Loki God Of Mischief Novels & Stories

We won't be able to celebrate together just in case dark creatures take it as an opportunity to attack tomorrow. Dark creatures are evil vampires, wizards, wolves, and other evil creatures. Their king is Lucifer Monteverde, and yes, he and Francis are brothers. He became bad because he thought Francis and I had betrayed him. After all, Lucifer had liked me for a long time, but I didn't notice it because Francis is the only one that matters to me. In the middle of midnight, I woke Sophia and said, "Princess? Princess wake-up! " As I gently tapped Sophia's arms.

He did not feel like himself. “I have become a dog. Mage fetch! Let them do what they want. Let them destroy the balance, see the consequences. Then I will help clean up the rubble. You would not be proud of me.” “No you cannot think like that. Not with a purpose that great.” “It may be too great, unachievable. I want to get balance back to how it was. Mages need to be respected and back working with the guardians to protect us all. Not this! It is the Lord’s responsibility to give their mages direction, Mages guide the guardians to keep the peace, remove evil. But somewhere along the line the Lords have fallen. Misled with false impressions that they don’t need the guardians or the mages. A

His short tousle brown hair, Greyish blue eyes, sexy lips that begs to be kissed, and he don’t seem much shorter than the other guy. “Hey Angel, you’re finally back.” “Yeah, sorry about that but I was stopped a couple of times.” “Hi Angel, my name is Legion and the guy other there is Leviathan, but I know he’ll let you call him Levi. Alright Angel, while Tequila will be keeping me some company, and so that’ll mean you get Levi all to yourself.”

I recognized them immediately. The first had sharp, angular features and a cruel smile. This was Dazir—the god of mischief. His eyes shimmered between colors, like lies slipping through cracks. The second one was quieter, his face forgettable, hood pulled low. I’d read about Dazir. But the other one… The god of theft.

"Go back to the break you were having we wouldn't want to ruin your holiday. I and my father are doing just fine." Lucinda groaned. "Try to hear me out, child I gave birth to you I'm your mother!" Shelly gave her a wry smile, "You gave birth to me doesn't mean you're my mother. You're just among one of the female species that the lord used to bring me forth into this world." "That doesn't give you the right to talk to me any how you like," her mother remarked angrily.

Loki, the God of Mischief, delighted in the chaos created when vampires, Dark Fae, and any species did whatever they wanted – fuck the consequences. Imeela leaned more into me when it was mentioned that the Gods believed that Loki was behind Andrei Moretti. It made sense the more that I thought about it. For someone who fed off chaos, it would be in their best interest that the vampires lived by their own rules. It was disgusting what passed for acceptable behavior since her coven was slaughtered. Feeding rooms, forced feedings, rape, starvation, slaves, abuse, killings, and destruction. It would be the perfect fucking environment for someone like him.

replied Dolos. "He looks like Loki's character in the Thor movie," said Claire. "Indeed. Loki is the god of lies and deceit in Norse mythology, Dolos is the Greek version," replied Leon. “If that's the case, my guess is he'll give you some kind of hallucination. Be careful Leon," said Claire. "What are you afraid of, Perseus? I think I can see it," said Dolos again with a sly smile.

Loki god of deceit’s POV At age six I knew something was definitely wrong with me or my family because nothing made sense, i knew that i am a god and not some of those beings I was seeing doing the manual work and those other beings that looks just like me but there is a big difference with how they treat me and how they treat my brothers too but still it was not good, alot was still wrong like how mama treated us like we are priced stallions.

Loki said and immediately end the call. Loki is like a child. Little and random things interest him even at an early age. He would get dirty or walk a thousand miles if that is the only way to be with his "educational tool". He got it from his adventurer father. He only sees things and people as some kind of tools to learn more. He likes observing people in their everyday lives, it does not only satisfies his thirst for knowledge and some other things, but it also fulfill his role as a shadow for someone he needs to protect. Luckily, he never knocked someone out ever. Well, that's a good news.

But when she partnered up with Loki, she got defeated. "That's horrible," a guy with very messy hair said. They were asked to acquire new names the moment they joined the boot camp. No one knows each other's real name, and this boy who just approached me calls himself Loki--- the God of Mischief. And like how his name suggests, this guy is the only one who is crazy enough to make a prank against the second in command on our first day as trainees. He punched the sergeant on the face real hard and knocked him out for a couple of seconds. He got himself in detention to squat against the wall. If he fails, he'll not be getting food for the whole day. He conceded. Loki has become well-known since