Variants Loki Novels & Stories

Loki Letus, a rich, handsome and influential man, who had an androgynous body, long red hair and of German origin, that region was close to the Swiss Alps, where he had his winter skiing business and various hobbies and snow sports. There he was, fucking another woman, a rich young businesswoman, all around him, fucking the beautiful blonde, named Ariadne Papadaquis, who was on all fours, while observing other couples spread out, she was one of his seasonal lovers, in which he offered discounts, in exchange for spending a few nights being fucked by him. The man was a muscular, handsome, red-haired, green-eyed version who had countless servants and trains and cable cars. There in the middle o

This man was lanky and gave off a calming presence, yet Shiva knew better than to underestimate a Scholar. “Who are you?” Shiva asked. “Loki. I am sure you have heard of me before, Sir Shiva.” The one called Loki, who had started the war of two Heavens with nothing but schemes and plots alone bowed his head slightly when he spoke in respect to the one who stood before him.

Loki said in a calm tone and deadpan expression that made me swell with anger. "Don't you try to blackmail me, Loki!" I shouted, losing control of my rage. "I would never. I just need you to come to your senses, Blake. Loretta has half of the pack members in her grip. But the Nobles own most of them financially…" "Dad!" Sighing heavily, Loki's expression softened as he said, "With Luna mated to Nero, your chances of running this pack is slim, except you have both the Nobles and me backing you."

He opened the bag Philip had given him, which contained a bandolier of grenades wrapped in the invisibility fabric. Instead of stopping at the other side of the wards, the vehicle stopped at a large ash tree. “Here we are.” Loki jumped out and placed his hand on its trunk. When a knothole widened into a narrow doorway, he stepped through and disappeared into its depths. My pulse quickened, and my skin tightened into goosebumps. This was the Sixth Faction’s equivalent of the brass elevator and also part of the plan. Griff took my hand and gave it an encouraging squeeze before we both entered the hole.

I really didn’t recognize myself. “We’ll do it your way. I’ll send you to the North Pole today.” My brothers laughed quietly, whispering something that seemed interesting among themselves. “Prepare yourself, the journey is long. We cannot waste time. After the wedding, Lucien will come here to protect us,” he clarified, and I agreed. Soon I returned to my tent, isolated from my family because I was born a defective female, a she-wolf who didn’t know how to transform. Yet, the family and everyone in that pack depended on me, on my acceptance. I am destined to be Lucien’s, the solitary Alpha. Will I really be able to fulfill my role well? Will I be able to replace his beloved and unforgettable

Idiot. Uriel’s head sprung up excitedly. “Oh, hi!” Standing up, she brushed her short dress off, the green stains still discernible. “I’m Uriel, what’s your name?” Loki took out his hand for her to shake. She shook it playfully. “I’m Loki, Prince of Hell,” he tugged on his suit jacket, giving a smile. “That’s right! You were standing up there with your family. Sorry, I got so excited I must have forgotten! You were very handsome up there.” Loki puffed out his chest.

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.

“Here’s the thing. I’m not just a Vessel. I’m the prophesized Vessel. I didn’t know who I was prophesized to fight until Imeela was brought into the Goddess Hecate’s consciousness.” Loki had about two feet on her, but that did not deter her. She did not fear him one bit, but she also would not underestimate him either. She used her aura to push her up from the ground so that she was more evenly matched height wise. This was a move that she had perfected since she realized that she could do it about three weeks ago. It would allow her to move faster and further than being on her own two feet would.

Loki said and immediately end the call. Loki is like a child. Little and random things interest him even at an early age. He would get dirty or walk a thousand miles if that is the only way to be with his "educational tool". He got it from his adventurer father. He only sees things and people as some kind of tools to learn more. He likes observing people in their everyday lives, it does not only satisfies his thirst for knowledge and some other things, but it also fulfill his role as a shadow for someone he needs to protect. Luckily, he never knocked someone out ever. Well, that's a good news.