Project Loki Volume 2 Novels & Stories

It's the last fight. Red Valley survived my reign of terror the last time I was here, but this time around, I will not stop until the Red Pack is dust. Loki and walk out of the dungeons. The numbers have increased. We are all surrounded. Leading his wolves is Chase Erickson. Chase is shocked to see Loki on my side. He's looking between the both of us and doing a terrible job at hiding his emotions. "Loki, what is this?" "What I should have done a long time ago."

Loki gently traced the picture frames, his eyes overflowing with love and longing. That moment struck me like a bolt of lightning. Loki wasn't incapable of love. He just didn't love me. After decades of sacrifice, I still hadn't earned the pack's recognition, nor the love I had begged for my entire life. Overwhelmed by grief and rage, I collapsed on the spot. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the bonding ceremony with Loki. Watching Loki lose control in the center of the hall while the guests stared in shock, I called my father.

(dashed for Anya) :-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-* LOKI: I have dragged this on for long. I am ending it now. LOGAN: The earlier the better bozo...I'm saving my strength for hook-ups too. LOKI: Let's see how you crack jokes in hell. Twin sword (a pair of sword appeared in both hands) LOGAN: Uh-uh that's a blade man. Shit is getting real

Groaning I said, “hitting me won’t get you anywhere dumb ass, if anything it will make me accept leaving you here is the best choice for you, and for everyone else out of this room.” His growling only made my words more true. “Fine, then let me show other options, better evolutionary ways to get the damn mutt out of our hair, out of our lives, and restore the peace of mind?” Loki was now trying to state some facts but as I looked up at a standing Loki I knew he was trying to say anything to get his way. “No, you have to submit to me or I’ll give Sunny the okay to push you into my soul Loki.”

Running towards the back of their house on the outer part of the forest, she came to an abrupt stop. The vortex was much bigger up close. She can still hear the faint call for her name. It was, in fact, coming from inside the hole! Luna hesitated but stepped closer to the vortex. Her hair and robe blown to different direction. The wind was getting stronger as she nears the black hole. Flying leaves grazed her exposed arms but she pushed on. Raising her hand, she tentatively touched the water like center. With a gasp, she pulled her hand back and examined it. Her hand had shortly disappeared inside the vortex!

From Loki: This week I will see you Loki dropped his phone on the bed and put his hands under his head. "Ah, I can't wait to enjoy that body," Loki muttered. To be continued…

Loki So the guards came and moved me they blindfolded me when the came and placed the handcuffs and shackles on me for transport we are waiting for them to bring the vehicle around I guess, I am not sure but I was able to get the young chick that has been sucking my cock to be part of my transport team she has been gathering information for me and giving it to the rogue for me so we can start working on the plan for my revenge I have to figure out how to get a hold of Rene according to the girl he has been locked up in the same place with me in a different section of the ward and he is moving too so I guess she will have to get that information for me I haven’t been told and I don’t think th

This man was lanky and gave off a calming presence, yet Shiva knew better than to underestimate a Scholar. “Who are you?” Shiva asked. “Loki. I am sure you have heard of me before, Sir Shiva.” The one called Loki, who had started the war of two Heavens with nothing but schemes and plots alone bowed his head slightly when he spoke in respect to the one who stood before him.

“Whatever game this is it started before us.” Adam glanced at her sharply. “Eli.” The name hung in the air like a curse. Mason’s typing grew frantic. “There’s a partitioned file here something labeled Project Dormant Protocol. Password locked.” “Can you break it?” Lola asked. “I can try.” He connected his laptop to the terminal. Sparks shot from one of the side panels, followed by a low, mechanical whirring sound from deep within the walls. The lights above flickered. For a split second, all the screens changed showing faces. Not current ones, but past residents. Smiling. Laughing. Posing in group photos.

He walked away to finish wiping down the bar stools and tables. I pulled my phone from my pocket, swiping it open to see who’d texted. The G***l logo appeared in my notification bar, half of the message previewed below it. I tapped it, feeling the color drain from my face as I read the subject line: Loan forbearance period ended– Action required. “Fitz,” I called, my excitement deflating like a punctured balloon. “Yeah?” He looked up. “What's the strongest drink you've got?”