Magne Ragnarok Novels & Stories

I could see the kindness in her as clear as day. "So, should we talk about Sage's magic then?" Magnus finally asked. Ragnar snapped his head to look at Magnus. I narrowed my eyes and studied Magnus too. I wasn't sure when he had learned of Sage's magic. I hardly even knew what she was capable of. Ragnar was clearly only recently familiar. It seemed that Ronan didn't know what anyone was talking about because he looked bewildered. Sage's face remained stoic, though she cocked her head to the side to study Magnus, curious about what he would say next.

Before Ragnar could plunge his knife into Kade's heart, a radiant white mist encircled Ragnar's hand, trapping him in place. He struggled against the sudden paralysis, bewildered by its source. Unable to move, he looked around and saw Mira, her presence commanding as she used wind and magic to hold him immobile. With great effort, Mira gestured, and Ragnar's knife flew from his grasp, embedding itself forcefully into a nearby tree branch.

Lora chased after her deranged brother who was on a murder spree, dropping bodies with every stop. "JRUE! JRUE IT'S ME LORA! STOP THIS JRUE IT'S ME!!!" she shouted at him, trying to catch up with him, but she couldn't catch anything, not even her breathe. Thomas Milner saw the carnage building up inside the room, and it wasn't over yet. He turned to the others and shouted as loud as he could, "everybody, hold on to something!" he stomped the ceramic tiling and tightened the tendons in his arms, screaming at the top of his lungs he had no intentions of masking his effort. It took a moment before the floor begun overturning, lifting the floor of the building up and tilting the room towards the

"My ancestor, the first black wolf we know of, was named Fenris. It's an alternative name to Fenrir, a premier character in the story of Ragnarok." I wrinkled my nose. "Isn't that the end of the world?" "Something like it." I leaned in closer, eager to hear more. "Tell me about it." David opened the book to the marked page and began to recount the story of Ragnarok. "I'm not terribly interested in the end," David explained. "Fenrir is the son of Loki and a monstrous wolf. His quick growth, large size, and massive power were a concern to the gods as they couldn't bind him."

However she recognized a name that was written in an arch across the top. The first one she read said Fenrisúlfr then Vánagandr, before Hróðvitnir. All names she’d seen in the research that she did. One phrase she picked out as well had a name in it. Stating that here within lay Fenrir, bound by glipenir and with blade and chain he would be held until Ragnarok. She was surprised she read it so well, like it clicked in her brain. Like she could always read it. Maybe that should have been a red flag to her, but she felt kind of excited and started to walk around the thing. That scientific geek part of her driving her onward.

It felt more powerful, and the sensation scared me. I got up and walked the quiet dark halls to my office. “Hati,” I said the name to myself as I sat down and opened the laptop. The different pages available all basically said the same thing. Sköll and Hati were the wolf children of Fenrir, chasing the sun and moon, which they would devour during Ragnarök, the end of days, the end of the world. Why was Hati coming for my son? Didn’t Ragnarök already happen? If I had more information at my disposal, I might have asked the goddess different questions. She summoned me, I had no idea how to go back to where I was and something told me not to try.

He is healing slowly. “It was always you and Theo. I love you both and my pups so much. I’m sorry that this has happened to you, Mia. I truly am. I Fenrir, the God of Hell and Harbinger of Death. Accept your reject.” He screams in pain as I scream in anguish and pain as Theo clutches me tightly as he roars in pain too. My rejection has caused his bond to break towards Fenrir, too. We are both no longer bonded to Fenrir.