Thor Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I know what it means; he is allowing his men to put their filthy paws on something that doesn't belong to me. "Accchh!" I scream, my claws digging into my chest because tearing out my heart would be better than feeling this every day. Thor is howling in agony, the burn quickly consuming my soul before stopping suddenly, a less-than-subtle reminder of the predicament I find myself in. Why Goddess? What could Tiffany or I have done to deserve this? 'When we finally get our hands on that fucking bastard,' Thor roars in my head, my fist numb while it repeatedly smashes into the wall, not caring about the blood or broken hand, knowing it'll be healed by tomorrow.

Thrud stated coldly as several fragments of Edict rushed into her fists. “Hold on honey,” Thor took a few steps back as sweat poured from his forehead. “You took Mane’s blood?! He’s just a boy! And even worse, he’s your grandson!” *Bang* “Ouch!”

"I did that, Josh. And I enjoyed it. Every time she bled, I thought of you. Every time she whimpered, I reminded her that I was going to be the one wearing your ring....You know...you could make her stay there, much more, easier for her, by listening and doing what I want." JOSH’S POV The world went red. It wasn't a choice; it was instinctive. My hope finally shattered. I didn't see a woman; I saw a monster. My hand flew out, striking the phone from her hand before my fingers locked around her throat. I slammed her against the wall, the force of it rattling her body frame. "You touched her?" I roared, my voice sounding like something wild. "You dare touch her?"

“No, the opposite. He’s not good enough for you. I know those Thorntons: they think they rule the town, and that everyone has to do what they say. Even if this boy of yours is a good egg, his parents sure as hell aren’t. They’ll make your life hell just because they can.” Sara drank the rest of her water. She was practically vibrating with anger—not only at Ruth, but at the circumstances. She did know how the Thorntons operated, and she knew that they wouldn’t rally around someone like her. They’d turn up their noses, citing the past, saying that she wasn’t good enough for their precious son.

Hers were shaking. "Elara. Something… something amazing has happened." "What is it? Are you okay?" I asked, getting more worried. "I'm better than okay." A tear rolled down her cheek. She laughed and wiped it off. "This morning… a charity. The 'Thorne Family Foundation.' They called the bank. They… they gave us money. A lot of money." "Money?" I repeated, confused. "How much?" She told me the number. My legs felt weak. I had to sit in the old chair by her desk. The number she said… it wasn't just money to fix a leak. It was money to change everything. For years.

Chloe sighed, empathizing with my situation. "If you think that's bad, I actually found myself confronting another crazy lady the other day," I confessed, feeling a sudden urge to confide in Chloe since I had no one else to turn to. "Why?" Chloe asked, her concern evident. "Long story short, she thought I was interested in her boyfriend, who happened to be my best friend at the time. She orchestrated a plan for him to sleep with me. I found out before anything happened, but now she's threatening me to stay away from him," I explained, feeling a mixture of frustration and disbelief.

A moment later, she yelled at his back, “Don’t call me princess!” And he laughed. The End Thank you for reading Dream a Little Dream of Me! I hope you loved Lizzie and Trent’s story. Don’t miss Seth and Rose’s story in Someone to Watch Over Me. After his last tour in the Marines, Seth Thornton finds himself adrift when he returns to Fair Haven, Washington. A capable soldier who moved up the ranks, Seth struggles to find his place in a town he once called home as the memories of war continue to haunt him—until the day he encounters the beautiful Rose DiMarco.

“The elders aren’t going to take it lightly when they hear of this, and you know they usually plant spies in most Alphas’ homes.” At the mention of the elders, Thorne’s face hardens. “Well, the elders can go fuck themselves,” Thorne spits coldly. I always loved this side of him. The fierce side that always screamed, ‘Screw everyone’. A throb starts between my legs so strong that it makes my teeth hurt. Slowly, I begin to feel every single nerve in me come alive. Moments like this with Thorne had always made me want to jump him and have my way with him.

None of it. Four years ago, when Thalia still smiled. Before the whispers. Before the curse. Before death stained her name. She used to dance barefoot in the training fields after hours, sunlight in her auburn hair, mischief in her faded green eyes. I used to pretend to train longer just to watch her from afar. Thalia. The Alpha’s first daughter. Royalty. Fierce. Brave. Wild. She wasn't born an Omega. She was made one after the death of her mother. Thalia was everything I wasn’t allowed to want, but I did anyway. I loved her.

She had been nothing but nice to me, if I hadn't known about her strained relationship with her husband, I'd have deemed them as the picture-perfect couple. Cooper and Ralph got talking while Celia and Caroline continued with their conversation when Thorne snuck up on me, his hand grazing my waist as he leaned close to my ear and whispered, "You look angelic, my love. The things I wish I could do to you had we been alone. But we'll save that for later, yes? And for both our own good, stop giving me those fuck-me eyes and be a good little girl for me, or else I'd have to punish you." My breath hitched at his words as he smacked my ass lightly and stepped away from me, but not before sending m