Record Of Ragnarok Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I mentally read the written scriptures engraved into the walls of the ancient goddesses room, my fingers caressing and tracing every engraved lines tenderly. My name is Aurora and I am the daughter and only child to Queen Melinda and King Remera Aumero and heir to the throne and ruler of the seven swords and seas of Eldrador. The night seemed completely strange, I couldn't sleep. I seemed to have been awakened by something, for a reason. I turned to the side and watched through the window the familiar sight of the mountains peeking over the trees. A mirage distorts the view beyond the window shields, and it’s impossible to tell where the asphalt ends and the ocean begins.

"Yes, this should be enough." Still confused as to what happened, Fenrir tries to recall the last thing he remembers. 'I was about to kill the demon my black flames. But the next thing I remember was waking up here. Could they have erased my memory?' Fenrir looks over his shoulder and sees Fala sitting by herself looking out into the distance. 'What happened to her? Maybe I should talk to her.' Girod notices Fenrir staring at Fala and tries to distract him. " Now that we have all of the items we need, we just have to wait for them to come into this realm before we attack."

I wanted her. Ragnar came to a sudden stop, his eyes locking on Soren, my beta. Soren’s face was flushed, sweat glistening as he ran toward us, panic written all over him. Ragnar shifted into me immediately. Soren dropped onto his knees in front of me, trying to catch his breath. “Someone better be dying,” Ragnar growled angrily in my head. “Speak!” I ordered impatiently as I wanted to return to Nyx. “Your…your highness…” he continued, breath stuck in his throat.

Only Romeo sat in his chair, elbows on the table, eyes fixed ahead. “Are the counselors back from Kiev?” I asked, but he did not move, just kept staring forward. “What, are we married now? You giving me the silent treatment?” Still nothing. Then, quietly: “How long has Ragnar been back, Alpha?” I exhaled through my nose. “A few days.” I could almost hear the crackle of thoughts firing in his head, feel the heat rising off him as the truth pieced itself together. Finally, he spoke. “Ragnar and Sorvane chose the same human.”

“Anyway, this is our first reunion after we graduated university. Shouldn’t we be talking about a more serious topic here?” Adam grinned. Aw great, that grin means nothing good at all. “Yeah, right. For you TWO that is. I’m still stuck in uni, repeating another year with some odd guy that I wish I never knew.” Taylor groaned. I giggled at as a response. Truthfully, despite everyone forgetting about the catastrophe that happened a few months ago, Skar is among one of those people who didn’t forget. Although I don’t know how he’s able to remember, I can confidently say that the Viking guy remembered what happened. Since then, we’ve been particularly close, especially when he suddenly offered m

The wind screamed above the sanctuary, and the flame at the mountain’s heart flared high once more, gold shifting to silver, like it, too, mourned what was unfolding. Nyra knelt beside him, whispering spells under her breath, her eyes wide with unspoken truths. But Ragnar barely heard her. His world narrowed to the girl in his arms, her light, her silence. And then... Everything cracked. Light seared across his vision, blinding him, burning him. And Ragnar fell. Not backward. Inward.

GEMMA I furrowed my brows. Right now, it was from one problem to the other. We still needed time to recover from the fight with the Obsidian Wolves and now, this? Who the hell was even Ragnarok? That was the first important question. George left the office, leaving me and Nate alone. "Who exactly is this Ragnarok? And why does he have such a weird name?" I asked. He sighed. "Ragnarok is a barbarian. For centuries, after his pack broke out from our kingdom, they have lived on the outskirts, having no alliances with anyone. They're strong enough on their own." He explained.

But it was like throwing ourselves against a solid wall of iron and fire. The mental pathway was completely blocked by a dark, roaring storm of uncontrolled, feral fury. She wasn't just ignoring us, her corrupted beast was actively rejecting our presence, violently lashing out against the connection whenever we tried to force our way through. Ragnar let out a sharp, frustrated breath and ran a trembling hand over his face. He took two slow, deliberate steps closer to the reinforced bars, changing his approach entirely. “I’m going to tell you a story,” Ragnar voiced out loud, his usual rough, aggressive tone dropping into something surprisingly soft, steady, and deeply gentle.

I knew I would be fighting until the end in order to defend all we had. ‘Tesoro?’ I mindlinked my mate, Aria, as my body made the smooth and easy transition between my toned and muscular human form into the sleek and strong form of my wolf, Ciro. His dappled gray fur soon began to protrude from my limbs as the transition occurred… ‘Oh, Rocco!’ she replied, the panic evident in her tone. ‘What is happening, there is panic everywhere. We have been told to go to the safe rooms.’

Freya said and Arianna smiled at her words. "If she ever succeeds in her plan, Loki would never be able to forgive himself thinking that he forced himself on his own sister. She plans to fake pregnancy and have him take her as his mate because according to what she said, there's no law against step siblings mating." Arianna said and Freya sighed deeply, placing a hand on her head in worry.