"Nothing can ever stop me from loving you...never... I'll take you, all of you... as to me, you have no flaws" *Just A Sweet Poetic Story*

"You came back." I say it like a question, holding my breath, afraid that one wrong move will make him disappear. But he's really there-standing a few feet away from me at the edge of the field. He looks exhausted. Dirt clings to his skin, his clothes torn and worn from battles I don't yet understand. And still... he smiles. "I promised I would." I step closer, slowly, carefully-praying this isn't another trick of fate. When my hand reaches his face and I feel the chill of his skin beneath my fingers, I finally understand. He's real. The one person fate swore I would never touch again is standing right in front of me. --------------------- A goddess-killed, reborn, and finally awakened-has reclaimed the memories of who she once was. But awakening comes at a cost. Two lives. Two sets of memories. One fractured soul struggling to become whole again. And yet, through every lifetime, one truth never changes. She loves him. No matter the world. No matter the memory. She falls for him every time. A god forged in shadows, cursed to live in the wake of others' expectations, never sought a throne-or redemption. But for her, he would burn realms, defy fate, and suffer every loss again if it meant giving her the life she deserves. They have loved each other without remembering. They have remembered without being allowed to love. Now reunited, they must face the battles fate keeps throwing in their path-and decide whether destiny can be rewritten... or if they are doomed to remain the gods' cruelest punishment. Forever bound. Forever torn apart. Forever reaching for one another. ---------------------- This is the second book to my 'Worship Me' series! There will be mature topics in this story. All characters and rights go to Marvel except for the main character and some side characters.

I rip my hand away, fumbling for my bow. The arrow trembles between my fingers. One shot-one call-and the cell would drop him 30,000 feet. But I can't let go. Tears sting my eyes. My arms shake from the effort of holding the string back. "Do I know you, Loki Laufeyson?! Is there a reason I can't seem to kill you?!" He takes a step back, pain flashing through his features. "No," he says softly. "You don't know me. You just... remind me of someone I once knew." "Who?" I whisper. "She was my everything," he says, voice breaking. "But she was taken from me. Lost. I was told I'd find her again, but now..." His head drops. "Now I fear she's gone forever." My throat closes. "Can you tell me about her?" "There's nothing to tell," he murmurs. "Only that I swore to love and protect her-for eternity." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Asgard - a realm of eternal splendor, where golden towers kiss the sky and the Nine Realms thrive under the watchful gaze of the Allfather, Odin. Here, gods and immortals live among rivers of light and endless beauty, their faith sustaining the balance between worlds. Across every realm, belief takes many forms - science, spirit, myth - yet all trace back to one truth: life itself waits, dormant, in the deepest heart of the forest. A force older than creation, sleeping until destiny calls it to rise. But when the young God of Mischief stumbles upon that divine power, the awakening does not bring salvation. It brings chaos. What begins as a spark of curiosity turns into a storm of pain, sorrow, and love. Phase one needs some serious editing and expansion. However I want to finish a good chunk of my story before I do so. This story will not have very long lasting "happy" moments. It has angst tagged for a reason. Slow burn ish Lots of Angst enemies to lovers Phases will go through each movie A Lokixfemreader fanfic All characters and rights go to Marvel except for the main character and some side characters

"Can I ask you something?" He whispers. I scoff softly. "When have you ever asked for permission to say anything, Harrington?" A quiet chuckle slips from him. I hold my cigarette. He takes it, bringing it to his lips. When he exhales, the smoke briefly blurs his face. "Do you think," he says slowly, "if things were different...we would've worked out?" I take the cigarette back. "Different as in my emotional baggage? Or us not fighting for our lives every two seconds?" "Both." I sigh. "Yeah. I think we would've worked out. But that's not our reality Steve." I take one last drag, the sweet, bitter burn filling my lungs. "Maybe in our next life, we'll be luckier." -------------------------------------------- Years of control. Broken memories. Unhealed grief. A father and his once-eldest daughter daughter return to the town he grew up in-Hawkins, Indiana. A place he believes will finally keep her safe. A place where they can mourn their losses in peace. He wants her to have everything he never did, a normal childhood, friends, late nights, the comfort of knowing no one can ever hurt her again. What he doesn't realize is that Hawkins is where it all began. November, 1983, makes that truth impossible to ignore-when he learns he didn't bring her away from the danger, but straight back to its source. Because some scars were carved beneath fluorescent lights. Because some childhoods were stolen behind locked doors. And the only other person who knows the truth-her best friend, Steve Harrington-must bury his own feelings if he wants to keep her alive. Even if it breaks him. --------------------------- Steve Harrington x femreader Current progress: Season 1: in progress Season 2:- Season 3: - Season 4:- Season 5:- There will be smut, EVENTUALLY! I will not be writing it until after season 2, when the characters are over 18. All characters except mine belong to the Duffer Brothers!

These are literally all smutty to it's not even funny. [ Discontinued book !! ]