Records Ragnarok Novels & Stories

“What do we know about Sorava and her new army?@ Ragnar stepped forward pointing at distinct areas on the map we had spread out on the boardroom table. “well we know that she is camping out at the northern reach, which is close to the moon Crimson pack. I am in close contact with their alpha and he is very petrified of her. he said that the men that he sends to spy on her never return, but we know where she is. However, the number of men she has and what exactly she's planning is still unknown to us.” My eyes rolled as I paced the room. “Fucking hell. we should have just killed this damn woman when we had the chance.” Ragnar chuckled beneath his breath. “I can't believe we both fell for her.

Ryker mutters, walking away, barking out orders to Ragnar's minions. I turn away from the battle scene, feeling sick. A weapon that could kill an immortal? I shake my head. That had to be the random rambles of a dying man. The look on Ragnar's face, however, when I went back to him was cold and calculating, his lips set in a frown, eyes locked on where the last rogue had fallen. He doesn't even bother to retrieve his scythe, which is impaled in a tree bark a few feet away.

Ragnar glanced at me. “But the time you logged in was clearly during working hours.” “I asked my assistant to help me play.” I was speechless. “And how can you instruct your assistant to do such a thing?” “I will raise his salary every time he defeats the captain.” I was speechless again. The rich were willful. They were truly perverse. I got up and went to the lounge chair next to Ragnar. I took out my mobile phone and logged into the server. As soon as I entered, I received an invitation from Alpha, inviting me to the district square.

It's been such a long time and I'm done leaving him to enjoy his peace. "I repeat! Who are you?" He asked feeling a bit of uneasiness. I haven't even began. "Let me start with a little introduction. My name is Mia. Mia Alexandra Carson. Does that last name ring a bell or not?" "Carson?" He was deliberating "I used a fake face, entered school and your bullshit son thought he could make me fall in love and walk away. Well he succeeded. I'm the girl whom you and your precious daughter tried to capture at the school forest the other time. I've been the obstruction in your games. I'm Raven" I said all of this to him and earned a look of shock from him.

I tell her. She grabs my face to make me look at her. She has lost her mind. I can’t help her. She might be my cousin and best friend but I am not model material. “They canceled because Mr. Rockstar wants you to act as his girlfriend in Crazy’s new video.” She explains.

A shiver travelled through my down my back. "That's about the same time the attacks started getting worse," he told me. "Why do you think you're a rogue? Do you even know what they are?" I felt the tears burn the back of my eyes as I knotted my fingers together in my lap. "My old pack told me that the only title I'd ever be worthy of is a rogue." "You're nothing like the rogue werewolves." Hunt sounded so reassuring and when I looked at him, his eyes were warm and kind.

Brodi huffed out a breath, shocked at his own ineptitude in getting a simple point across. He glanced back up at her and saw a glimmer of humor in her green eyes. She was laughing at him. At him! He sat up a little straighter not sure how to react. The Alpha in him wanted to be insulted and act accordingly, but making his mate happy, even at his own expense, gave him a warm feeling in his middle. He wasn't used to all these conflicting emotions. He cleared his throat before starting to speak again. "Yes, well…" "You know your name is old Norse, yes?" Kelda interrupted. "Fenrir. A son of the god, Loki. It's a very powerful name. A very powerful wolf."

I jumped and threw a kick, which finally pushed him back, making him stumble back against the window. "Red!" Tyrion's voice stopped me as I tried to hit Ragnar again. His eyes burned with fury, his powerful aura filling the room, but Ragnar had no intention of surrendering. "See you soon, nephew," he said, tearing his suit as he shifted and then jumping out through the window. Felix jumped back to his feet and ran to the window. "Fuck! He is getting away!"

Just as Ragnar was about to uncover the wound I had gotten from saving his life, Nina suddenly shrieked, “Ragny, look! There’s dark magic residue on this lock!” Ragnar dropped me immediately and rushed to her side. I could not help but laugh bitterly. Even in death, I still meant less than Nina. One word from her and she had his full attention. Ragnar examined the lock and instantly confirmed it had traces of dark magic. He suddenly burst out laughing. He laughed so hard his eyes teared up. As he was standing right next to a corpse, his laughter felt eerie. He almost looked insane. The Beta could not help but try to comfort him, saying, “Alpha, please accept my condolences.”

—I asked, noticing he was just staring at me. —Now you understand why they couldn't grow up away from you. —Because you're a total disaster, with a passing interest, who couldn't live without me? —He laughed. —You couldn't have put it better. —This time I shrugged. —Do they have names? —I have two in mind —I gestured for him to continue—. Ragnar for the male... means lethal strength and primitive loyalty. You agree? —Very masculine, though quite fitting for their father's character —he just smiled. —And the other?