Thor And Loki: Blood Brothers Novels & Stories

Mom huffs, using a sly grin to hide her exasperation. "Sorry, it's..." "This is Tyler, Kendrick and Wolfe," She points them out respectively, "They're triplets and your step brothers." Step what? My spoon falls from my hands and clatters to the ground. …

He fought on, his eyes fixed on Athena making sure none of luka’s pack member were able to come close to her. Finally, there was only one werewolf left and its Luka’s advisor and right hand man in the pack. He is by name ‘’Thor’’. The werewolf was massive, towering over Ardolf and Athena. His eyes glowed with a fierce, yellow light, and his teeth gleamed in the moonlight. Ardolf stepped forward, his knife held high and his senses and abilities were heightened. Thor lunged at him, his claws slashing through the air. Ardolf sidestepped the attack, his knife flashing out and striking Thor in his right arm deeply.

With a heavy sigh, I hastily threw on a robe and made my way downstairs. As I approached the door, the pounding grew louder and more forceful. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. These visits were a recurring nightmare, leaving me feeling shaken and vulnerable. With trembling hands, I unlocked the door and swung it open, coming face to face with a menacing figure. Mr. Rodriguez, the loan shark, stood before me with a cold, piercing stare. His imposing figure loomed over me, while two henchmen flanked him, their presence amplifying the tension in the air.

He will no longer be able to torture and abuse women or his pack. “The Alpha you are going to kill, is of Indaari’s line. He sired a son before Salamine and her mate caught up with him.” That can’t be right? Kendrick, Christian and Zander are brothers, Thoran fathered them all. If this was true wouldn’t my mates be as evil and twisted as Kendrick

There was definitely a story behind it. As for him being Orion's brother, I was still in shock but I found herself comparing them both once again now that I knew they were brothers. They were so different. One was scary, the other was nice. One was attentive, the other was a jerk. The difference was clear. I felt really stupid for reacting like that to the news and I knew without anyone telling me that I owed the Alpha an apology. "Luna," Bruce called out to me but I didn't hear him, not until he tapped my shoulder.

“You left me, Leo! You left me to rot, and now you think you can waltz in and stop me? You’re nothing to me!” My heart pounded as I stood frozen between them, torn between wanting to step in and knowing this was something they needed to work out. But as the tension mounted, it was clear that talking wasn’t going to resolve anything. This was going to end in bloodshed. Adrian’s hand moved to the hilt of his sword, and in an instant, Leo drew his own blade. The clash of steel rang out, echoing through the chamber as the brothers’ swords met in a fierce exchange. The fight was brutal, both men fueled by years of anger and resentment.

He told me about the two brothers that came from the human world, those two bastards entered into Rogue territory and promised the Rogue’s, sanctuary and wealth in exchange for their help to get revenge on Blood moon pack… The Rogue told me that the brothers were werewolves, and they both had Alpha blood. Those two bastards killed my wife and they also wanted my company. I didn’t spare the Rouge’s life, i ripped his heart out of his chest. And since that day, I’ve been looking for the two brothers.

Liam reasoned to himself. On hearing what Liam said, Lincoln brought out some silver and bronze chains from the bag hung on his shoulder. He threw some to Liam and some to some of the fighters “Use them to chain the men” Though he didn't know which one of them was a beta or gamma, but he was sure none of them was an alpha or alpha blood, as they always made sure to take the alpha and alpha blood before any other thing in all their fights. So all the alpha and alpha blood were in shadow pack cells with heavy chains wrapped around them.

No, not a whisper, more memory, a note left behind. ´Pretend she’s dead, your wolf` “You killed my wolf for a stupid joke?” My voice trembled, and I had to grit my teeth not to laugh when Loki´s face paled. So, at least he has some kind of emotions! “No! No, that can’t be! She’s not dead! Call for her! I need her! Fuck!” Oh, never mind.. no emotions, just his plans going down the drain. Then a thought hit me, “And my blood? What the hell do you need my blood for? Or is it useless now that you murdered my other half?”

He couldn’t rise again. “Tell me,” I whispered, more to myself than to Matteo, “you don’t think it’s him.” Matteo didn’t answer immediately. His fingers curled into fists at his sides. The tension in his jaw was enough. “We don’t know,” he finally muttered. “And we’re not jumping to conclusions.” But the fear in his eyes betrayed him. Loki, the Blood King. The one whose thirst had drowned villages in blood. The one who defied death so many times, our ancestors had to turn to forbidden rites to bury him.