Loki Smiling Novels & Stories

Aiden had refused to dress up as a cowboy from the beginning, and I showed him the middle finger when he showed me the wig of the queen of dragons (I still don’t understand that part) “Why are you going to dress yourself as a homeless?” Aiden had asked confused when Louis had pulled out his costume. “Homeless?!” Louis exclaimed in horror. "I'm Jon Snow, boy. Don't insult me ​​with your ignorance.” And then he had drawn a sword from his back, leaving us all in shock when he began to fight someone imaginary. "You're insane,” I had said, holding back a laugh at the mortification on Aiden's face. "Auntie, I don't want to wear that,” Aiden murmured to me when Louis was still entertained fighting

“I’ve only heard that one shouldn’t beat up a man who’s smiling at them, which I agree with. So, under normal circumstances, you wouldn’t see me beat someone up. However, nobody ever said we shouldn’t beat up a smiling dog, right?” This was Javier’s reason for beating up Orion…That he was a dog that seemed to be smiling at Javier. Immediately, Javier waved his hand at Loki. “You, come here.” Loki was now filled with fear after seeing his father get beaten up. Even though he was furious about the fact that his father had been beaten up, he was obviously even more afraid of Javier beating him up as well.

“You just don’t always know you’re playing.” He lands lightly on a stone, balancing with perfect ease. Fireflies arrive next, tiny golden lights circling him like they’re drawn to his madness. Erik’s voice is quiet, but iron-hard. “Tell us what you know.” Loki stretches like a cat. “Oh, so demanding. So grim. Have any of you considered smiling once in a while?” Ilsa steps forward. “We’ve been hunted, branded, cursed, thrown through time, and nearly burned alive. So no, I’m fresh out of smiles.”

"And you should stop talking to me and ruining my mood!" "Haha! You really want to push me to my limit, right? Just wait and see!" Looking over her shoulder, I saw Nero and Loki, walking into the living room, and the fact that he was unharmed left me smiling like some fool. "What so funny, uh?!" Loretta shouted. "Dad, is it wrong to smile in this house again?" I let out. Just like Nero, Loki doesn't like walking about with his scent, and the stressful look on Loretta's face was priceless when I said those words.

"Up! Up!' she squealed. I bent with a smile and swept her into my arms, her little arms wrapping around my neck as she giggled into my shoulder. Loki, ever the serious one despite being barely older than his sister, stopped just short of me. He reached out and placed a small hand against my leg, his face proud, trying to prove he was too grown to ask for affection. I knelt down slightly and tapped his head gently. "Strong as ever, huh?" I said with a grin. My voice was barely above a whisper. He gave a tiny nod, barely hiding the smile that tugged at the corner of his lips. Over their heads, I caught Layla still watching, her expression unreachable now, and Kyle had turned away to his sumptu

But he grabbed my arm. “Aren’t you even a little curious about the memories you’ve lost?” I glanced quickly at the two women beside me and lowered my voice. “Don’t say another word.” Loki smiled. Though young, his features had always been sharp and striking; when he smiled, his eyes looked like two dark pools from afar—beautiful in a dangerous way. Mimicking me, he lowered his voice deliberately, leaning close to my ear as he spoke words that pushed the limits again and again:

He smiled, nodding his head. "Alright. That's fine. I'm just glad you had fun." He held me tighter, placing his lips on my neck slightly. "Get a room you two." Lexie taunts, as she walks by us. I giggle, placing another kiss on Logan's lips. This had to be one of the best days ever. It couldn't possibly get any better.

Quintina could not believe that they were on the same team. Loki was dressed in a grey robe. A slight grin crept up on his somewhat handsome face as he said, “How do you do, Ms. Quintina?” Demetrius smirked. “This elixir is now ours. Do you have any objections?”

Straight at us. My blood turned to ice. No. It couldn’t be. But every instinct inside me screamed the truth. Loki. The vampire prince. The monster from centuries past. Risen. Alive. Standing ten feet in front of me, dripping in the blood of the traitor I had sworn to kill. His lips curled. And then… he smiled. It was slow. Unhurried. Like he’d been waiting for this exact moment. “Hello, there,” he said, voice like silk and poison combined. “How does it feel to finally see someone you've only ever heard about?”

" Yes... Or was it The Lion King again?. Oh no worries, it's the Lion King" A sudden chuckle from behind us caught our attention and we turned to see it was Hunter. I honestly don't know why, but being in his presence alone these days makes me flush. " You've got one hell of a kid there Iris" he said and began walking towards us. It was hard not to see his smile and happy mood as he came closer. Only God knows how visible my blush is. I dropped Louie on her two feet and checked the wristwatch on my arm.