Thor X Reader Novels & Stories

But her cheating ex disappeared from her thoughts as she realized that not only was her doctor one of the well-to-do Thorntons of Fair Haven, Washington, but that he didn’t even have the grace to grow up to be fat and ugly, too. Of course he was a Thornton. She’d read his last name online, but for whatever reason, she’d been so worried about James that she hadn’t put two and two together. That was just her luck, wasn’t it? Of course he was beautiful. Tall and muscular, he filled out his doctor’s coat too well. She’d known that his father was a doctor, but she hadn’t known that the eldest Thornton had pursued medicine as well.

“Yeah, nobody gives a rat’s ass about the human Luna. That’s not even a thing. Punch her. Make sure she leaves with a black eye at the very least.” Alden didn’t need their moral support. He grinned like he had waited all his life to do this. Thora’s fingers tightened around her mop stick. Did her penchant for reading apocalyptic novels growing up influence the universe to deal her a hand as dirty as her present reality? But no number of books could have prepared her to survive this. In that moment, she genuinely wished she had dabbled more into werewolf romance to help her navigate the pack. “Don’t be scared.” Alden told her. “I’ll try not to sever your windpipe completely.”

“Holy Goddess, it should, yes, but I’d like to keep my head on my shoulders when she gets here.” “I’m Tanner, Alpha Tanner. My pack is based in Alberta,” said the werewolf in Dean’s cell who spoke to them. “From what I see looking at your upper back, you haven’t completed your bond, and you’re human, so I don’t know, but if your mate is Blue Thunder and you’re awake when the other humans aren’t, then it might work.” “Then we’ll try that and when she comes, I’ll explain to her before she kills Aaron.”

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental. I’ll Be Home for Christmas (A Thorntons Christmas Novella) Published by Blue Violet Press LLC Seattle, Washington Copyright © 2017 by Iris Morland Cover design by Resplendent Media All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for

Thor. Thor walked over and laid his head against Aurora’s shoulder. Aurora rubbed her hand over the fur that lined his neck. “I am alright,” Aurora said. She was soothing Thor but also herself she realized.

I continue all while Cara remains silent. Being the God of life and fertility, Cara is granted the ability to speak with the Lord of the heavens directly, and not just in a dream like it is for the rest of us. Cara is one of the ten Gods in creation who can meet the Lord of creations, and even if she is only able to ask on behalf of Odell, she also knows the Lord of creation would never agree to such, and let's say he does, there would be an aftermath worse than it all, because as he has said,

I sank down onto the soft cushions, my head spinning. “Do you need anything?” he asked, kneeling down next to me. “Just some water, please; I’m parched,” I said, my throat feeling dry and scratchy. He went to the kitchen and came back with a glass of water. I sipped it slowly, trying to rehydrate myself. As I sipped the water, I could feel my strength slowly returning. I took a few deep breaths, trying to relax my body and my mind. “That was scary,” I said, looking at Tyler. “I’ve never felt anything like that before.”

Trigger warning: This story contains explicit imagery the 'Fuck A Beast' fetish. Go to the next Story if this isn't your cup of tea. Chapter One: Break A Golden Rule Xylia’s POV ‘No matter what you do, never cross the lawn!!!’ Alpha Thor’s grim note echoed in my head. I've been his loyal mate for three months and not for once have I had a reason to question his words.

No one sees him move, but with a flick of his wrist, the representative of the Blackthorn family is thrown several meters into the air, slamming into the wall, and the scythe embeds itself in the wall, just above him as though to say, you could have lost your neck just now. I gulp, goosebumps rising on my skin. Why is he standing up for me? More importantly, what could he want from me? "Does anyone else have an objection?" He asks casually. Alpha Xander steps back, his eyes wary. "What the hell are you?" The stranger grins, the angle of the sunset lighting a part of his face, making his grin look sinister. "I go by many names. But you can call me Ragnar Thorne." Alpha Xander stiffens, his fa

His soft but deep voice woke me up with a start. Growing redder as the heat from nowhere consumed me, I threw my eyes from the overflowing handsomeness and back at my… at Dandan's face. There were not a drop of emotions there. Just blank. Shifting back to the chiseled face after catching quite a bit of my senses, I began to wonder how he read my innermost thoughts. There was just one werewolf who was capable of doing that, and that is Alpha Thorien. When going anywhere close to him, your foul thoughts should be eraced sharply.