distorted versions of her friends, allies, and even herself. With a tone full of hate, Loki declared, "This is what awaits you, Gemini." "You're attempting to avert this future. It is unstoppable. It's currently underway."

He looked like a man high on the opium poppy. “You truly are one who craves for war and violence. At the prospect of either you lose your composure” Loki stated with a small smile. He had rarely seen his partner so effusive. But who could blame the God of War. What he loved more than anything, the reason for his existence and the title he was crowned with, was finally going to happen. The god couldn’t be more excited. “Don’t mess anything up Ares. One small mistake and the only place your name would be written is a tombstone.” Loki warned “Don’t worry so much Loki. If there is anything I am good at, it’s waging war” Ares brushed off Loki’s warning with a maniacal look on his face.

He was wearing all white, with a polo shirt and white cargo pants and white desert boot yeezy sneakers, our outfits complemented each other quite well. He ordered the uber once I had finished my makeup whilst I was pre-drinking. "You look good and smell good babe", he complimented me as we were walking out the building. "Thank you", I responded getting into the uber and connecting the aux. "SpongeBob pet Gary, I'm a slimy mother fucker, Lookin' for a fairly odd mother like my name Crocker, green goblin not the grinch, stealin' out the stockings, how to dance , the chick from grease the pots stole made from crocker, oh the teeny bop pull up like a diaper on a toddler (huh, huh) strong like a

Loki POV So after I told my slut of a mate that I would be back in time for the wedding, I picked my phone and dialed my special friend and let him know that i needed him and 3 others to get to the Royal wedding and that before he leaves that my witch that I have been fucking for 5 years will be sending him a package this will have a potion for each them to take to change their identities and finger prints so they could make it through the security scan at the boarder then a masking powders they will need to keep it on the them and reapply every 2 hours until they are out of the pack territory, the package will also have a few hundred little mushrooms in there you will drive around the board

He was in fact a girl but the fact that he was cross-dressing and hiding his identity as a girl was by the way now as I stared and stared and got lost in the sheer beauty that was her. She was pretty, insanely pretty with her gold hair, her doe eyes that were enthralling and had me captivated even though I was standing quite a distance from her, and her face that look almost translucent and glassy and made me want to run my hands over them. Loki was prancing within me, excited as fuck as we stared at the girl that was only fit to be by our sides, at the girl with the untamed beauty, at the prospect of claiming her and marking her as ours.

The stone lid of the coffin slid open with a low grinding roar. I raised the torch higher. There he was. Loki. The Vampire Prince. Unmoving. Unbreathing. Ageless. He looked like marble carved by hands too perfect for this world. His skin was pale and smooth, the kind of pale that meant cold. His long hair was white as moonlight, flowing around his shoulders like silk. His eyes were shut, lashes too long, too still. But even in sleep, he was beautiful—dangerously, impossibly beautiful. I took a step back, instinct telling me to run.