Thor Odinson の小説・ストーリー

Thorin replied as he managed to get himself to his feet through sheer willpower alone. “BROTHER NOW!” Lokison nodded and reversed the mechanism of his spell releasing Rogue who was beyond aggravated.. Rogue upon his release attacked the first thing he could see and that was Odin.. … A fierce punch struck the all father unexpectedly causing him to stagger backwards, followed by a strong kick to the midsection sending him tumbling into his throne.. Thorin ceased the moment and called forth Mjolnir, his trusted weapon and fling it at Odin who was getting up hitting him on the chin pushing the all father back..

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.

However, I only realized that fact when my head hummed with the many doses of tequila taken, and when my feet could no longer support each other inside the heels. And when I got to my bed, I collapsed right into Chris Hemsworth's arms, in a wonderful dream in which he showed me the power of his magic hammer, dressed as Thor. In that erotic and incredible dream, Thor scolded me for drinking beyond the account, and said that that headache of mine was all because of my fragile human blood. Nothing made any sense in that dream, but just seeing Chris Hemsworth in those tight clothes of the Nordic God, I was already more than happy.

I was the eldest and deserved to be respected. "You have violated the law of our kind. Sealing a secret is our utmost law, but you violated it and revealed it to our creatures on Earth. Alectrona, this will be your final judgment!" Thorin's father, the god of war, butted in as he stood up on his throne.

Climbing into our different SUVs, we are being driven back to the packhouse. Arriving…. there he was - Thor, standing and giving instructions to the warriors. Thor is the most active of them all. “Alpha,” he goes on one knee before me as I meet with him. “Nice to see you again after a long while. You don’t look great. Did Beta and my Brother fail in their responsibility to take care of you?” He asks and Kael growls behind me. Whiffing in amusement as I hold his arms, pulling him up to his feet. “Welcome home, Brother,” spreading my arms and giving him a hug. “How have you been?”

Jonah POV It's three in the afternoon when I finally leave the packhouse. I glance to find ten missed calls from the douche who put me in this position. Going to the treeline behind the house, I quickly disrobe behind a tree, shoving my clothes into the bag I bring whenever I come here. My bones break and reform as I shift into Thor, a massive white wolf with a black paw and patches over his left eye and right ear. Thor's eyes are such a light blue they are practically silver. After stretching and shaking out his fur, he picks up our bag before sprinting into the forest toward our territory.

I managed to keep him busy enough to not notice but he stopped before pulling my bottoms off. “I want this, but I don’t want to rush it now that you are compliant.” His voice sounded disappointed. He left the room but before he walked out as a show of faith, he unbuckled my ankle. I rubbed at it gently and relief filled my face. I watched as he walked out. I grabbed the phone and typed in Nick’s number. I was so grateful he had not changed his passcode since we were together. “Dominic Thorn speaking.” His voice was tense and filled with stress.

That presence which is like a force he unknowingly carries around with him is on full display and it attracts them. Everyone - male or female- is attracted to Ash Thunder. He's a god in a room full of mortal men, a donut on a table of Brussels sprouts, he's as mesmerizing as a brightly lit and twinkling Christmas tree in a pitch-black room. It's so obvious that everyone's lust pit is reacting to him.

Every step he took was steady, controlled, and powerful, like he had all the time in the world to grace us with his presence. And the moment Hector saw him— He went still, so deathly still that my heart skipped at the sight. Why did Hector react like that? And why was this strange man starting to look a little familiar? The elder’s voice suddenly rang out in that moment. “Alpha and Luna, Please allow me to introduce Lord Thorin,” he announced. “The greatest warrior of the Lycan realm.” The crowd erupted in cheers again and that was when it hit me. This was Sevrin's brother, Thorin.

Out of the light, appears Odin on his midnight black stallion Sleipner. Odin is wearing a golden chest plate that glows like fire in the white light. He wields his powerful sword Gungnir in one hand and his mighty axe hangs from his belt. He's ready for battle. Behind him in mighty rows stands the Viking army in the thousands. Indra throws herself up on Rubrum's back and screams: "There will never be peace between us, Lucifer! I challenge you!"