Thor Odinson Novels & Stories

If the outside is so sad, then the inside could at least be cheerful, he said. Thor gave him some strength and physical skills so that he could defend himself a little bit. And finally, Heimdall, the "Guardian of the Bifrost" agreed to send Ragnar, the rejected of Asgard, to Midgard. Heimdall warns Hoder, however, that his protégé, being a Man and not a god, would take thousands of moons to reach Midgard.

"Mate!" Thor, Arden wolf shouted in his mind. Arden had to clamp his mouth shut from yelling it in the human bar that he currently owns. He could smell her before she had walked in. Arden had not understood why Thor seemed in such an agitated state until she walked in.

’, This time Sugriva was on fire. Bali jostled Sugriva, ‘Otherwise… you will be killed by me…Idiot’, Bali left the iron rod from the corner of the design department and raised it for attacking. Sugriva was afraid. He ran away. Bali was behind him, ‘Sugriva… Stop. Today is your last day on the Neptune. Soon, you will be with Shiva.’, Bali threw the rod, and it hit the back of Sugriva. He fell. Bali reached, left the rod, and smashed on the Sugriva’s right shoulder. Sugriva screamed. Sugriva gathered some energy and tried to run again. Somehow, he managed and escaped from the industry. Bali was still behind him. They both were on the street road of Kishkindha.

Everyone entered and appeared before Odin, who was sitting on his huge golden throne, and over his head was a golden crown studded with green emeralds , He have a huge corpse, his shape was human, but he had gills on his neck and he had two prominent canines, his skin was bluish, he was fearless and majestic with a sharp look, his aura stronger than Frey's and even his strength could be compared to that of Atlas. To his right was his wife Amelia, a beautiful human with white skin, golden hair, and emerald green eyes, and to his left, the young Prince Bolt , everyone came forward and bowed before Udin with submission except for Ahmet , who came forward and saluted without submitting to him ,

Devon POV: Slumping on my seat in my office, I sighed deeply. This was the first time in the thousands of years I've lived that I'd think about someone so much. The most annoying thing was that my thoughts weren't occupied by a female, but a male at that! " I'm homophobic, for goodness’ sake!” I yelled and smashed the wine filled glass I was formerly twirling. I ran my fingers through my hair, praying to the goddess that he'd leave my thought, but soon got interrupted when the door was slammed open.

He was not at ease at all at the moment. However, a moment later Jody turned to him and said, "So, how do I get him banished from the palace but not get my name tarnished?" Steven breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the general's words. "Are you ready to hear my plan, General?" Steven just smiled happily at the general's praise. Meanwhile, in another part of the resting place, Bill, the most powerful God of War the Ans De Lou Kingdom ever had, was seen sitting in the garden with his trusted henchman, Andrew.

If only Rosei would help hers, Haven as the god of war, would make sure no one could hurt her. Ten company security guards stood around Haven Clark. Their eyes looked like they wanted to kill. Rosei stepped closer and poured a drink from hers glass onto Haven's shirt, luckily Haven was alert and the drink only hit a small part of the lower shirt. Rosei then said to the security guard. "Break this man's legs and arms and throw them out into the street for street dog food!" Rosei ordered in a loud voice. Haven just kept quiet and remained calm, but an intimidating aura leaked from his eyes which swept across the ten security guards of the company. His clothes were wet, he felt very humilia

Another voice seizes my attention. I look up and he's sitting right opposite me. Sleek silver Blond hair, dressed in a grey suit, having a huge sign of JERK on his forehead. My fucking half-brother in the other world, who's just as legitimate as I am in this world. Thor.

“Dracula pays his respect to the Allfather, Odin – King of Asgard,” Dracula bowed slightly in relief when he confirmed the one inside the light pillar was indeed Odin. The man was wearing a long, black robe that concealed everything – from his golden armor to his brilliant yellow hair – but his golden eye and the ravens upon his shoulders. The staff within Odin’s hand contained so much power that Dracula shook from being in such close proximity with it, an action that didn’t go unnoticed by the Allfather.

The maid knocked. "Enter," Kieran's voice came from inside. My heart was pounding so hard I thought everyone could hear it. I walked in. The door closed behind me with a soft click. The room was huge. A dining room with a long fancy table. Candles everywhere. Crystal glasses. Everything screamed money. Kieran Thorne was sitting at the head of the table. He stood up when I walked in. He wore a Black suit. His Hair was perfectly styled. He looked like he belonged in a magazine.