Loki X Sylvie Novels & Stories

This couldn’t be real. But it was. I was about to marry the Lycan King. - - - Alpha Damien Blackwood stood tall and still. His face was unreadable but very handsome, I wondered if he was real. I have never seen a man look this good. His eyes—dark and sharp held me in place. They were locked on me with a kind of intensity that made my skin prickle.

“Give her your kidney, and you remain Luna. I’m not taking that from you.” He said it like mercy. I clenched the sheets beneath me until my knuckles turned white. “Lucien, the one who saved you five years ago was me. I was the one who carried you out of that fire.” “Enough.” His voice cut across mine. “How many times are you going to repeat the same lie? Sylvie injured her wolf trying to save me. Her healing never recovered, and now her whole body has been dragged down with it. Even now, you still want to steal what belongs to her?”

[Stop before you kill each other here! [Isn’t that much more convenient?] I sneered and let out a short, evil laugh while my eyes were focused on Ray. [The one who lives can have Sylvie.] [Don’t be f*cking ridiculous, Lucas.] Sylvie retorted, which shook my confidence. [Even if I didn’t meet Ray, I would never love you. I would never go back to you or your pack!]

“Your report about Helena’s divorce with Zayden was wrong, Shadow. I have given you a simple task and see, that’s how you completed it? By lying?” Sylvia grabbed a bucket of concentrated wolfs-bane liquid and poured it over the cloaked man, his blood-curdling screams resonating in the room. “I have seen her going on a date with a lycan. They are in love, master.” Presumptuous! Sylvia brought out her cell phone and played a video on it. “Meet the Luna of the Moon Howlers Pack, Alpha Xavier.” Helena and Zayden’s couple ran a chill down Shadow’s spine, his defense was weak like his trembling voice.

Loki sat in his office with Othello downing almost two full bottles of his best scotch. 'How could I have fucked things up so badly Othello?' Loki asked sitting with his head in his hands, 'You see, I love her, I mean seriously hand on heart love every single part of her.' He moaned drunkenly and his Beta decided it was time to put his Alpha to bed to sleep off all the whisky he had drunk and it became a habit, for the next few days Loki locked himse

AND BEFORE WE START DID YOU WON’T JUST ME OR DID YOU WANT RENE AS WELL? I TOLD HIM I WANTED BOTH OF THEM. So a few seconds later Rene comes knocking on the door I unlock and he walks in and locks it back he wasn’t surprised to see what he was getting to have happened so he took his pants off and stood in front of me and I started to suck both of their big fat cocks and they both were enjoying me sucking the soul of them that they both were close to exploding in my mouth I had to stop and I told them that I want one in my pussy and one in my ass now and that got into position and Loki took my pussy and Rene took my ass they positioned themselves at the entrance of each hole and first Rene sla

' ** We sat in my study, a sense of foreboding hung heavily above us as Louis began. “Hwan and I were at our usual spot, it’s a little apartment near Lunagrove’s pack house and from there we can see who goes in or comes out so it was convenient. We would watch out for whenever Kylan left then tail him from a distance.” Louis explained but I already knew all these, I had been briefed about the positions of our spies in Lunagrove. I let him talk though, it seemed like he needed to take his time to tell this, Henry's expression was stormy as he stared on, anger brewing in his eyes. I guess he had been told everything before we arrived.

I groan from the bottom of the pile at her weight on top of me. The covers pull away and I’m uncomfortably close to Sylvie’s megawatt smile, sparkling brown eyes, and short brown hair, “How do you feel? Is she awake yet? Can you feel her?” “No, Sylvie. She’ll wake up at the Mating Gathering tonight.” I squint against the bright light. My head is pounding from yesterday’s whiskey. Sylvie and Liam turned eighteen a couple of months ago and have been talking non-stop about their wolves ever since. Sylvie's boyfriend Mark turned eighteen last-week. He hasn't said much about his wolf except that he's pretty cool.

ooOoo On the day that she was admitted Lou drove her to the hospital and sat with her for a time, but Sylvie didn’t want to talk and before long they were sitting side by side in silence, Sylvie staring impassively into space. He squeezed her hand, told her that he loved her, and left. On the way home, as the sun disappeared from view behind him, he parked up at the spot where the demons lived and felt their mocking malevolence. “You aren’t going to win,” he told them very quietly, “you may think that you are, but you aren’t.”

Sulv cried as he wrapped his arms around Jun’s neck and kissed him. Their tongues played. "Ah!" Sylv cried and arched his body when Jun went inside him too deeply. "J – Jun... aahhh!" he cried when Jun pulled out of him slowly. "Mhn... mhn…!" he cried. "Ah!" he cried when Jun suddenly entered him again. Sylv’s nails dug deep on Jun’s back. "Jun... hurry up – " Sylv said and kissed Jun. "Fill me up..." he whispered. "Ah!" he cried and bit his lip when Jun’s thing suddenly became harder and bigger inside him.