Loki Mischief Novels & Stories

She concealed her hands under the table and scratched at her rash. "Are you sure? You’re acting a bit strange," Loki asked, showing concern. "Me, strange? I just uh... need to use the restroom for a moment," she explained as she stood up, but her vision suddenly blurred, and she felt faint, barely managing to grab the table for support.

I wanted to rip the entire hand off. But he writhed, twisted, and with inhuman agility, kicked me off him. I landed hard against a fallen tree, cracking it in half with my weight. Still, I rose. Breathing hard. Snarling. "Your biggest mistake," I growled, "was coming back to life." Loki charged. I met him halfway. We collided in a blur of claws, fangs, and blood. His speed was monstrous. Mine was monstrous-er. We were a storm ripping through the woods — trees falling, rocks splitting, the sky above seeming to tremble with our fury.

Loki POV So after I told my slut of a mate that I would be back in time for the wedding, I picked my phone and dialed my special friend and let him know that i needed him and 3 others to get to the Royal wedding and that before he leaves that my witch that I have been fucking for 5 years will be sending him a package this will have a potion for each them to take to change their identities and finger prints so they could make it through the security scan at the boarder then a masking powders they will need to keep it on the them and reapply every 2 hours until they are out of the pack territory, the package will also have a few hundred little mushrooms in there you will drive around the board

Loki So today is my brother’s funeral and I don’t think that realize that It a golem instead of me yet but they will soon realize it well my plot for kidnapping the Queen herself is starting to form and I know that I will be able to kidnap her and force her to take me as her second mate, I will also have her making changes to the kingdom they way I seem fit first by starting to break some of the alliances that have been formed I don’t like some of the communities that she has alliances with and I need to make sure that I can start wars throughout the kingdom because I want war I want death because that what we need we have had this for thousands of years what is the difference now why shou

Loki sat in his office with Othello downing almost two full bottles of his best scotch. 'How could I have fucked things up so badly Othello?' Loki asked sitting with his head in his hands, 'You see, I love her, I mean seriously hand on heart love every single part of her.' He moaned drunkenly and his Beta decided it was time to put his Alpha to bed to sleep off all the whisky he had drunk and it became a habit, for the next few days Loki locked himse

:so bored, lets ruin someones lyf lol :great idea. lookadis werewolf gal, she finna confess to her childhood friend, how cute. :does the friend like her too? :i think so ya :ight lets have her meet her mate a week after she confesses so she gets rly frustrated haha :oh and then lets have her walk next to her mate every morning even tho shes like, super crazy abt the other guy xd :thats hilarious! now tell the principal to have the upper floors be used for clubs so everyone will have to change rooms and lets have her class be conveniently placed next to the soccer field so he sees him even more lololol

"What about me being a hybrid? I barely understand it myself." "My dear, men are very challenging creatures indeed. The feud between the witches and werewolves are still going strong to this day. He's not thinking straight. Give him time and he'll come around," Lilith said. "I'll make him understand." A stray rolled down from the corner of my eye. "I thought things were going to be better for me when I became a part of this pack. Maybe Hunt is right. I should just go to the rogues. They understand all of this better than I do anyway."

His eyebrows raise, “Oh, I thought you would have people in your human world you call Tricksters.” “Unless you’re talking about Loki, then no.” “What’s a Loki?” Gecko interrupts. “Uh, a non...person, don’t worry about it.” Corvu clears his throat and leans up when he answers, “A Trickster is someone, usually of Elf relation, born of magic that’s known to drag a curse along with them wherever they go. We’re apparently bad luck and because of that we’re usually tormented as children, by the time we’re older we usually hate everyone and everything so Tricksters are widely known as the worst Daemonaria to put your trust into.” He finishes with a wicked snicker. It was a lot to take in but I coul

delicate looking creatures! Impossible! "Believe me Luna, our father was the King of Constancia. One of the three kingdoms that rule the Land of Lore. The other two; Lotho, is ruled by Aswangs, the shape-shifters and Grendlar ruled by Witches and Sorcerers." "You are half fairy Luna." Alta too, approached her. "That is why you have abilities unlike other normal humans. Just like Morga, you have the gift of sight that allows you to see through the future."

“I guess one drink ain’t gonna hurt ya any. Besides, nothin’ in this camp is the way it’s supposed to be.” Pete held out a cup for Roy to pour some whiskey into. “I don’t want to go on the mountain tonight either. This is creepy.” Harold was next with his cup. “I can’t argue that. I sure wish the sheep could defend themselves. Let’s just hope that old Indian scares away the wolves as well as the spirits tonight.” Melody surprised the men by shoving a glass in front of Roy and demanding that he give her a goodly amount of the amber liquid. He warned her of its potency, but she was adamant about drinking it. Although she coughed a good deal, she drank every drop.