Norse Demigods Novels & Stories

His long dark hair was braided, and so was his beard. "A dwarf?" Cassandra said. "A gnome," Owlyn corrected. Cassandra didn't know the differences between the two, but she still gripped the dagger tightly in her hand anyway. "I am Nayris of Hémira," said the little creature, and for a moment, Cassandra blinked stupidly at him in wonder. "You said you're a friend," she said. "What kind of friend?"

I smiled and told them that I was also going to have a set of twin daughters and they both told me to shut my mouth before their master heard but congratulated me just the same. "If you ever get your papers come and work for me, I like you both," I said sincerely and they both grinned slightly at me as we walked towards Drorzon's home. Neither of them knocked and simply walked straight into the house of their master. I heard him before I saw him. Drorzon was a large ugly bastard with huge black horns that curled around his head through his black shaggy hair. His orange goat eyes narrowed at me once I came into his view. "He didn't kill my sweet mate, I know that bitch with the blade did. I r

Killer's Instinct, one soul split in two. Brown fur, the one who changes. False name, who is who. Values split, come together. Trapped past, light and dark. Burning desire, vengeance closer. Black flames, for the ark.) "The name Zel means Demon's Claw." Says Girod after noticing Fenrir had finished reading. "I was hoping that the rest would be familiar to you." Fenrir sets the paper down on the table and keeps staring at it. "I don't understand the last line. Everything else I can relate to."

I tell the wolf, and I see its eyes rest on me. “I doubt you know about Odin, Thor, and all the other gods. The other countries we went to never did.” I tell them. “But anyway, Odin is the king in Valhalla the home of the gods, Thor is the thunder God, and then there are gods like Baldur, Frigg, Heimdall, Tyr, and Idun. That is just some of them. And, of course, there is Freya, whom I have been named after.” I tell them, and it looks like they are listening.

“That depends on which realm you’d like to discuss.” Jessica shook her head. “Vanaheim.” “Before or after Ragnarök?” “I get it, you’re a nerd.” Malachi smiled and saw the ends of her mouth turn up into a small smile. “Vanaheim was the home of the Vanir gods, Njord, Freya and Freyr. It’s the realm of magic, predictions, prophecies, and sorcery. It’s where most witches choose to go after they die.” “Good to know you’re not just a pretty face, Malachi.”

Her cold breath brushed against my cheeks while she whispered, “This will hurt!” Her mouth opened wide, showing rows and rows of knife-sharp canines. Several jaws, piranha, snake, and monster were all I managed to think of before she jolted forward, and they all pierced my skin. Like a chainsaw ripping my skin, knives piercing my flesh, the last thing I felt was her ice-cold tongue brush over my throbbing skin as her jaws bit down even further. -- The Norns were the Norse goddesses of fate, represented by three sisters named Urd, Verdandi, and Skuld. They lived underneath the world tree and wove the tapestry of fate.

JOTUNHEIM Jotunheim (Old Norse: “Jötunheimr”) is the domestic of the giants (also known as jötnar). They are the sworn enemies of the Aesir. Jotunheim consists normally of rocks, wilderness, and dense forests, and it lies in the snowy regions on the outermost shores of the ocean. Because of this, the giants stay basically from the fish from the rivers, and the animals from the forest, there is no fertile land in Jotunheim. Those in Hotunheim, (in the Born By Power stories) will be related with the other half of of the children of the fallen Angels. (The fallen Angels bore two species of new creatures, witches and nephilims, these nephilims will be associated with the giants of the norse folk

I’ve been to the girls’ apartment a million times. Summer and her crew—Chris, Fati, JoJo—are some of the best friends I’ve ever had. My family’s lived in this area with them our whole lives. Their mom, Meredith, is the main oracle of the Goddess, and my parents are demi-gods. We’re legacy kids, born from the wolves who ended the war and rebuilt the world.

She just didn’t know if she could get her head wrapped around what it would mean if she was wrong, and what Max said was right. If by chance Fenrir was the real deal, he should be a fucking giant wolf. She didn’t mean a two hundred pound cujo. She meant like crush your house under foot kind of giant. She was pretty sure she didn’t see any giants wandering around nowadays. But according to Norse legend there were realms, nine of them in fact and one of them was where giants were from. To top it off Fenrir had two siblings, one of them was named Hel. So what the fuck? Who were these people and why did she feel like she was falling down a rabbit hole?

How? “I am Ithildin Alois the first Luna of the Druit Guard. I am a Vanir from Alfheim or more simply put an elf. Please sit, we have much to discuss. Oh yes, let me take a look at our demigod.” She steps toward us and I guard An Jieun, I don’t want anything to happen to her. “James knock it off before I knock you out you brat. She’s not going to do anything geez.” Am rolls her eyes and I guess I do look a little stupid. My instincts are on overdrive right now and I haven’t slept. I feel like I’m going crazy.