Loki X Mobius Novels & Stories

Pollux then looks to the ground, "I think she needs someone willing to put up with... this side of her. The guy she's into right now? They've known each other forever but she's like a wholly different person with him." Pollux puts a hand to his chin, "But I guess that's not entirely a bad thing, I just don't know if he's ever seen her when she's being a total mess. Also, the guy she likes? He's like, the perfect human being, it's almost annoying. If I get a brother-in-law, I'd want him to be someone I could vibe with y'know? Guy's the perfect dude but he's so hard to talk to! Also, did I mention he likes her back? It's insane. Human-robot falls in love with unhinged barbarian, they make an o

He was left stumped as he realized the breeze left him immobile. "Oh, such a shame…" His broken speech was suddenly gone just then, as Mobius spoke in fluent Draconian. His eyes flashed coldly, and he sneered viciously even as Mr. Shrode turned stiffly to look at him. "Five hundred million was a good price, but you just don't know when to stop, Mr. Shrode!" "W-What are you—" Even before Mr. Shrode realized it, Mobius seemed to have teleported beside him, his jaw widening ridiculously before chomping down on Mr. Shrode's neck.

Eventually, they were tearing right through his body, leaving gaping holes behind. “I, LUNA BRYNN FULLILOVE, PROPHESIZED VESSEL CHOSEN BY SELENE THE MOON GODDESS, SENTENCE YOU, LOKI, GOD OF MISCHIEF, TO DEATH FOR THE CRIMES AGAINST MORTALS AS WELL AS THE IMPRISONMENT AND TORTURE OF THE GODDESS HECATE.” My voice held a power and authority that I had never heard or felt before. The air between us was electrified. I felt my hair being pulled upwards as if gravity did not exist to it. Moira and I combined every ounce of Vessel power that we had and sent it out to him in a continuous wave of light.

Rogue turned around and snapped his finger creating a fissure in the space time continuum ready to return to his own universe. ‘ I refuse to be an inferior creature, not to this boy. I’ve lived hundreds of lives.. I Lokison the God of mischief will never be undermined by this little bastardʼ Lokison however had other plans and decided to jump and attack Rogue from behind. “DIEEEEE YOU BASTARD!!”

And the moment I thought it was going to slice off my legs, Christian pounced on the boomerang, partially taking his lycan form, changing its projectile. Slicing through his claws, the boomerang slashed through the wall, leaving behind a powerful stench of blood. “Christian!” I yelled, gaping at him, horror-struck. He laid motionless on the ground, a puddle of blood streaming around his body. Morana inhaled sharply through her gritted teeth. “Leave them alone!” Morana cried. Her body glowed brighter, filling the throne room with blinding light. “You should be on my side, heart!” Mizkeal roared, unleashing an intense wave of energy that tore through Bond’s protection.

“Are you saying that you’re ok with her going to Tartarus?” Loki shakes his head, but his face looks more resigned than anything else. “No, I don’t. But you don’t get a woman to do what you want by forbidding her. You’ve just set us up for either a huge fight or an ice out. And I’ll be damned if I’m going to be lumped in with the two of you and be kicked out of our woman’s bed. You two are on your own.” He then turns to me, a pleading look on his face. “If you are going to be insistent on going to Tartarus, will you at least have a teleportation spell ready if we run into trouble.” I want to argue, but he’s being so damned reasonable. And I want to save my ire for the other two. So,

She missed her friend. "But....that's the Rogue Pack!" She had heard the stories about the Rogue Pack. If they were human then they would be one large Mafia family that didn't play by the rules and left death and chaos wherever they went. They were a combination, of werewolves, witches, vampires, and the outcast of every pack out there. They practiced black and powerful magic as well as the ones that upheld the phrase, 'No mercy. Death before deceit.'

Lora forgot about her washing aim and concentrated on wanting to have that strength as a provision for herself in the future. "Now look me square in the eyes." Rosaline gently touched Lora's cheek with her hand. Rosaline's body heat went into Lora's body. She let it go since there was a power transfer going on. "When I transfer electricity, ignore the glare," Rosaline added. Lora followed all of the instructions. She ignored the stare in order to build strength. "Get Lora out of here, Moon Goddess." The heart's request manifests itself as a delicate and powerful power transfer mechanism. Lora's body became hot and a touch sore as fresh energy entered her system. She lived as an ordinary pers

Coalition of Black Witches, Dark Rogues, and Vampire Lords. This was an international hub built to track their movements. The realization rendered me speechless.

Loki happily stated. Kira and Loki's overflowing joy came to an end when something near the twin's shoulders came out. It showed up right in front of their eyes. The twins cried synchronously. Amaya and Mune floated into the air. Even if Kira and Loki's strengths are combined, it has no help to put them down. When Amaya and Mune elevated to the ground, they stopped crying, but their eyes glowed orange. It shouldn't be what Loki and Kira should be feeling, but for an unknown reason, they got scared.