Marvel Avengers Assemble Thor Novels & Stories

"Mate!" Thor, Arden wolf shouted in his mind. Arden had to clamp his mouth shut from yelling it in the human bar that he currently owns. He could smell her before she had walked in. Arden had not understood why Thor seemed in such an agitated state until she walked in.

He placed a soft kiss on my forehead. “Are you sure you want to go home and pick up some stuff?” “I won’t have any clothes if not.” “I can take you shopping in the morning to get anything you need.” “What about to sleep in tonight?” “I can lend you a shirt,” his wicked smile was back. “Oh really, What’s with the wicked smile Mr. Thorn?” “Just imagining you in one of my shirts.” “Ok. Take me to yours.” “Are you sure?” “Yes. The longer I let the dust settle the better to be honest.”

If Thor wants to challenge my power, I’m not above playing dirty. “My people tell me this was an open invite,” I say calmly. “So I’m here to listen to what you have to say, Thorton.” I smile, hoping it looks as malevolent as I want it to. “Go on. Don’t be shy. I’m curious to hear what you’re offering to them than Russo Family.” I stress my family name to make the weasels squirm. Nothing is more gratifying than seeing the muscles in his jaw tick. A lesser man might have folded, but Thor isn’t a lesser man. If anything, the hard look he gives excites me.

I say while holding my other hand out towards this mystery guy. "Hendrix." He says while shaking my outreached hand. The same chill goes right back up my arm with my mouth hang open. He lets go of my hand and it has me wanting to grab his hand again. What is going on with me lately? I've become googley eyed over a second Prince. "Hendrix can you give Aspen a tour of the house please?" Thanos asks. "Sure! Let me change my clothes really quick." He replies to Thanos. He turns to look at me.

I thought of Thor and told my self “Who’s the bad boy, now Chris Hemsworth?” Oh my God, I now have the bolt in my hand, Time to go save the love of my life. It’s almost midnight, my family in Texas will be toast if I don’t get there and finish Harvey and his men fast.

I was scared there for a second. Thor tosses Erik in the air, exclaiming how strong and brave Erik is and what a great warrior he will be. He continues going on about some nonsense about getting him fitted for a mail shirt and his first spear when my Aunt Tethys walks into the room. “Hi, theia (aunt),” I greet her. “Hello,” she greets me with a huge smile. “Oh, Thor, you’re back!’ “Hello, Tethys,” he calls to her as Erik climbs onto his father’s head. “Been holding down the fort for me while I’ve been gone?”

I added, using my finger and thumb to measure an inch gap. “A hot Avenger, huh?” Mom muttered as she typed something into her phone. I watched, in a fit of giggles as Mom Googled who Thor was. Her eyes focused on the screen, her brows furrowing with deep concentration. She must’ve found an image of Chris Hemsworth in his costume because she suddenly grinned. “Oh yeah ... I can see it,” she agreed. We heard a light tapping on the door. Mom was busy scrolling through the images of Chris, too engrossed to notice anything else.

I asked when the sound of the footsteps stopped right in front of my bedroom door. "Nessa? You don't want to come in? "I asked, confused. Slowly the door to my room was opened. I turned my head to see who had entered because there was no way Nessa would be silent to hear me speak. Usually, Nessa would immediately protest and insult me. "I'm sorry," said a man bowing his head. My eyes narrowed to see the new person if I draw his face and body, as well as the hair-like Chris Hemsworth who played the film Thor.

Thor was obviously a huge danger. “You don’t know what you deal with mortal. You are dead when he is done with you.” She stayed where she was, she peaked around though. Thor was a massive man, tall and stocky. He had a short beard and his hair was tied back, it looked to only reach below his ears maybe.

The bedcovers were wrinkled and the room smelled faintly of cedar and anger. I checked the hall, he wasn't there. The dining? Nowhere to be found. Where the hell was he? Then I heard a sharp crash and a muffled yell. I followed the sound with shaky steps and found myself at the entrance of the study. The door was slightly open, and I pushed it just enough to see inside. What I saw made my blood run cold. Thor was standing near the massive oak desk, his hand curled around a man’s throat, lifting him slightly off the ground. His muscles were taut with rage, and his eyes were bloodshot, glowing faintly gold beneath the madness.