Record Of Ragnarok Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“What’d you see for me, Haldir?” Haldir huffed through his nose as his face curled up into a disgusted sneer while he avoided her eyes. A knowing smile curled up on Mory’s lips as a tear made its way down her cheek. Picking up her glass again, she brought it to her lips. “It’s alright, Haldir. I already know how this ends. You don’t have to sugar coat things for me. I came to Norway to die.” After sipping back a mouthful and swallowing it, she blew out through her mouth in relief, finally being able to say it out loud so someone, anyone, would hear her. “And now that you showed me those lights, I’m ready.”

And then everything happened at once. The Blood Fang leader managed to break through Kael's defense. A blade suddenly appeared in his grip, and he aimed it at me. Not at Kael, but at me! My eyes widened because he advanced towards me very fast, that I couldn't dodge. The rogue smiled victoriously. As he got closer to where I stood, someone ran with superspeed and hugged me. The blade pierced him instead. A painful groan echoed through the cave, followed by silence. My hands trembled heavily as I raised his face, hoping to be disappointed. But I wasn't, instead I confirmed my worst fear.

"Yeah, I don't know how I didn't make the connections earlier, my grandma used to tell me a story at bed time and thinking about what you have said it is similar" "Oh ok" Mum started reading aloud to me from the book. "Ragnarok is a battle at the end of the world. It is to be fought between the gods or aesir, lead by Odin the all father, and the dire giants the jotnar and other monsters, led by Loki and surtr. Not only will most of the gods, giants, and monsters die in this battle, but almost everyone in the universe will be destroyed.

I wasn’t lying, though I did disobey his orders. I had to. "So, who wrote this?" Ragnor’s brow furrowed, but before he could guess, I already knew who had played with us. "You know who wrote that," I whispered, though I hadn’t meant to make things complicated. But Ragnor only cupped my face, his nose brushing against mine. "Whoever they are... they won’t escape my fury," he murmured, before crashing his lips to mine again. I could hear the growl of satisfaction rumbling in his chest as his kiss deepened. And, so do I.

I would not want her to suffer like me. Rovell, the lightning wielder, electric shocks my body every fucking day. He was the culprit that extracted all of my fangs like a mad dentist. Every nerve ending moved like wrecking balls inside of me. It broke my twin connection with Venus, which was the sole hope I clung to lead Valen here.

“Fine, but if I remember and I’m dead. I will hunt you down and I will haunt you. If I’m alive and we aren’t in a relationship, I’ll hunt you down, and then it will be your turn to haunt me.” “Fine. If this conversation will end. I will accept your terms, love. But we won’t die if I have a say in anything.” “You just got past saying that you can’t change anything. Please make up your mind. Do you have a say in this or not? I can’t believe I’m listening to this.” Ragnar dislikes arguing or needing to deal with his mate. If something happened and her questions were annoying because he didn’t have any explanations for them. Ragnar couldn’t locate the answers if he wanted to or show her how the