[EXPLICIT] If you are a fan of the Avengers movies and/or Norse lore, I'm sure you will find a fairly awesome story between all the smut. He put a finger under her chin to make her look at him and gave her a soft kiss. It was short but it left her dazed. "I just need you to be aware, I will not provide you with any sort of stability. I am the God of Mischief after all." She smiled and bit her lip before speaking. "Now why would I want something like stability after all I have been through? I cannot promise you that either." His eyes showed a spark of excitement. "Oh you are going to be so much fun..."

Both have a past they don't like. She was tortured and he was neglected. But when the God of Mischief has to be held captive in her home she can't help be curious. She's one of the few who shows kindness to the misunderstood God; not caring that the others around her don't approve. When troubles come her way making her life haywire he's there for her as well. So falling in love with him along the way will obviously happen...right? (This story may have some parts that may be triggering to the reader) (I write as I go without having a full storyline thought out so I am unable to say when they might come)