Loki Smirk Novels & Stories

I stood, panting heavily, my eyes locked onto the Outstanding Lycan who now faced me, his crimson eyes smoldering with a mix of frustration and begrudging respect. He chuckled, a low rumble that echoed through the night. "I knew things wouldn't go easy," he admitted, his voice laced with a grudging admiration. "After all, I am facing the Alpha of the White Moon pack. But make no mistake, Levi, I will make you and your pack yield. It's only a matter of time."

POV: LIAM My heart races, a mix of anticipation and worry coursing through me. 'Where?' I respond, my thoughts echoing her agitation. I scan the bustling party with desperate intensity, my senses strained to detect any trace of her presence. However, she remains elusive, her identity hidden from me. As I attempt to immerse myself in the festivities, a low growl resonates within my mind, accompanied by an instinctive surge of alertness. It is Saga, my inner wolf, stirring with an urgent message.

I scream once, raw and wordless, hoping that giving voice to my pain and fury will ease it. It doesn't help. Loki’s voice echoes in my skull before I even try and summon him. “I warned you not to try to claim him.” I don’t answer. “You got greedy, pet.” “I got smart,” I snap. “I tried to control the fire before it burned us all.” “And look how well that worked out.” A flicker of him appears in the mirror. Shirt half-unbuttoned. That insufferable smirk soft around the edges, like he’s genuinely fond of me. That might be the most insulting part.

Her boyfriend looked like a Senior College Student at their University. Nao breathe heavily and started searching for his casual clothes. But a picture of him and her shown up suddenly. Loki had a calm expression and smiled lively when she was happy. Their picture shows Loki smiled broadened while her eyes closed, which can be seen her long eye lashes and pose a peace sign. While Nao could smiled a little and showed his poker face expression as usual. At this moment, Nao closed his closet and looked himself at the mirror then started to grinned his teeth and laughed.

The body hit the ground with a dull thud. Loki stood tall now, fully awake, fully restored. And fully terrifying. I stood still, arms at my sides, masking the tremble in my fingers. He turned to me. A slow, predatory smile spread across his face. "One man," he said, voice like velvet wrapped around a dagger. "Do you think that’s enough?" "No," I admitted. He stepped closer. The coffin groaned behind him, shutting itself with a heavy slam. The sound echoed like a final sentence.

“I don’t love you, Jazzy. I didn’t get a chance to because you turned out to be a scumbag. Please don’t delude yourself, you and I are nothing. What we had is a phase I’m calling the ‘what the fuck was I thinking’ phase.” “But… we could be so good together.” “You’re a pushy for a short guy.” A male voice cut through our conversation. My eyes side-glanced, and I saw Loki. What is he doing here? “And who the fuck are you?” Jazzy asked, puffing his chest like that would make him appear stronger. Loki ignored him. “Superstar, we meet again.” His blonde hair fell over his eyes, and he looked like he was happier than a kid on Christmas.

his shoulders fell as he said that. Loki approached him and wrapped his arm around him; I laughed when I saw Lorenzo's surprised expression. He must have assumed we were enraged because he took so long to explain. "All right then, we forgive you for judging me and my twin," Loki jokes, making Lorenzo's face pale. "We're not mad, and we're glad to know you're a good kid as well..." I said before fist bombing him, and I think we've found our second friend, next to Kuya Greg.

Liam and I were still looking at him and the others were still waiting for Liam to spill what happened with the blue river pack. Kevin was definitely enjoying this moment, loving the look on my face. I had to have anguish written all over my face if my facial expression was what was going on in my mind. He winked at me and I rolled my eyes, making sure that he saw me. He was enjoying this too much and I hate it. "Guys, it seems like we are no longer alone." Loki said, pointing at the two figures walking in our direction. I sighed. My prayers weren't answered.

Startled by the voice, I jolted forward and looked back only to see this lean-built guy with pale skin and dark red eyes standing behind me with a huge grin on his face. He had his black hair styled in a mohawk and wore a handless black jacket to match, making him look like your stereotypical biker gang member or something. But something was off about him. This guy's a... "Nimue, meet Loki. My vampire associate and contact in the southern district." Jin pointed at the man, his face expressionless as he let out a sigh.

I didn’t think; I spat him right in the face, and this time, a thud was heard from the corner of the room as Loki fell to the floor, gasping for air and laughing. My heart hammered against my rib cage, and his hand quickly slid up from my chin over my mouth. My nostrils flared, desperate for more oxygen as my heart worked like crazy, but all this my body did on its own. Because I couldn’t stop staring at the intense green right in front of me while trying to wrap my head around his smile, he was freaking smiling, leaning closer. The thin skin between his thumb and index finger was the only thing separating our lips. The pressure tilted my head slightly back, but every muscle in my body held