Lokilayfeyson Stories

Shivanaala, flame goddess. (Shiv- uh- nah- luh) Your name meant auspiciousness fire. You were the daughter of Surtr, ruler of Muspelheim. Fire giant. But you weren't so giant. Being looked down upon by your parents your entire life, you strives for greatness. You were one of the most powerful goddesses to be, but to them, you were a disappointment. You fought like a warrior before you were even fifteen, the training getting harder as you grew. You could out wit and out fight the best of the best, even at your small stature for a giant, no one was match for your skill. Soon, as your title grew, word of your rising spread through the nine realms. You were Shivanaala of Muspelheim, And you were burdened with glorious purpose.

A young orphan turns theif in order to survive in the great city of Asgard. She became a master theif but she was seen one day and the guard began to chase her she ran. She ended up running into the arms of a young prince. Not yet known to either of them this chance encounter would change their lives forever.