Record Of Ragnarok Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“I must return to my pack now. I’ve already overstayed, but I’ll be back soon.” She nodded weakly, managing a faint smile. “Before I go, I should tell you… I’m Ashlyn Sauron. You can call me Mother.” Her eyes widened a little, and she nodded again. I smiled and kissed her forehead. “Roselia, I shall take my leave.” “Farewell, my lady. Extend my greetings to the alpha.” “I will,” I said, hugging her gently. “Take care, Mother. I hope to see you soon,” Raven said, her shy smile melting my heart.

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.

Someone known. The day at campus ends at three in the afternoon. I catch Dane doting heavily on Winter as they walk several people in front of me. Sadness fills my eyes. Why am I having so many expectations on my lovers in my reverse harem? I agreed to this. I can't be a hypocrite and break the thin thread of our deal. "Hello!" Crystal jumps over me from behind! I almost stumble front! "Hey! Good that you guys joined after lunch break. I was bored out of my mind." I reveal, watching Crystal fall back to Alex. Well, there it goes again. The 'hypocritic guilt'.

"We have to." Adrian's hand found mine again, steady and warm despite everything, and for a moment the weight of six weeks and ancient bargains and blood debts felt slightly less crushing simply for not carrying it entirely alone. "There's one more thing," he said quietly, and something in his tone made my stomach drop all over again. "The journal mentions the entity by another name, further down, in a section about previous convergences that apparently didn't go according to plan." "What name?" He turned the journal so I could read it myself, and the ink, faded but legible, sent an icy chill straight through my chest.