Thor Ao3 Novels & Stories

He hummed at the touch and flipped me over. "Was last night not enough for you." He smirked. "I will never get enough of you Mr. Thorn." I saw a flash in his eyes. I had forgotten how much he loved me calling him that. With a swift move his hand was between my legs tracing circles on my most sensitive spot. I threw my head back into the pillow moaning. I couldn't take it any longer, I pushed him off me and tossed him to the side. I straddled him and hovered myself over his erection. I rubbed myself up and down him.

Ardolf sidestepped the attack, his knife flashing out and striking Thor in his right arm deeply. Thor stumbled backwards, howling in pain. And then, he was on the ground, his body twitching and convulsing. Ardolf stood over him, his knife at the ready. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his breath coming in ragged gasps. As Ardolf was about piercing the knife through Thor’s heart, Athena stopped him. ‘’Stop! Ardolf, please dont, we have enough killing for today already’’. Athena said.

Fancy handwriting on expensive paper. "To educate you on your new archetype." What the hell? I looked at all the books again. And it hit me. These were all stories about girls who got taken. Girls who fell for their captors. Beauty trapped in the Beast's castle. Jane Eyre with creepy Rochester. Christine with the Phantom. He thinks I'm going to fall in love with him. He actually thinks this is some kind of love story. "You're insane!" I yelled throwing the book across the floor. "I'm not a character in your sick fantasy!"

Ellthan growled, jabbing his manhood deeply as he lifted Aiora's body into his lap then sat down in his oversized chair with Aiora on his lap. Aiora this crazy little sigh is indeed intoxicating. Ellthan has always managed to make him feel satisfied. Aiora closed her eyes and rested her head on Ellthan's broad chest while feeling a warm surge within her body. His breath was hurrying to feel the sensation of Ellthan's masculinity that was still embedded in his body.

The bedcovers were wrinkled and the room smelled faintly of cedar and anger. I checked the hall, he wasn't there. The dining? Nowhere to be found. Where the hell was he? Then I heard a sharp crash and a muffled yell. I followed the sound with shaky steps and found myself at the entrance of the study. The door was slightly open, and I pushed it just enough to see inside. What I saw made my blood run cold. Thor was standing near the massive oak desk, his hand curled around a man’s throat, lifting him slightly off the ground. His muscles were taut with rage, and his eyes were bloodshot, glowing faintly gold beneath the madness.

Not long after Zayn left, Osiris had already arrived in a rush and he was joined by Regicide Heofon’s Elder Thor. Thor’s expression changed drastically at once at the sight of corpses scattered across the ground. He was extremely displeased! “Zayn Larson! How dare he! How dare he!” Thor could not refrain himself from roaring in rage at once. He unleashed a gush of rage and murderous intent from his body. At the same time, Osiris’ expression was extremely unpleasant as well. He could tell that this was the result of Zayn’s killing spree, of course.

Thorin grinned, he loved the battle sensation he was getting and he vowed to beat Rogue into the ground before subduing him; after all his brother would be livid if he killed the only person with power to kill an omnipotent being. “ROAR OF THE WILD DRAGON GOD RAIJIN” Thorin opened his mouth and discharged gigantic, concentrated bolts of lightning which ionized the air to replicate and become myriad in quantity and all rushing to Rogue.. The lightning took form of an eastern dragon with small two hands and it cleared everything in its way..

Somewhere away from the spire. “It’s just a structure,” Thor said. “We get there, we touch it, we’re done.” “Is your wolf okay?” I asked. “With the spire?” Thor shrugged. Me and my wolf, Maul, we don’t get along so well. He doesn’t talk to me much. But then Thor went silent. “Actually,” he said. “No, he’s not okay with it. He’s recoiling.” “What do you think this means?” I asked.

I’m only two steps away from the bed when my legs give out, but Thorne is there, catching me before I can hit the floor. “Goddess, you scared me, Aurora,” Thorne rumbles, hugging me tightly to his chest. A tingling sensation overtakes my body the moment he touches me, and I sink into his warmth. “I’m okay, just a few bumps and scrapes, but Jace…” I point at the bed where his friend lays unconscious. A growl vibrates through Thorne’s body when I try to pull away, and he only hugs me tighter. Looking up at him, I gasp. Thorne’s eyes are bright gold with thin, slitted pupils. He doesn’t let me pull away, even as he runs his hands over every inch of my body, checking me and noting each injury.

"You dare touch her?" My grip tightened. I wanted to feel the life fade out of the person who had used thorns in prickling my love story. Ada’s eyes went wide; rolling in its socket, her hands clawing at my wrists, her face turning that same blue I had seen in the movies of people dying . "JOSHUA! STOP!" THIRD PERSON POV The door burst open. Chief Adeyemi didn't hesitate. He was a man of his age, but he had the desperate strength of someone protecting his last remaining asset. He lunged forward, his heavy arms wrapping around Josh’s neck, pulling him back with a guttural grunt.