Loki Cards Novels & Stories

LEON'S POV The war room was tense with anticipation as I studied the maps spread across the massive oak table. Ironville Pack. The second-to-last independent territory. Smaller than Evergreen had been, but strategically positioned near valuable mining territory. The Ancient Lycan wanted it conquered within the month. And what the Ancient Lycan wanted, he got. "Their defenses are concentrated here," Kennedy said, pointing to the northern border. "Three guard towers, rotating patrols every two hours. But the eastern approach is less fortified."

I’m hardly able to think. "The black one is Gabriel’s wolf, the gray one is Dante, and the third one represents the pack." she looks up at me when I finally squeeze out an answer. She nods and looks at my chest again. I do too, and my dick grows harder as I see her nipples like stiff peaks pressing through her bra and top. I reach up to touch it, but her fingers trace my stomach under my left chest before I can. She starts reading the names that are tattooed on it.

Lots of tricks he has in his pocket and he knows the right time to use them. The spy was first. With the spy card he could draw two more cards; he hoped they would be good. He wasn't mistaken, a dragon seeker and a dreamfort. With the seeker card, I can look at two cards and pick one; with the dreamfort I can play any world card. What to play first? The dreamfort…

🦪 DORA 🦪 “You have just signed a fight till death deal, where only one of the two players would get out of the ring alive… congratulations.” “There are three cards that signify different meanings. The BLACK card is the most common; it’s the one you get when you get invited to a fight. This BLACK card comes with a written letter, the time, and the location for your pickup, and at that exact time, you’ll be brought to the fighting ring where you’ll fight until one of you dies. After this fight, the sum of 50 million dollars is given to the winner in cash, alongside 50 investors’ 1-kilogram gold bar, which weighs about 32.15 troy ounces, with an approximate value of $130,000 - $140,000.”

However, she pauses and looks at Gemini, saying, "There's more. Consider the force in opposition. Gemini looks across at the other side of the mural, her eyes enlarging at the images of shadows. Overlooking the battlefield are shadowy entities who blend in with the darkness they control, their forms contorting and writhing. But in the middle of it all is a figure that gives Gemini the chills. She says, her voice hardly audible, "It's him." "Loki." It's obvious how similar they are. The old carvings here represent Loki, the man they have been fighting, the one who has controlled and tormented them from the shadows. His image is colossal, a towering entity encircled by hate and evil magic.

(dashed for Anya) :-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-* LOKI: I have dragged this on for long. I am ending it now. LOGAN: The earlier the better bozo...I'm saving my strength for hook-ups too. LOKI: Let's see how you crack jokes in hell. Twin sword (a pair of sword appeared in both hands) LOGAN: Uh-uh that's a blade man. Shit is getting real

said Admin and swiped in the air, the picture on display changed, now we see the cards with the blades on the side. "Cards with diamonds are the first skill, when thrown in the air the blades hidden in the cards will appear. While cards with a heart shape are the second skill, here those cards become bombs." Admin explained and swiped in the air. We saw a video where a creature threw a heart -shaped card into the air and it slowly turned into a bomb, I was so close to the force of the explosion of that card. "The third skill is the cards with the flower label. Where the cards you can order whatever you want but remember Cloud, that the cards you hold are still deadly so you have to be carefu

He didn't really give a fuck and his vibe was screaming whatever you want. “…Sure,” I said. “Why not?” I shrugged playing alone. Her smile widened. She spread the deck facedown in a wide arc across the table. “Choose three cards,” she said softly. “Past. Present. Future, but be careful, the future would be scary.” I reached out. My fingers were hovering, then I picked three at random. She turned them over one by one. Past: The Tower. A stone tower struck by lightning, flames bursting from the windows, two figures tumbling through the air. Classic chaos card.

Lorenzo stepped closer. "You want to work? You want career? You want to be model so strangers look at you? Touch you?" "I want to be something other than your pet! You are going crazy, where is all these coming from!" The words hung in the air. Lorenzo pulled out his lighter. The card appeared in his other hand. He flicked the lighter open, and flame caught the edge of the card, curling gold and black into smoke. Louis watched it burn. "You're insane."

I begged, my voice cracking with desperation, but they kept dragging me away—from the very moment that could change my life forever. “Please… let me go, let—” The words died in my throat. The doors to the pack house creaked open, and everyone turned toward them. My heart thundered against my ribs and my breathing restless from struggling as my gaze locked onto the figure standing under the moonlight. Torian Valon. The future Alpha of the Crimson Blood Pack. And then his eyes found mine. A chill rushed down my spine as his words. “Mate.”