Tony Loki Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I don’t love you, Jazzy. I didn’t get a chance to because you turned out to be a scumbag. Please don’t delude yourself, you and I are nothing. What we had is a phase I’m calling the ‘what the fuck was I thinking’ phase.” “But… we could be so good together.” “You’re a pushy for a short guy.” A male voice cut through our conversation. My eyes side-glanced, and I saw Loki. What is he doing here? “And who the fuck are you?” Jazzy asked, puffing his chest like that would make him appear stronger. Loki ignored him. “Superstar, we meet again.” His blonde hair fell over his eyes, and he looked like he was happier than a kid on Christmas.

The door opens a while after, revealing an eleven-year-old boy in a black top and a matching pair of khaki trousers- Derek. “You look sad?” I ask, taking his backpack off his shoulders. “Didn’t you have fun with Scott?” “You’re late. Again,” he mutters, maintaining the annoyed look on his cute little face. “They had fun,” Sofia informs, joining us outside. “Thank you,” I smile. “And by the way, you look terrible.” I look at the blue short-sleeved gown I have on and can't help but agree with her. It has some stains here and there making it look even worse than it originally was.

Nick came to meet me and asked me to meet his pack because he said we are going to stay there for a few days after our marriage so I went to meet the members of his pack. His pack's name is Blue Stone Pack. It is a little away from the city side and the place is green and beautiful. I met his Alpha first. His name is Atlas Myles Rozell and he was so curt and emotionless that I shivered as soon as he looked back into my eyes. His eyes were emotionless. But surprisingly he turned out to be Nick's childhood friend along with Scott— his beta friend and Thomas, his second Beta friend. Wow, I thought Nick had no friends but he proved me wrong.

Grace kept talking about getting what to eat instead but stop noticing Tory was already sleeping. Tory slept for hours before waking up,she felt her head ache as she stood up but didn't care, she kept on looking at her phone which had Brenden's picture as her wallpaper, she kept on gazing at the picture asking herself what was so special about this guy that makes it hard to forget about him. "Will you come, so we can get something to eat or do you still want to keep looking at Brenden's picture as if he will suddenly pop out of it"

I stand at a distance and watch as Alpha Kai’s Lycan, Loki, converses with Fenriz’s Baron. Loki is huge, his size clearly double that of Baron and as broadly built as Kai himself; his claws are the size of a grown man’s index finger, while his teeth look like they could bite an arm clean off. They’ve been talking for over forty minutes, but I sense no bloodlust from either of them; no, all I can sense is a brotherly love.

He called gently and I looked at him as saliva gathered in my mouth while I tried to act natural. "Meet my brother, Viktor Sokolov." He introduced and it felt like a bucket of ice had been thrown onto me. 'This man was Viktor Sokolov?' I gasped as it now hit me why he looked so familiar. I had seen this man before on this news several times because he was a military soldier captain and it was nothing good. Mostly about him bombing other armies, sneaking an attack or planning a coup. A reporter had once said that the only difference between this man and a Black mamba was that this man could walk so what Don Luciano doing besides him?

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They give off the same vibes, so I think he'll be fine. "By the way," Loki and I both stared at him as he wiped his hand and held it out in front of us. "By the way, my name is Lorenzo Rondilla," he introduced himself. Loki quickly extended his hand for a handshake. "Hello Lorenzo, my name is Loki," Loki introduced himself. After Loki had finished, I shook his hand. "My name is Thor, and it's a pleasure to meet you, Lorenzo," I said briefly before letting go of his hand.

He was just about to say something, but Javier obviously did not need a reply. Hence, Javier struck Loki’s lower body with his knee. Loki ended up sprawling on the ground as well, thoroughly losing consciousness, in fact. He felt as though someone had punched him in the head, knocking him out completely. However, this was far from over for Loki. Loki’s self-defense mechanism kicked in automatically due to the immense pain caused by that knee strike, which led him to lose consciousness directly. In truth, Loki was very likely going to feel even more pain when he came around because he was never going to be able to call himself a man again.

he purred, “you should know better than to make promises you can’t keep.” He gestured lazily to Domenico’s limp body with his foot. “Your traitor was delicious, by the way. So full of rage and self-loathing.” He licked his lips. “I suppose I should thank him for luring you here. I couldn’t have planned this reunion better myself.” My vision burned — not from the sand anymore, but from fury. Loki was supposed to be dead. And yet here he was. He stepped closer. Raven growled beside me.