Thor X Bruce Mga Nobela at Kwento

Tony seemed not to be in control of himself anymore; the witch was using him so she could get her last draw of blood and be back at her full strength. Tony was stronger than usual during this battle, he intended to kill Hayley while, Bruce was just defending her. Tony picked up his brother from the floor after a while of fighting and flung him over to the other side of the room. Bruce laid down on the floor and Tony picked up a wooden chair, smashed it on the floor and picked up the broken leg of the chair, he drove it through the heart of Bruce.

The beast lunged, but Bruce dodged with a speed that left even Malrik watching with intrigue. With a roar, Bruce leaped onto the beast’s back, his claws tearing through its tough hide. The creature bucked and thrashed, but Bruce’s grip was ironclad. He drove his claws into its spine, channeling every ounce of his strength into the attack. With one final, ear-piercing roar, the beast collapsed, its body dissolving into black smoke that dissipated into the air.

“But he said Thorton Gallardo sends his best right before he shot my brother. You’re telling me you have nothing to do with him?” Thor looks utterly offended. “I would never. What gangster in their right mind would ever be caught working with the cops? That’s a death sentence in our world and you know it.” I swallow hard, this new information taking forever to fully digest. I still can’t believe he’s here. It’s only been a week, but it’s like seeing him for the first time in years. I’ve missed him more than I ever thought possible, and it’s only now dawned on me how sad I’ve been without him. I can practically feel his resolve radiating off him. There’s sureness in his eyes, an honesty that

Like I was electrocuted, I pushed him off me and also took a step back. "Erm...erm...," Well f*ck me because I had no idea what to say. My thoughts were all jumbled up and the only thing keeping me sane by the minute was the fact that I was staring straight ahead the cell and not into those confusing orbs. Lest I forget, why were their orbs so haunting? One minute both orbs of the brothers are beautiful, the next minute their scary and then a disaster. What the hell is going on?

The dull crack of his fall echoed like thunder. Thor’s growl broke across the melee, sharp and commanding. Another rogue approached him, dagger raised. Thor met him head-on, elbow catching the man in the throat, then spinning to slam him to the ground, his knees following to pin the rogue as Thor’s eyes never left mine. A rogue tried to take advantage of my focus on Bella. He leapt from the trees, aiming for my head. I ducked, countered, and my claws tore through his torso, dropping him like a ragdoll. Another lunged, trying to strike Thor’s side. Thor spun, caught the man’s wrist, and twisted, snapping it before delivering a punishing kick to the rogue’s chest.

And he was screaming. "—YOUR FAULT!" he roared at Jax. "All of this is YOUR FAULT!" "Thor," Jax snapped. "Calm the fuck down.” "Calm down?" Thor laughed, the sound bitter and broken. "My sister is DYING because of you! Because you brought that bitch into this pack!" He lunged. Jax caught him by the shoulders, using his weight to redirect Thor's momentum into the wall instead of letting him connect. Thor slammed against the stone and crumpled, gasping.

Then he unsheathed his weapon, a sword unlike any I’d seen before. Its steel was dark, almost black, and from its blade coiled tendrils of smoke, inky and alive, as though it breathed, enchanted, surely. I didn’t know if the others saw what I did, but to my eyes, it pulsed with a forbidden magic. The duel began. Alpha Thorne attacked first, striking with the fury of a pack leader defending his people. His movements were sharp. But Xareth barely lifted his blade. He sidestepped each strike with effortless grace, like a predator toying with prey. His expression never changed, very calm. And that calm was more terrifying than rage.

he said. My brows furrowed. Desperation didn’t escape in the tone of his voice. “ Then make me understand, Thorne! I don’t know how to start a fucking war into the moon goddess if I don’t know everything, in the first place. How can you tell me that Beta Xander is their half-brother and Selene’s son then leave after messing with my head? How can you expect me to fight when you will leave after you told me that she successfully wrapped her fingers into the rogues, huh?!” I shouted. Thorne didn’t even flinch with what I said and he remains calm, something that I don’t like about him. And everything that I will not like about him.

Patrick said indifferently. Thor suddenly prostrated on the ground and then jumped up, his sharp claws pouncing toward Gloria. Gloria was scared, her face pale. She couldn't run at all, so she limped and took a few steps back. But she was still too slow. Her dress was caught in Thor's claws, and she lost her balance and fell to the ground. Thor's dewclaws clenched Gloria's shoulders, and his huge body enveloped her. Thor's head almost reached Gloria's, and she could feel his breath.

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.