Record Of Ragnarok Mc Novels & Stories

A voice said from the outside part of the dungeon that was dark. Ayra growled out “let me go, it was a mistake that I trespassed into your territory”. There was a slight chuckle “but my Alpha doesn't understand that, it's pack rules and we all have to obey them, all Rogues that have trespassed into the Moon Crest pack would face judgement and if found guilty would finally face death though I know that in your case it would be death as the Alpha has been feeling so cranky recently” his ominous tone made Ayracs breath to hitch in her chest.

Madam Amelia seemed to know this as she nodded her head at me. “Now what? You can’t break your vow. What will you do? You can’t have a Wolf Rider running around Astoria.” There it was. She knew what her daughter was. The half human part of it was the least of it. The fact that she was a Rider—a creature that could control a werewolf with a simple command. A creature that ruined my family's life. A creature, who must be destroyed before it gains power. There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria.

"But someone has done this for a reason and we need to find out that reason." "Well, there is one slight issue." Dagmar interjected. "The block has been weakened." "What do you mean by weakened?" Lucas's eyes narrowed, a darkness filling them that had the whole room shifting uncomfortably. Except for Dagmar. The old crone was a granite force, unmoving as the room seemed to darken with Lucas' mood. Icy blue eyes remained transfixed on the werewolf, hard as ever and sharper than any physical blade. Despite her weathered and worn appearance, Dagmar stood her ground, unfazed and unimpressed.

BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBB Interior, The Kandid Bar and Grill, Kanid, Iowa. By the time Rooster walked inside, he could see the tension had already been palpable with the way Brick stood face-to-face with the leader of the other gang of human bikers known throughout their territory as Badgers. The original idea behind the group was the Honey Badger, but the prospect of adding "Honey" to a logo wasn't too intimidating so Badgers M.C. was as close as they got. Brick had a rather peculiar history with the leader of the gang, Ken Marshal as both served in Iraq and on the same unit, but never truly got along unless they needed to watch each other's back d

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.

They wanted the shrine so they could cast a spell on me and take the Moon Guardian power. And they were willing to bury this sea with blood to get it. A rogue tackled me from behind, and I hit the stone floor so hard. Pain exploded through my shoulder. Before I could recover, large claws aimed toward my chest. Unable to get up quickly, I made up my mind that I won't survive the attack. But suddenly, the rogue flew sideways and crashed heavily onto the rock. A familiar black wolf slammed into him with devastating force. My breathing stopped when I saw him. Kael!

I stare back at him with the same burning fury, "I said, I'm disappointed that Marcus isn't here today. I enjoyed watching him last time." RIP ZARA ಥ‿ಥ ​​​​ Next chapter will be updated soon. Please vote and comment and let me know how y'all feel!! I PURPLE YOU <3

the blonde haired girl introduced herself to Isabella and shook her hand with her. "Hi! I'm Aurora Valenti and yes I'm new admission." Isabella lied swiftly and mentally patted herself for practicing whole night of her name but it still felt foreign to her. "Nice name Aurora, it suits your personality." Camilla said to which she gave her a fake smile just like her identity. "Hey I'm here too." the boy said whining gaining the both of the girls attention. "I'm Neel Malhotra and I'm from India." he introduced himself extending his hand towards Isabella and she looked at him amusingly. She shook his hand but didn't feel the spark just how like she feels when Nicholas touches her.

I stared at her in shock before narrowing my eyes on her, biting my lower lip to control myself from calling anything but Makaria because I knew she was the only way back home. "Just watch." She said monotonously, not sparing me a single glance because my gaze was cursing her enough even though no words left my mouth. Fuck, I couldn't even blame her. I sighed and looked back at them. Ragnar was already so weak by the depression that was gnawing at his mental health, draining him physically and now they gave him a potion to get sick as well. Anyone who went through all of this would definitely go insane and that was he was a menace now.

But it was there. Clear as day. The thoughts settled into her head, settling gently— sinking into her slow and steadily. First she’d been diagnosed with a brain tumor. Out of nowhere. And not just any tumor—one that required a disgusting amount of money to treat. Then Seraphina, her best friend, had suggested something. Something bold and risky. The Mafia submissive auction. Where men didn’t just bid—they bought women for pleasure for a duration of time. And somehow, of all the people in that dark room, Jerald had become her Master. The cold, harsh, and controlling Jerald.