Loki X Reader || Frostfire: Love Amidst Ice and Flame

Prologue

Author's Note:

Hey everyone! Just a quick note before we kick things off. If you're here for the romance (and trust me, it's coming), I want you to know that I'm all about slow-burn relationships. I'm not into the whole "love at first sight" thing where characters are head over heels from the get-go. I believe in building something real, with depth and layers, which takes time.

But don't worry—the wait is all part of the experience. There's going to be plenty of passion and intensity, just not right away. I want you to feel every moment as the characters' connection deepens, so when those steamy scenes finally happen, they'll be that much more satisfying.

So stick with me, enjoy the journey, and I promise, the payoff will be worth it. Thanks for being here, and I can't wait to share what's in store!

Also, this is my first time writing on Wattpad, and I could really use your support. If you're enjoying the story, please don't forget to vote and leave a comment—it really helps! And if you have any suggestions for what you'd like to see in the story, I'm all ears. Let's make this adventure unforgettable together!

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The ancient halls of Asgard whispered of secrets long buried, their shadows thick with the weight of forgotten prophecies.

Odin, the All-Father, sat upon his throne, his gaze distant and troubled. For in the depths of his heart, he harbored a fear that he could not shake—a prophecy that foretold his demise at the hands of his own blood.

Centuries ago, in a battle that altered the course of the Nine Realms, Odin defeated Laufey, the king of the Frost Giants, and claimed victory over their icy kingdom. Among the spoils of war was a child, Loki, who was taken to Asgard and raised as Odin's own.

But Loki's true heritage, his birthright as a Frost Giant, was kept hidden from him for 'reasons' that would be discovered by a girl on Midgard, unraveling a story of destiny, betrayal, and impossible love.

Far from the golden spires of Asgard, in the mortal realm of Midgard, a young woman named Y/N lived a life untouched by the divine.

Yet as her eighteenth birthday approached, something ancient stirred within her. Unexplained visions haunted her nights—visions of a realm she had only heard of in myth, and of a man whose voice called to her in a way that both terrified and enthralled her.

In these dreams, the man's presence was undeniable, his gaze magnetic, and his name— Loki—echoed in her mind like a forgotten song. Powers, both fierce and unyielding, began to awaken within her—powers that danced on the edge of frost and flame.