Thor & Loki Blood Brothers Novels & Stories

“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 said quietly. "And because somewhere between hating your Clan and hating myself, I fell for the one person I had no right to want. I have tried telling myself otherwise for two weeks, and it has not worked once." Outside the window, a horn sounded, low and urgent, echoing across the Bloodstone camp, the sound carrying a weight that made every hair on my arms rise. Thoros's head snapped toward the sound, every trace of tenderness vanishing into something hard and alert, his whole body shifting into the posture of a man ready for war.

That had been the story. But if Dominic was not biologically Cael's brother—if Dominic carried the genes of Thornwall, not Blackwood—then the mate bond between us was not a function of shared bloodline. It was something else. Something that had nothing to do with family genetics and everything to do with Dominic specifically.

"I told you we escaped through a drainage lot. I told you Dante got hurt. But I never mentioned my arm. I haven't even let the medic touch it yet. How did you know it was broken, Congo?" Congo's eyes snapped to the rearview mirror, his brow furrowed as a dark, defensive anger flushed across his face. "What exactly are you trying to say, Sophia? How dare you even think I would want to endanger my brother's life?" "I'm just asking a question, Congo," I said, my voice tight, refusing to back down under his glare. "How did you know?" "I am his brother, Sophia!" Congo shouted, his voice booming inside the tight space of the SUV, his knuckles turning white on the steering wheel. "I share his blood

I smile at the exchange. My eyes move to his father, who scans me with a gaze full of judgment and uncertainty. I automatically feel self-conscious. Does he already know I’m the weak link? Did Martin tell him? Or someone else in the pack? Can he just sense it? Lena saves me by stepping in front of his stare and smiling. “Alpha Thoran,” she says, hugging him. Surprisingly, he hugs her back, the smallest hint of a smile appearing. “How are you, dear? How is the new pack treating you?” he asks, for a moment deflecting his eyes from me.

Aaron roared but it didn't affect him as he rested his hands on the table, moving forward a little. "I am just saying that if your woman can betray you with Noah then she can do it with his brother too." He said as in a swift Aaron's hands grabbed his neck in a choking manner. He choked at his steel grip but still smiling, infuriating him more. "YOU AREN'T ALLOWED TO TALK ABOUT YOUR QUEEN LIKE THIS. YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT THE WIFE OF THE MOST CRUEL VAMPIRE. DON'T FORGET WHAT I CAN DO TO YOU." Aaron roared as he jerked him away. He ran outside while choking and panting for enough oxygen. Aaron was beyond frustrated as he wanted to ruin everything at that time. No one had the audacity to talk a

With intestines dangling and blood dripping, she flew into the darkness. A few blocks away from the building a young gorgeous lady is waiting for her bus ride back home. She sat by the bench underneath a semi-parabolic dome listening to Spotify. Engrossed in what she is doing, the lady is unaware of the creature silently flying above her. Smelling the scent of fresh teenage blood, Sarah ejected her long pointed tongue that punctured the synthetic dome and hit her prey on her nape. She then commenced sucking her blood as the victim struggled to set herself free. This time the girl was ready. With a sharp hunting knife in hand, she slashed at the tongue which caused it to be disengaged from he

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. …

Flames bordered its left and right, adding an element of unnecessary drama. My gaze traveled down the red carpet and up a set of stairs that led to a dais. Sitting on the throne was a woman whose body looked like someone had sliced it in half. Her left side was beautiful and blonde, while her right was a corpse so desiccated that it probably didn’t stink. “That’s your sister.” It wasn’t a question. Anyone who had studied the basics of Norse Mythology knew that Loki had three children with a giantess who became the mother of monsters.