Sylvie Loki Novels & Stories

Sound sucked away, wildlife gone mute. Like the world inhales and forgets to exhale. “Does anyone else feel like we’re being watched?” Elliott mutters. “Of course we are,” Ilsa answers with a shrug. “This forest has opinions.” Chris snorts. “That is not comforting.” I say nothing. Because I don’t feel watched. I know it. Loki has always been a slow chemical burn of chaos and temptation. A grinning menace in velvet gloves. He thrives on imbalance and I won’t offer him more.

“The knowledge contained in this book will be in your memory when you awaken. That way you can ensure that everything is prepared in time. Once Loki is tethered to the realm then he cannot escape. There is a spell on the following page that will create a type of binding potion. It is a time-out for Loki so that he does not have access to his God powers. Do not worry about him because that will be where Brynn Fullilove comes in. It is her destiny to deal with him, and she will have everything that she needs in order to do it with her abilities. Without his God powers, he will be at a disadvantage. When he dies, he will be reborn into a prison for our kind where he will have no access to his p

Werewolves. "These sick bastards have nothing else to do but cause chaos," Savannah commented, disgusted at the sight. "We should help them," I replied. My wolf rolled her eyes, reluctantly compelled to follow me. She hates blood. She hates fighting in general. I do too. But we are born to fight, we are born to do this.

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

No one would. "Well, She couldn't give us more information, but what she told me was that the creatures we would be looking for were of lycan clan, " He said as smirk. We were closer than we thought but still very far behind. "Isn't she an Oracle?" I asked, surprised because, according to me, the Oracle was supposed to give us the names. "She is, but her spirit got detected before she could see the person's face, so they have an Oracle too," He said as worry suddenly came to my face.

Sylvia assured Nora. Deep down, Sylvia is not sure about it herself. Wanda is indeed weak. But still, she has a few spells and tricks up her sleeve. She is deceptive by nature. Sylvia herself is worried for Adolf. But she knows the drill. Both Luther and Adolf made it clear. Their loyalty is first to the pack and then to everyone else. She also knows that Adolf always holds a special place reserved for Kyra. No one might know it yet, but Sylvia saw it a long while ago. Adolf likes Kyra a little more than he should. But it stopped there. He knows which lines he shouldn't cross, and he would never cross them.

she stated, ignoring my questions like they were plagues. “ What truth? Sylvia” “ I miss her you know, she was my only friend, her smile, her long brown hair..” She was doing this to rile me up and it was working. “ Sylvia, what truth? “ “ I know Orion” “ What do you know?” “ I know your wolf saw Delaury as his mate long before the mating ceremony happened “

LIAM SOPHIE, JOSH, AND I — THIRD FLOOR, MAIN HALL The reinforced door slammed behind us with a metallic thud. And there she was. Sylvia. The Blood Witch Alpha. Standing amidst broken glass and twisted steel, her lab coat fluttering like a flag of warning. Two Alphas flanked her—both morphed, jaws drooling, eyes glowing amber. Beasts. Monsters. Ready to kill. She hadn’t even bothered shifting. That’s how confident she was.

Witches were powerful with magic, but had little strength compared to any of us. “Understood. Anything you or your people need please feel free to ask me. If I could be so bold to ask for another favor from you and Eldora.” “Go ahead and ask, Luna.” Evelyn said. “I have a friend that was marked by a Lycan on the red moon. Something isn’t right though. We had many of doctors and spiritual healers look at her, but they came up short.” “Lead the way, Luna.” Eldora said. “Thank you.”

“Don’t embarrass yourself.” “We haven’t formally met. I’m Shadow Hawks, half-Lycan, half-witch, and a hybrid, Luna, before this night ends.” I offered my hand for a handshake, hoping she got the message. When she stepped back without shaking my hand, I raised a brow. “I thought so.”