Loki Kneel Novels & Stories

Still hoping to eventually find the one who will offer him a contract, which is why he also insisted on taking the training session once in a while to reach perfection. “Good boy, now you can stand up and put your shirt back on.” I said after ten minutes of silence. “How are your knees?” I asked as he rose to his feet. When kneeling near a dominant during a show, the submissive usually has a little pillow underneath their knees to make them comfortable if they have been good. But not during training sessions as they will only keep the position for a few minutes at a time. “It is fine, sir.” He replied as he buttoned down his shirt.

Exactly the same. He stood up. The first time in fifty years. "The Mother of All Wolves kneels to a gatekeeper," he said. "You should not kneel." "I do not kneel for myself." Her forehead pressed against the stone floor. "I kneel for my daughter." He watched her kneel before the Void Gate. The exact same posture he had knelt in over three hundred years ago. Forehead to the ground. Knees curled. Spine bowed. Like a hedgehog curled into itself.

Elaine gazes between me and the security team before bowing slightly. "Lower." I insist, and her body stiffens before she begins once again lowering herself. "Lower." "Anymore and my back will give out." She utters, the irritation in her voice is evident. "Lucky for you…” I drawl in a whimsical tone that does not match the situation. “You have flexible knees that can carry you as low as you need to go; thank the goddess for youth, huh?" "You want me to kneel to you?" "I want you to pay your respects to the reigning Luna of Dermont. Is that an issue? Especially given your almost treasonous admissions and oh…look around us, nothing but witnesses.”

Annoyed at Lozia’s tardiness, Fera walked towards the door of her room and walked out of it, prepared to simply pick another knight and have Lozia replace him when he arrived. She had just turned to speak to one of the knights at the entrance of the door when she spotted Lozia walking towards her as quickly as he could. “I apologize for my…” Lozia said, already getting on his knees as he spoke, only to hear Fera interrupt him. “Now you kneel?” she asked, with one of her perfectly shaped eyebrows raised, not at all hiding the slight mockery in them considering the fact that Lozia was the only one she had given express permission to waive off the knee greetings.

Bee said, and the guy growled, pissed. Loki, whose grin is probably everlasting, approached the big bully who calls himself Ace--- the kid who rode the same chopper as me. "Ace, what's up?" he asked and put his arm on Ace's shoulder. "Get your filthy hand off me, idiot," Ace said, and the scowl on his face grew darker. "Not making another mess, are we?" Loki asked and met his glare with a nice set of teeth. The Alligator Kid walked towards the battered boy kneeling down on the ground.

The tens of thousands of Alcide beings standing to one side were visibly flustered. “Come on! Kneel!” Lazaro, one of the leaders, made an example by getting down on his knees first. Emperor Kristopher dropped to his knees as well. “Hurry and kneel if you donʼt want to die.” Eventually, all of the divine beings knelt before James. However, it was obvious that the Alcide beings were quite reluctant to do it. Anyhow, it did not matter who they were or what kind of status these men had when they were facing someone with greater power.

But that doesn't make sense, I didn't sense him jump, he must be standing still. As Lokota is still trying to figure out where Fenrir is, he feels the vibrations in the earth that senses where he is. Lokota is stunned as he realizes that Fenrir is right behind him. Fenrir roundhouse kicks Lokota into his own reinforced wall, ensuring maximum damage. Lokota spits up blood as he falls to the ground utterly defeated.

He even broke out in cold sweat on his forehead. Liam stood with his arms behind his back. The formidable might he exuded was overwhelming as he bellowed, "Kneel!" It was just a simple word, but it was so lethal as it rang out in Leon's mind. Leon shuddered and fell off the chair, dropping to his knees.

Now a normal employee would lend a helping hand to her boss while whispering sweet nothings to stroke his ego and get on his good side. And a funny person would make a joke out of this situation to ease the tense mood, hoping their boss would laugh along. I, on the other hand, was stuck looking at his built physique. I thought Kael would have the best physique among all four of them; simply because I have seen his bare body across magazines that I promise I didn’t buy with my mum. But holy she devil was Adrien packed. With the glistening water rolling down, it wasn’t hard to note that he just had a shower. I forced myself to look up only to see his tousled dark hair that was still wet.

"You're embarrassing yourself." Chris's face fell, but he didn't move. He remained on his knees, his eyes fixed on Tris's face, his expression a mask of desperation. "Please, Tris," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "Don't do this. Don't leave me." Tris felt a shiver run down her spine as she gazed down at Chris. She had never seen him so broken, so vulnerable. But she knew she couldn't give in to his pleas. She knew she had to be strong, for her own sake.