Project Loki Novels & Stories

Loki said and immediately end the call. Loki is like a child. Little and random things interest him even at an early age. He would get dirty or walk a thousand miles if that is the only way to be with his "educational tool". He got it from his adventurer father. He only sees things and people as some kind of tools to learn more. He likes observing people in their everyday lives, it does not only satisfies his thirst for knowledge and some other things, but it also fulfill his role as a shadow for someone he needs to protect. Luckily, he never knocked someone out ever. Well, that's a good news.

Loki can feel the nice air inside from outside of the classroom, and she can even saw some houses far distance from their school. Loki amazed at how Nao slept in the classroom even during and after class. She just looked at him straight and didn’t know how to remind this guy to say their class was over. Loki decided to draw him in his deep sleep. She started to draw in her notebook from the straight vertical line and circular shape pointed for his face and drew some parts of his body. Then she carefully traced some of his figures with her black ballpen which could seen the detailed of his sleepy face.

I replied with a forced nonchalance, concealing the ache in my chest. Bronn offered me a bottle of water, a gesture that surprised me. "Thanks!" I muttered, accepting it gratefully. "You won't have any issues with me," he reassured, addressing the concerns I had voiced earlier. "Anyway, how's the project progressing with Jakob?" "We've completed the design and tackled several crucial aspects for LoveLogic," I explained. "Jakob had already laid much of the groundwork before I joined your office, so I'm currently playing catch-up on the coding front. At the moment, we're focused on implementing and refining the codes for both iOS and Android platforms. That's what I was engrossed in before you

“Basically, it's a set volume of space which he can move to different locations in this dimension. But the space itself exists in a different dimension, or more accurately a parallel dimension. Though I didn’t know he called it the [Loki Space]” “Loki specialises in spatial and Black Magic, more specifically illusory magic. It’s how he makes his getaways and collects intel. If he didnt want you to find him, you never would have. I didn’t think that he would tell you that, Miss Witch.” Guinevere said. “I take it as a sign of trust. He did teach me a lot of offensive Black Magic as well as a variety of spatial magic. If I recall, Platinum specialises in Elemental and Arcane Magic.”

Loki linked her mind to his, ‘Take my power Mate, use it to protect our child little wolf.’

And all of that was injected into Jax. Before Jax lost his consciousness, a deep, loud growl escaped his throat. Dr. Conrad and Peter covered their ears. While the other test subjects inside the laboratory howled as well. But Dr. Conrad doesn’t care if they howl or make noises till morning. Since his lab in the basement has a soundproof wall. So no one would know his wicked project for his wicked plan. But how long can he keep this a secret? And how long will Jax be blinded by the truth?

Loki said in a calm tone and deadpan expression that made me swell with anger. "Don't you try to blackmail me, Loki!" I shouted, losing control of my rage. "I would never. I just need you to come to your senses, Blake. Loretta has half of the pack members in her grip. But the Nobles own most of them financially…" "Dad!" Sighing heavily, Loki's expression softened as he said, "With Luna mated to Nero, your chances of running this pack is slim, except you have both the Nobles and me backing you."

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Loki's P.O.V. The skyline of Chicago loomed in the distance, its jagged edges punctuated by the faint glow of the setting sun. Loki sat in the back seat of his sleek black car, gazing out at the city with a mix of disdain and anticipation. Chicago was a place of power plays, betrayals, and whispered schemes a playground for someone like him. Donavan and Aibek were handling their respective tasks, ensuring the smooth flow of weapons and drugs through the veins of the underworld. Those commodities had always been in demand, but demand brought jealousy, and jealousy often festered into defiance. Fin was the latest example.