Loki God Of Chaos Novels & Stories

He looked at Cord. "Drop it, Master Forge," Elias commanded. Cord didn't hesitate. He held the black sphere of Starved Iron out over the mile-deep drop, and simply opened his hand. The keystone fell. It vanished into the dark, plummeting toward the violent, churning liquid fire of the earth's deepest chamber. I closed my eyes. Even with my scorched nervous system, I had to watch the final connection. I rode the deep sight down with the sphere. Down in the mantle, the earth's immune system was waiting. Massive, formless waves of liquid fire and grinding tectonic rock were surging upward, trying to trigger a catastrophic eruption to blow the wolves off the summit.

Vador sighed as Aleister entered the study. "Call Alizon," Aleister said."Call her now" "Yes? You called for me,"a lady in white appeared.She had a white mark running from her hair down to her forehead,her hair was black. Alizon was a white witch,she was also Vador's godmother who stayed in the east empire disguised as an old lady.She was King Alarie's younger sister who was not killed when the dark witches had attacked because they didn't know about her. Only Vador and Aleister knew about her,she was a very powerful witch with healing powers and the ability to summon souls.

Luke chides in a harsh whisper, using my full name to repeat the warning. A loud crash makes us both jump. A vase perhaps? But it was too loud, too terrifying. I imagine the chandelier upstairs crashing, the roof of the building collapsing down with it as the wrath of an ancient god we’ve angered by being cowards descends on us. I imagine Thor with his hammer. I imagine Hades riding a chariot drawn by Cerberus. I imagine the statue of Ares outside on the fountain coming to life. I imagine Seth; the Egyptian god of chaos, hurtling a hurricane at us. And if there was justice left in the world, our father would be at the receiving end of a catastrophic wrath, for once.

He roared with pride. "It’s the start of the bloody night. It’s the beginning of my era. Be prepared for hell. Be prepared for the immortal life of your Ferocious Emperor. I am the LORD. I am the Power. No one could stop me. No one could deny to obey me. Just a few days, and I will rule over the world". He shrieks while raising his hands in the air.

So Order had to settle things yet again but how? In their contemplation Order soon thought, “What if We all made one thing together and decided to leave to our own special planes checking in every so often to see how these beings are doing.” Deciding this was their best shot they approached the others with this idea and they liked it. So each of the four gods decided two gifts to give this being. Creation chose Imagination and Love Order chose Justice and Diplomacy Darkness Chose Choice and Knowledge And finally Chaos wanting to keep things being a double edged sword decided to give Humanity Luck and Karma.

I want someone who's gonna play with my tricks and techniques. Just like Mr. Red eyes. Yeah, I already named him. But, I don't know why I like him. Not that in romantic way, but in... In... Damn! I am an agent! Why am I falling for someone I don't know? This is so frustrating! What if he's my enemy? Err, maybe not. He's justy stalker, I guess. Wait, what?! How can I even get a stalker?! And now, I need to be more cautious on my moves. Specially to Freyia. Mt cousin is right. We can't just trust her because we have this saying, "Pain change people". So, I'll call her my enemy too. Officially. But, anyways... Who is H? Is he an enemy? #30 #30

Still by cunning, Loki offered to bring Hoder the ash trunk that he would use to shape the new Baldur, the magnificent and beloved god. Loki brought him a crooked trunk with a huge bump that he hid behind a veil of deception. Hoder spent moons molding a Man who would resemble his twin brother. And when finished, Loki led Hoder to the room where Odin was lying, after making him look like Frigg, Odin's wife. Hoder then put Odin's hand on his statue and it received the breath of life.

Chloe looked at her parents in turn. They were trying to figure out how to keep Jeff away from the girl named Brizella. "She's a little dangerous. Her mother is the Queen of Werewolfia, while her father is a human hunter," Chloe said. "She could be the goddess you told Chloe about," Jeanna replied. "According to the prophecy, the Goddess cannot be defeated by anyone, including vampires," Alonzo said. "I thought Jeff was just in a relationship with a normal human, but she's from Werewolfia!" Chloe said.

It was his first time conceiving such an idea. He walked to his chamber and sat in silence to observe his loom. It was no ordinary loom, it was made from various elements including bones of titans. He watched it weave and unweave destinies as it spun blue love threads, gold birth and death threads and red threads for other gods. His throne was carved from onyx and veined with pulsating veins of crystalized time. Axel sits here in silence, surrounded by floating parchments and living quills that write the ever-changing stories of the universe. Waterfalls of liquid light descend from invisible heights, forming quiet pools where memories and possible futures float like leaves on still water.

Her eyes were gorgeous, her lips luscious and her visage as beautiful as the moon. Beside him was a man in white robes, having a towering figure and good looks. Seeing them, Caleb nodded. "My lord. My lady." The man in white robes was indeed Hark Lazuli, the first son of Grendel Lazuli, the Lord of Zoronda, and his daughter Luna. Hark's tone was neutral as he said, "Zoronda's greatest prodigy has really returned, but you had to cause such a huge mess as soon as you're back. Never a dull moment with you, huh?"