The Records Of Ragnarok Novels & Stories

Only Romeo sat in his chair, elbows on the table, eyes fixed ahead. “Are the counselors back from Kiev?” I asked, but he did not move, just kept staring forward. “What, are we married now? You giving me the silent treatment?” Still nothing. Then, quietly: “How long has Ragnar been back, Alpha?” I exhaled through my nose. “A few days.” I could almost hear the crackle of thoughts firing in his head, feel the heat rising off him as the truth pieced itself together. Finally, he spoke. “Ragnar and Sorvane chose the same human.”

As always, she was absolutely savage with her attacks, and tore the man to pieces. The wolf made sure to eat at least some part of her kills, even if said part was encased in titanium armor. Once ze was satisfied, Lucifer walked up to the main terminal, plopped down on the terminal’s seat, cracked hir bloody knuckles, then dug into the code. “There’s also the wolf Fenrir,” Lucifer continued, even as ze opened up a secure communications line. “Who, according to myth, will one day devour the sun at the time of Ragnarok and kill Odin, the god-king.”

I whispered and she winced as a wound opened up on her palm and I did the same with mine. “Heill blanda órr blóð. Bjóða vættr ór yðvarr ylgr,” I said as the flames enveloped us and I pressed our palms together so that our blood could mix with each other. “Open your eyes, Storm,” I said to her. “Where are we?” she asked me. “We’re in Vanaheim,” I said to her.

"Yes, this should be enough." Still confused as to what happened, Fenrir tries to recall the last thing he remembers. 'I was about to kill the demon my black flames. But the next thing I remember was waking up here. Could they have erased my memory?' Fenrir looks over his shoulder and sees Fala sitting by herself looking out into the distance. 'What happened to her? Maybe I should talk to her.' Girod notices Fenrir staring at Fala and tries to distract him. " Now that we have all of the items we need, we just have to wait for them to come into this realm before we attack."

"However, there were contradicting reports saying that the deity acted on her own accord that time. It was not to help men but to punish them for offending her. Nonetheless, it was because of this accident that many believed that the Ragnarok will no longer happen." Steve finally concluded and it was only then that Diether raised another question. "But have you read what exactly was written on the prophecy?" "There is no written record about it and was only passed down to generation through the word of mouth. So there was no way for me to tell what exactly it says. However, I happened to hear a thing or two about it. Something about the key to the abyss and releasing the creature of the da

"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.

“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.”

Seeing the suspicious look on my face, she hesitated for a moment before saying, “Well, for one thing, the family’s prayer room has a secret about Ragnar and his so-called lover in his previous life. However, no one else has ever entered that place, except for Queen Evelyn, Ragnar, and the witches.” “The lover in his previous life?” “Yes, the witch that the queen invited claimed that Ragnar owed a woman in his previous life, which led to his curse.” She took a sip of water and shook her head with a smile. “It’s so funny how Mother is neck-deep in that theory.”

The moon goddess had disguised herself as a human and went by the name Alora. One day, Ragnarok was roaming the central forest as usual when his sensitive ears picked up the sound of distant voices. As he followed the sound, the voice became clearer to his ears. From the conversation he overheard he knew that a girl was being held against her will. He wanted to turn back and mind his business but an unexplained force couldn't let him. He was mesmerised by Alora’s striking beauty. He loved the way her snow-white hair fell from her high ponytail and bounced elegantly on her shoulders. He admired the long loose curls of hair that softened her quiet and delicate oval face.

Ragnar flips through the folder Ramiro brought him while jotting down some things in an agenda. Ever since he told Ramiro everything about Katrina's origin and Jarl Fenrisson's true intentions regarding the Alba Noctis pack, he knows exactly what he wants to do and how to do it.