Loki Fanfiction Novels & Stories

In fact, he only acted out of instinct now as he'd lost all rationality. He hopped from one roof to the next in broad day light of the evening, not caring about being exposed. After a few moment, the lycan arrived at the rooftop of a building close to the arcade and quickly scanned the area in search for Kyley. He looked into the restaurant and just as he expected there was no trace of Kyley, nor the guys. He rushed towards the other end of the rooftop he was in and sniffed the air in a rapid motion, his every move full of vitality and extreme sharpness.

Loid's eyes almost fell out of their sockets as he watched alpha Brad flying to the other corner of the hall. With a confused smile on his face, he turned to look at Sora. One look at her and he was able to maintain his composure. After all, he was the future Alpha of the Dark Crescent Moon pack. “Think about hurting my people again and I will rip your balls out and make you choke on them.” Loid growled at Alpha Brad who was struggling to get back up on his feet again.

However, she is aware that this is not her true feelings but rather the work of the mate bond. “Please do not speak like that!” she exclaims. “I am merely flirting with my mate,” he shrugs. “Is that wrong?” “Yes! We barely know each other!” “Okay,” Dmitri says, clearing his throat. “Let me introduce myself. I am Dmitri Daskov, Duke of Sloria. I am a Lycan by birth and my wolf’s name is Daskov as well. In my free time, I like to walk in my garden, read a good book and perhaps take a stroll down town to meet my people. My usual routine consists of stalking my enemies and manipulating them into killing each other-”

Elric stopped at a page with a brown smudge across the bottom, which held a recipe titled "Lich Eternal". It was a horrible spell calling for items Aelfric had never heard of, not to mention a hefty blood sacrifice. It called for something called "Claimed Chimera claw", and "Horbus Moreas pollin". He could hardly make out the directions, but the notes scribbled at the bottom of the page read "Consciousness lost 8 hours. Eyes bled briefly upon waking. Stimuli are strange. Hard surfaces feel malleable, I am unbreathing, though my heart beats still.

As he held me down, ignoring my protests, the door kicked open and before I was able to piece two and two together, the waiter was yanked away from me in the twinkle of an eye. I turned my head to the side to see what was happening, the Lycan was here? Wait, what? He towered over the waiter who was now pressed against a wall, and he was throwing endless punches at him. The waiter was helpless as the Lycan was much more bigger and powerful, "what the fuck are you doing to her?!" The Lycan asked angrily, throwing punches with all his might, not stopping once until the waiter slid to the floor in an unconscious state.

After he left, Amelia curled herself into a fury ball, spacing out and replaying the same scene again and again about how her parents didn't ask her to stay and declared their decision, forcing her to comply with it. She slapped herself multiple times. “Stop it, Amelia. It's not them who abandoned you. You left them. Where there is no respect, there's no need to stay. You did a good job by taking that decision,” she convinced herself. She lay down and saw a book on the side. She was getting bored anyway, so reading a book was no bad idea. While she was reading the book about supernatural beings, she suddenly remembered the infant Lycan prince. It's not like she witnessed it herself, but she

No one should know, not even Harvey's younger brother knew that he and Lora were lovers. While sleeping, Lora looked restless. She felt like this place wasn't for her, even though she had been entrusted to the palace since birth. Strangely, no one could explain where Lora's parents went. However, there were rumors that Lora's father was a werewolf from the Full Moon pack. Unfortunately, there must have been an unpleasant history between werewolves and witches.

“It’s not a forbidden sorcery, brother. Rest assured. It will not stir the order in Erganiv. I will be held responsible if I put this domain in danger. And as for the wolf nation, don’t you think this is the best time to reclaim it?” Lord Azhir hardly shook his head. “They are autonomous for a reason. We don’t meddle with their affair unless the security of Gwiazda is at risk. It’s peaceful in their territory now. Leave them alone.” “As you wish, brother. But the female in my possession will serve me. She is not an Alsacheri but a Lycan.” “If she can replace your mate, do whatever you want.” Drite scoffed. “Remina is irreplaceable.”

“Kristi I love you, you are my best friend and so is Mace... but he needs to get his head screwed on straight, and I don't think it's a marvelous idea for him and I to be around each other for a while, especially when he drinks.” Kristi slapped Rori’s hand away from her mouth and grabbed her by the shoulders, pulling Rori into a suffocating hug. The two girls hugged and cried and laughed for a while before drawing away from each other and sitting back on the couch. Max had finished his sandwich and sat down next to Kristi, gently brushing her forearm with his fingertips. Rori played with the hem of her dress trying desperately not to think about Murdok, or the dream she had, or the shoes she

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.”