Loki Laufey Novels & Stories

’ He nodded his handsome head, ‘I believe so, but only time will tell’ Loki was well over six feet tall with shoulder length deep chestnut coloured hair and emerald green eyes. He was muscled and toned, a true Alpha Wolf and the females fell willingly into his bed whikle the males worshipped him as their Leader. He was incredibly good looking and his heart was pure, he was kind and generous to his Pack but he was also ruthless and powerful when it came to protecting what was his. Now he sniffed the air and drew in Melody’s scent it was fresh and new like the forest after the rain and full of citrussy undertones that drove his Wolf wild with desire. Melody had a soul that was completely pu

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.

Ash turns cautiously. Five people emerge calmly from the tall grass. At the very front, a red-haired young man walks toward us while casually spinning a small flame in his palm. His sharp eyes lock onto our team. “Well, look who’s crawling around on the ground like worms,” the young man says mockingly. Damian grits his teeth. “Loki. Why does it have to be you, asshole?” The young man, Loki, laughs sarcastically. He snaps his fingers, and a wall of fire rises around us, making the prehistoric birds hesitate to attack again.

Loki stared down at the girl standing before him. Her honey brown eyes swirled even in the dark and even if he knew that she was unable to defend herself, something had made him ask her to duel with Kayla. She looked interesting and he could read it in her eyes. There was a mystery behind those eyes and he wanted to know what it was. "Your name is Heyli?" He asked in his calm voice. His Norwegian accent could not be ignored and she wondered if he was an immigrant from another pack in far away Norway or he was a descendant of a Norwegian family and somehow, he had grown up with that accent.

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Nao just nodded "ok, go ahead, I'll be waiting here" "Thank you" and Loki walked forward eagerly and went to the nearest restroom to relax herself. Few moments later, She slowly went out with a dizzy face and stepped outside a bit, but Loki felt bumped on someone again below her legs. As Loki looked below, a young man with brown hair shown up while kneeling his one leg. "Can you be my partner?" Nao smiled while shown his palm as offered her to be his partner. And Loki was stunned for a moment.

"What are you doing, Freya? This is our buddy, so don't think twice! I'm ecstatic at the moment!" Chloe, calm down! I am unable even to consider this at this time." I smothered Chloe's enthusiasm and fixed my intense gaze on Lobo. "Freya is indeed your destiny, mate? No, That isn't achievable. Lobo's face twisted into a mask of wrath, and he fumed. "She's a Nightfall Pack prisoner," exclaimed Lupa, who was still cowering behind me and appeared shocked. You are unable to take her."

His body shimmered and began to shift. The transformation was both terrifying and beautiful. Bones cracked, muscles stretched, and thick fur—deep obsidian with streaks of silver—rippled across his growing frame. In seconds, the man was gone, replaced by the majestic beast that was his wolf, Ravik. Massive and regal, Ravik stood taller than any other werewolf on the field. His glowing golden eyes shone with a fierce determination, and his presence radiated raw, unyielding power. He didn’t wait. With a snarl that echoed across the shore, he sprinted through the rift. The crack sealed behind him the moment his hind legs crossed the line.