Loki's Daughter Novels & Stories

It is about to crystallize and make it clear to all of them, “She is nicknamed the Daughter of the Sun.” Shocked murmurs came at the name of their King, Daughter of the Sun! One of the legends of the ancients, they hear tales about which it is not known whether they are true or not. The daughter of the sun, which is a miniature sun that walks over the earth, has supernatural abilities to erase the impact of every area it enters, burn it to nothingness, concealing its trace, destroying any kind of witnesses that can tell about it. They say she lives alone without a partner in the lonely mountains until she dies,

Alexander: I think so… listen, it's new for her too, having visions, but I think we're going to find out there's a very potent poison in this water. Josh: Alpha Drake, your daughter, my Luna, she's really powerful… Drake chuckled softly. Drake: Son… my daughter has chosen you as her brother, so you're now my son. Call me Dada too. Josh smiled gratefully at Drake. Josh: So, Dada, Evy is very powerful… I'm only just beginning to feel her within me, the connection is forming. But she'll be safe with me, I promise you both. When we arrived home, she opened her eyes and looked around in confusion.

They looked almost my Mira's age, human age I mean. " Hi! " the one supporting the other boy waved at me. I smiled at him sheepishly as the other one, who was kind of drooling tried to acknowledge my presence as well. I smiled and nodded at him. " That's Kian and Xen, Mamma. You know, they are from Chemora as well. Why did you not tell me anything? Mamma? Why did you not talk about this place before? " How was I to explain to my sweet little daughter the despicable truth behind her birth? Not to forget the loss of my own powers accompanied with prolonged amnesia.

The night had settled over the city, soft and luminous, with lights shimmering like fireflies across the river. Lucian and I stood on our balcony, hands entwined, watching the world below. Our daughters—Aria, Arianna, and Arian—were finally asleep, their soft breathing a reminder of the life we had built together, a life full of love, laughter, and the quiet resilience that only comes from surviving storms.

Louis gave a slow blink, as if already regretting whatever came next. “I grew up with my father,Alpha Jackson, I lost my mom when I was 7”she began, her voice laced with forced casualness. “My father is strong, powerful, and controlling—just like Dane. They think they can dictate my life, shape me into the perfect little Luna.” She scoffed. “They’re wrong.” Louis remained motionless. Lina leaned forward. “What about you? Where are you from?” Nothing. She smirked. “What did you do before coming here?”

Sol said as he looked at the Almazans and their staff. "At least we drove it away for now. Once Kira and Vian recovered, we should start understanding Mayari's prophecy." Luna said. She looked at Sol and then at her parents. She is the daughter of the Moon. Mayari had given her the power to protect and heal everyone in this new world. The goddess trusted her to bless the land with the warmth of the moon. She will keep everyone she loves safe, even if it takes her the life that she had.

“I am the daughter of Eva Petrova. I was born from a marriage my mother never wished for, one that bound her to a legacy of blood she sought to escape.” She paused. The room held perfectly still. “This is my daughter, Zoe. She carries the blood of both my mother and the Volkov family. She is innocent. She is loved. And she will not be erased. Murmurs rippled. The old names watching would understand. Anya’s voice remained level: “For too long, others have tried to decide which legacies deserve the light. Today, we decide for ourselves.” She stepped back. Dimitri’s voice followed—low, firm, final: “We stand together.” And with that, they faced the storm—unmoving.

Anyone who had studied the basics of Norse Mythology knew that Loki had three children with a giantess who became the mother of monsters. There was Fenrir, a gigantic and ferocious wolf, the huge serpent, Jörmungandr, and their daughter, Hel. Hel looked exactly as described. A smaller woman sat on her lap with her face buried in the Demon Queen’s neck. Fenrir nodded and strode down the red carpet as though it were he who ruled the Sixth Faction. “Who’s the other lady?” I whispered at his back. “Sigyn,” Fenrir replied. “My stepmother.”

But Arcadia and Xerxes were set in their ways. "I really can't care, it's not enough to rectify the damage you have done." Loki was shattered when he heard Xerxes say that, "Arcadia, you know what to do." He gives the go ahead and she is delighted. "Arcadia you will not do such!!" She stops her again as she was picking up the axe, "I don't know what has happened to you but it seems my absence has made your heart hard, I would deal with you later." She was talking to Xerxes but he didn't even look at her. She turns to her daughter, "Loki did take care of me even though I used him as protection while I figured the insides of the palace."

she said. "Should we get rid of her or not?" Loki asked. I started to sob. Why are they like this? "Don't you remember who I am?" I asked. "Of course we do. How would we forget about our precious daughter?" Kira responded. I lose myself. I ran towards them, planning to give them a hug. But before I reached them, Loki forcibly pushed me using the powers he never had before. It was like a power of a deity that's greater than Venus. How did he end up like this?