Loki Ragnarok Novels & Stories

Who the fuck is this bastard. ‘Who is this jackass Duron?’ I link him and hope he has a clear enough head to respond as he can see the damage he is causing. ‘Fenrir son of Loki the god of mischief.’ Duron links back, growling. Great this asshole comes from the gods. Cyrus

Knowing one of Matthew’s punches can crack Noso’s incredibly tough armour, Rain certainly didn’t want to be on the receiving end of it. “The name doesn’t sound familiar. Who is he?” “Loki is an ancient great wizard who’s thousands of years old. Platinum told me that many of the wars were caused by him fiddling in the background.” “So he’s a bastard then?” “He kidnapped Rose and hid somewhere. If I can find a clue to where he is, I’ll track him down. But for now, I can’t even go out looking for anything without being targeted. Hiding my face and presence won’t be enough to go completely under the radar. One by one, I will settle matters thoroughly.”

"Don't think it will be easy. Wherever you go, a day in Russvik will feel like a cozy little festival." He paused to let the words sink in. According to someone else, Ragnar may have exaggerated the words to surprise them, but he could tell from Haakon that they were cold, simple words. “You can be selected for the next level of training. Assuming you can get through the Morkai Gate. Ragnar didn't like that voice. In his national legend, Morkai Rus raised a dog with two heads. He guards the lowest gates of hell. A look around the clawed brothers showed that the name had nothing to do with its meaning. "How do we get there, boss?" kilask. Ragnar could hear her trying her best to sound cheerfu

Tears streamed down her face, and she couldn’t contain her sobs, at the sight of Thor lying bloodied on the floor. “I won’t hurt Nick,” he hissed. “He’s the brother of the devil, and I’m sure my actions will please both him and his brother.” “Drago doesn’t care about you,” he whispered menacingly in her ear, “You will be my sacrifice to him, you will see,” Madchen stilled herself for a moment.What the hell was he talking about, the devil. He had lost his everloving mind, she ascertained, and she was to be the target of Jason’s maniacal fantasies.

"Didn't that seven year old then become your best friend?" "Yeah. Three weeks' after you shouting at him, he actually introduced himself to me. His name was Luca but he left the pack when he was seventeen after he found his mate. I don't know where he is these days," I sighed. I was happy that Luca was living happily somewhere and that he had his mate, he managed to get out before the destruction was upon us. "He's part of Darkness. He's a guard for Alpha James," Link replied and just like that I wasn't so happy that he was alive. "Luca Cooper, right?"

he called, "The settlement is under attack. We've been invaded. The troops have gone upfront to the heat of the battle, but we need you and Huncho there as well because he is—” A loud and guttural growl reverberated through the air, interrupting U.T. It was a sound Astrid knew all too well—the unmistakable roar of a powerful lycan. Only one person was capable of such destruction. Her fists clenched at her sides, "He is here," she declared, her voice low, "Ragnar is here.” -:- The sound of wolf-skin being teared apart filled the air once more. That was it. Ragnar had killed another one.

It has to be him, behind the anonymous messages, the only one that knows my secret, exposed me to the pack so that he could have me for himself. I shove him back, shaking with anger. Ragnar steps back. He lifts an eyebrow. "Not exactly the thank you I was expecting, seeing as I saved you from certain death." "You're no different! You only want something from me." "Now it doesn't have to be like that," Ragnar says, his voice dripping with silk, even as he bends to pick up the knife. "Greater things are at stake. Half of my territory are being invaded by a bunch of rogues. The Red fang, crimson moon pack..." He pauses, stepping closer, his fingers tracing down my cheeks almost delicately.

It felt more powerful, and the sensation scared me. I got up and walked the quiet dark halls to my office. “Hati,” I said the name to myself as I sat down and opened the laptop. The different pages available all basically said the same thing. Sköll and Hati were the wolf children of Fenrir, chasing the sun and moon, which they would devour during Ragnarök, the end of days, the end of the world. Why was Hati coming for my son? Didn’t Ragnarök already happen? If I had more information at my disposal, I might have asked the goddess different questions. She summoned me, I had no idea how to go back to where I was and something told me not to try.

Elric stopped at a page with a brown smudge across the bottom, which held a recipe titled "Lich Eternal". It was a horrible spell calling for items Aelfric had never heard of, not to mention a hefty blood sacrifice. It called for something called "Claimed Chimera claw", and "Horbus Moreas pollin". He could hardly make out the directions, but the notes scribbled at the bottom of the page read "Consciousness lost 8 hours. Eyes bled briefly upon waking. Stimuli are strange. Hard surfaces feel malleable, I am unbreathing, though my heart beats still.

They give off the same vibes, so I think he'll be fine. "By the way," Loki and I both stared at him as he wiped his hand and held it out in front of us. "By the way, my name is Lorenzo Rondilla," he introduced himself. Loki quickly extended his hand for a handshake. "Hello Lorenzo, my name is Loki," Loki introduced himself. After Loki had finished, I shook his hand. "My name is Thor, and it's a pleasure to meet you, Lorenzo," I said briefly before letting go of his hand.