Records Ragnarok Novels & Stories

“Why are your eyes… glowing?” For a moment, he said nothing. Then his lips curved—slow, dangerous. “Oh, no darling…” he murmured softly His grip on her tightened just slightly. “Adrian isn’t here tonight.” Liora’s breath caught. Her heart stuttered. “W-what…?” His glowing eyes darkened, something wild flickering within them. “It’s Ragnar.” What the hell… is he playing tricks with me are those some kind of coloured contacts…but why do l have feeling that all this is real

"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.

Prince’s voice stopped them… Then he walked over to a table and threw a bag of coins from it. It landed on the floor in front of them.. Ragnar first moved to it, opening it and his eyes widening. Gold… a full bag of gold. “One for each of you.. and do we have a deal..” “Hell yes!” Ragnar roared. The others nodded too, some saying yes… “Good.” “Now it’s quite a simple task…I need you.. …to kill a girl named Serena..”

“What is she doing here?” I moved quickly toward Caleb before answering. “She can be trusted.” Ragnar looked extremely unconvinced by that. Meanwhile, Caleb brushed dust off his sleeve calmly like he hadn’t just been thrown into a room. “What is wrong with you?” I demanded, glaring at Ragnar. Instead of answering immediately, Ragnar lifted something in his hand. It was a book. My breathing stopped for a second the moment I recognized it. The record book. “You found it?” I whispered. Ragnar’s eyes shifted toward Caleb immediately. “No,” he said coldly. “He had it.”

He stopped on me for a moment, taking in my sight but I didn't miss how quickly he looked away. “Please come in," Ragnar said, moving to the table. He began to introduce everyone, “This is my mother" he pointed, “My beta" he indicated to Ezekiel, “You know my Luna but this is Sarafina, my concubine and the mother to my heir" The pride in his voice stung even then, when it should have stopped but I shoved it to the far corners of my mind. I would be damned if I let him bring my spirits down again. By the time he was done, I had finished eating.

"Right now, we need those names. Before Obsidian's spies realize he escaped and move up their timeline." Ragnar's eyes opened. "Three names. Remember them. Trust no one else." And he began to speak.

He called his little sister’s name with confusion as he had never gotten a nosebleed. But before he could get any answers, he fell and passed out on the floor… *** Back in the Wolf Kingdom, Ragnar fell at the same time. Before he passed out, he wanted to tell Elena that it was because of the snow. He wanted to warn her to stay away from the snow, but his strength had been drained out and he lost his connection with Raven. “L…s…snow….” he called her name, reaching out his hand to her, trying to tell her this important information.

my left foot to improve its process of healing when however that wasn’t possible since I was asked to do all maids works, I was lost looking at my foot when a suddenly I heard a familiar tune... it was one the most melodious tune but for me it was just like someone is pouring acid in my ears because this tune used to remind me of tired day which was planned for me, it was now my routine to get up before my alarm gets off, giving an audible huff I stopped my alarm clock and headed inside small bathroom which was there inside my room and gently washed my face with cold water and tied all my hairs in a loose back braid, I kept staring at my dried lips and glowless face with few patches of bl

The kind of place where bad things happened and nobody asked questions. The basement entrance was hidden behind a dumpster. I knocked twice, my wolf tense and ready to fight. A slot opened in the door. Eyes stared out at me. "Password," a rough voice demanded. "Nightshade." The door opened. A massive Rogue stood there, easily seven feet tall. Scars covered his face and arms. He looked me up and down like I was an insect. "You're the Tracker," he said. "I'm Aria." "Same thing." He stepped aside. "Boss is waiting. Downstairs. Last door on the left."

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.