Record Of Ragnarok X Reader Novels & Stories

Eris’ voice rang out, her tone filled with glee at my anguish. I remembered Anna’s words about the price and exhaled; the decision was tough but necessary. It was hard to admit, but I decided to pick Snow, Leo, and Ragnar over the knowledge I sought. Perhaps the world was better off if I didn’t know what lay beyond the wall. “I’m not giving up Ragnar either. If you aren’t going to give me something I need without asking for the impossible in return, then you can keep it.” The colour drained from her face as I spoke, and thunder rumbled above. She scowled at me and pointed at Ragnar; this time, the lightning bolt from her fingers was aimed directly at his chest, piercing through his heart, an

“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

“Kaelira.” I barely heard him. Because suddenly every scattered piece inside my head slammed together violently all at once. The records. The massacre. Seraphine. The council. My father Alpha Magnus And there, buried beneath hidden agreements and erased history, sat the name tied to everything. Magnus.

she said “But I don't want to be married to anyone I said firmly “ Then what are you going to do?” she asked I stood up and went to my wardrobe, Aleksei Carmene you just signed your death wish and you don't even know yet. I picked up my note padand my burner phone and dial. “What are you doing” my Rochelle whispers “ Find out everything you can on Aleksei Carmene, his weakness and mostly what can kill him easily.” and I hung up.

"That calculation belongs to the previous winter cycles. My current contract is explicitly anchored to your flank; naturally, my office executes orders solely from your station." "The shift is acknowledged. Alpha Lube and my line do not occupy the status of sworn battlefield enemies." I dropped my frame onto the edge of the furs, my brain running high-velocity calculations through the new data. "Is your station entirely certain that his childhood cycle carried the identical neurological rot that locks Isabella?" Patricia confirmed with a steady nod. "Mrs. Scarlet logged the data to my channel. She stated the command structure imported an elite foreign healer to completely reconstruct his neu

It seems they had also caught on the depth of what the mysterious woman had said. I set my eyes on my mate afterwards only to find her famous blank mask back on her face. My mind was running faster than it usually did and I couldn’t help but feel as if this new lady knew exactly what she was saying. But then I couldn’t be so sure because like my mate, she also had the same blank mask on her face with her eyes dead cold. Taking a deep breath, I asked as calmly as I could. “Who are you?” “Well now that you ask, my name is Kiara Khorne. Cousin to Chaos. That’s as much as you deserve to know. And oh, I’m also the mate of your beta” she answered coldly

I lifted my head and saw Ragnar who was casually leaning against the door frame, his tall frame bent slightly because of his height, as though he had been watching me all along, and I didn't sense him earlier on. Before I could react, Lana took control and charged at him from the door, teeth bared, barking and snarling fiercely. I screamed at her to stop, but she didn't. Ragnar's expression changed, and he let out a warning growl that erupted from within his chest, deep and dangerous, vibrating through the walls as he stepped back and Lana backed away, still snapping at him, refusing to yield. In the blink of an eye, he shifted into his wolf, which towered before us. He let out a deeper grow

“You're not one to break your promises aren't you? Your oath? Staying true to the conditions of a lost bet? I could go on and on.” “Fine!” She turned around and stormed off, slamming the door and making me chuckle lightly. It was fun tiling her up. My smile vanished just as quickly as my mind went back to the guy in the dungeons. It still didn't seem right. Darius had never met Rora so what would he benefit if she was gone? Of course he must have heard of her considering her unique standpoint in the werewolf community but what would he gain? I looked around and something caught my eye on the shelves.

My wolf stirred, whimpering softly. "Mate." The word echoed in my mind, and my eyes widened in shock. No. That couldn't be right. The Moon Goddess had already paired me with Roman. She couldn't have made a mistake. But as I looked at Ragnar, as I breathed in his scent of lavender and mint, I knew it was true. This bond, this pull I felt toward him, was stronger than anything I had ever felt with Roman. Ragnar pushed off the desk and took a step toward me. I instinctively backed away, my back hitting the wall.

As the crowd repeats the pledge, a rise in power fills the room. “We begin with the Story of Ragnarök. Ragnarök was the war between the Light and Dark shifters. Two groups that came from the original shifters, including the first Arcas, the son of Skuld and Myrkalfr, creators of the shifter race. Arcas was not just the first shifter but the first hybrid elf, giving him incredible powers to control both the Light and Dark Elves and shifters. Shifters of all types populated the 9 Realms. As time went on, as is accustomed, people turn on each other for power and greed. The Dark Shifter Rebellion spread through all Nine Realms, infecting all species with hate and prejudice. The Norns, trying to