What If Thor Went For The Head Novels & Stories

Shifting, I throw the two people off me who have hold of my body and jump at Wayne, he falls backwards. Snarling, I bite his arm and he screams as it comes off. He can’t shift without all his body parts. Gripping his other arm, I pull, tearing it from his body as he screams and thrashes. I can hear the others fighting, but ignore them as I reach down and bite against his neck, pulling until his body is no longer connected to his head. A growl leaves my lips as I feel something sharp stab my back, turning, I see the man and watch him fall. Thorin stands with blood on his paws.

Baldur says to Thor. Thor growls, tightening his grip on me. “If she’s got time to think about your bedroom, I clearly haven’t kept her busy enough. These overgrown supernatural pigeons have kept us waiting long enough. I think it’s time I fuck my woman unconscious.” He stands, lifting me. “Thor! We can’t go! This is too important!” I squeal, smacking his chest. “More important than making you scream my name while you cum around my cock?” he rumbles into my ear.

I didn’t say anything more to the young girl instead I turned my back to her and proceeded up the stairs two at a time. I peered around the door to see the final rouge with a knife to my mate’s throat, the sight causing Thor to take temporary control. He let out a feral growl before forming a fireball in my hand. “What the” was all he managed to get out as I watched Thor fling it through the air hitting the rouge in the head. As his grip loosened on the girl he was holding I moved to catch her with lightning speed. “Got you” Thor purred as he gently lowered her to the ground.

“Screw the optics.” “Someone has to pay for the attack on my brother. Otherwise, the other family heads will think I’m a coward for pulling out of the fight. And I know for a fact they’ll put you through the ringer if you surrender. There’s no way out of this without one of us losing everything.” Thor grinds his teeth, casting his eyes on the floor. “Dammit. The fucker planned for this. He wanted to see us tear each other a part.” “Rossi? But why?”

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.

Adora Thor's lips pressed tightly together, and his chest rose and fell as he tried hard to contain his feelings. I was so stupid to have opened my mouth; to blurt out that Damian was my mate, and now I was putting the innocent guy's life in danger. Flinching as if the air had turned colder, my eyes darted to the side, and my fingers twisted together. The corners of Thor's mouth pulled down to one side in a grimace while I pasted on a smile of nonchalance.

"I felt you leave. Felt your fear. I thought they'd taken you. I thought that mob had come back to finish what they started." His hands moved frantically over me, checking my face, brushing the bandage over my eye, running down my arms as though verifying I was still whole. His touch sparked electric against my skin, weakening my knees. "I'm fine, Thor," I breathed, dropping formality without thinking. "I was with Clara. I just needed air." "Air?" he roared, though he didn't release his hold. "The streets are crawling with people who'd love to see you bleed! Do you have any idea what I'd have done if someone had touched you again? I'd have torn this city apart!"

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.

*Whish* The head of the Frost Giant came off quite simply. These two made killing Ascenders look really simple. “Don’t wipe that on your cape,” Thrud, daughter of Thor and one of the Heads of the Valkyries chided as she forcefully separated the God of Thunder’s hands from his cape. Alas, the simple thunder god had already wiped much of the blood and gore onto his golden cape. “Sorry,” Thor shrunk back from his daughter’s piercing gaze. “Frigg worked hard to make that cape for you. Forget it.” Thrud sighed and gave up. Her father was beyond redemption.

"How's Thor? How is he holding up?" Martha asks to my surprise. I thought she would be angry at Thor for choosing another she-wolf over her daughter. And not just any she-wolf but Alpha Nate's daughter that Ash recently fought with... Okay, maybe she's not the kind of person that goes out of their way to show hate but still, I never expected her to care about Thor's well-being when it seemed like he broke her daughter's heart