Norse-mythology povestiri

Skoll (One; who laugh) and Hati (One; who hates) are the names of two evil Jotnar (giants) presented in ancient Norse mythology. They are the sons of Fenrir and are constantly chasing Sol and Mani, the Norse gods who embodies the Sun and the Moon. They'll inevitably eat the two gods and this started Ragnarök, the end of the world. This is where their story should end, but does it?

**SEQUEL TO THE BEGINNING OF AN END** The world ended once. This time, it's personal. Theron Vire doesn't remember who he was before the world collapsed. He doesn't remember the kingdoms of fire and blood, or the war between gods and demons. All he knows is this broken Earth-one ruled by ash, desperation, and silence. But something inside him remembers. He dreams of red hair, chaos, and someone he once swore to protect-or destroy. Haunted by visions and chased by a past he can't name, Theron is about to uncover a truth buried deep in his soul: he was once Asmodeus, a demon king, born of sin and forged in rebellion. In the aftermath of The Beginning of an End, where gods rose and fell and loyalties were tested in the final battle, this is what comes after-the forgotten pieces, the fragile human shell, and the sparks of war threatening to ignite once again. When a stranger named Seth arrives, carrying his own secrets and bleeding hope, Theron is pulled into a new war-one where survival isn't enough. The past is clawing its way back, and this time, it won't let him go.

When Odin strips Hela of her godly power and banishes her, he expects her to fall to Midgard. Instead, a temporal rift tears her across the multiverse, dropping the furious, depowered Goddess of Death into the freezing snow outside Winterfell just as the Long Night begins. Surviving the clash against the White Walkers on pure grit and ordinary steel, Hela rejects the cautious alliances of the North. Drawn south by a lingering instinct for true power and a worthy equal, she rides into King's Landing as Cersei Lannister prepares for the final siege against Daenerys Targaryen. Captured and brought before the Iron Throne, the two women recognize a kindred spirit in one another: both discarded by patriarchal ambition, both weaponized, and both relentless. What begins as a calculated political alliance quickly escalates into a charged, obsessive, and consuming romance. Amid the ash of a burning city and the blood of a remade realm, the Lion Queen and the Goddess of Death forge an unbreakable bond, choosing each other over every crown, every god, and every possible return to Asgard.

Rúna Ragnarsdóttir-Wataru is many things. The eldest daughter of Ragnar Lothbrok and Lagertha. A sworn shieldmaiden. A raider. A Pokémon Trainer. A seventh-year Gryffindor. And the wife of Indigo Champion Lance Wataru. She may study magic in Scotland, but Hogwarts has never changed where she comes from. Rúna still wears Mjölnir around her neck, honors the old gods, speaks Old Norse, carries the oath she swore to her chieftain, and returns home to sail and raid beside her people. Lance understands better than most. He entered her village as an outsider, learned their language and customs, earned the hospitality of her family-and witnessed exactly one punishment for treason that convinced him never to anger a village full of Vikings. So when Professor McGonagall mysteriously orders Rúna to wear her ceremonial clothing to lunch and informs her that she'll be joining the professors that evening, Rúna knows something is wrong. Then foreign delegations arrive. The Triwizard Tournament is announced. Rúna discovers she's been appointed one of its judges. And sitting among the international representatives is her husband, summoned as a delegate of the Kanto Indigo League while new ties form between Kanto and Britain's wizarding world. Rúna has only one response to learning that being a judge means she cannot enter the tournament: Thank Odin. Because as far as one Viking shieldmaiden is concerned, the Triwizard Tournament isn't glory. It's suicide with an audience.

ɪɴ ʀᴇᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴘʀᴏᴄᴇss Long time ago, there was a war. The gods of Asgard, fierce and unyielding, clashed against the Vanir, masters of magic and wisdom. Realms burned. Blood stained the roots of Yggdrasil for many years. Neither side could claim victory. The war ended in a truce, but the wounds it left behing never truly healed. The Aesir still distrust Vanir magic. The Vanir never forgiven Asgard what was done to them... Now, as tention rise once more, as Asgard and Vanaheim stand on the edge of war, Odin sees only one solution: marriage A king who does not want his throne. A queen who refuses to be silenced. A union meant to heal two realms- but the burden of it all might ruin them both. Their marriage is a political necessity, a fragile alliance between realms. They argue, they clash, they don't want each other, they hate each other. Or do they? Until a real challenge presents itself...

Asgard is gone-reduced to glittering dust-leaving its shattered queen, Hela, adrift in the suffocating void of space. But just as she faces the bitter reality of her defeat, a mysterious vessel pierces the darkness. What awaits the fallen ruler aboard the strange ship could be her salvation, or the beginning of an entirely new conquest.

When we last met our hero, it was in the depths of Helheim, having been trapped for seven long years and forced to brave the cold in a game designed to be unwinnable. Now? He has won, anyway, and been granted the reward for victory - ascension. But the life of an einherjar in Asgard is one of constant battle, and this could not be more true for Leif Laufwyn. After all, "Hel is other people", or something like that. Facing off against the enemies of Asgard and fending off the dagger-like stares of his new peers, Leif unwillingly fights a battle on two fronts - but even now, it appears fate is not quite done with him yet.

A play on Journey To the West, throughout the story you follow the Chinese god Erlang Shen also known as Yang Jian as he finds himself in the realm of the Norse gods. He must try and survive, and figure out how he ended up in such a place. Let him take you on a treacherous journey full of trials and tribulations, filled with splendor, adventures, and misadventures with the other gods. This story is both dark fantasy, and science fiction. (Just a disclaimer warning this story contains bad language, violence, and mild sex scenes but nothing too explicit.) This version is also being properly proof read and edited, the other version was only a draft. This novel is currently a work in progress and has three more chapters to write)

When a high-stakes heist goes disastrously wrong, Sombra finds herself torn from her reality and stranded on the frozen, brutal shores of Ard Skellig. Stripped of her unlimited tech, facing dwindling ammunition, and forced to survive in a world ruled by steel, monsters, and magic, the notorious hacker must adapt or perish. When she is brought before Cerys an Craite, a fierce and clever young leader fighting to unite her people, an unexpected alliance is forged in the fires of survival. As deadly political conspiracies, ancient magical rifts, and rival clans threaten to tear Skellige apart, Sombra and Cerys must rely on each other's strength, cunning, and raw courage. In the quiet shadows between bloody monster hunts and high-stakes court intrigue, a slow-burn romance kindles into an unbreakable bond-proving that home isn't a place or a network, but the person who holds your shelter in the storm.

Claudia Cain knows how to survive. Be useful. Be quiet. Need nothing. But when an old law sends her to Idavoll on her twelfth birthday, she is forced into a world her mother spent years keeping from her-a world tied to her dead father, hidden bloodlines, ancient magic, and truths no one seems willing to say aloud. The wards know her. The ravens watch her. And something buried in her family's past is beginning to wake. Claudia thought leaving home would mean freedom. She was wrong. Somewhere between being chosen, being claimed, and being loved, she'll have to decide what belongs to her-and what never should have.

A book about a man from Yorkshire discovering heritage Benjamin Brook has always believed myths were simply stories. Until an ancient church bell rings for the first time in over three centuries. Hidden beneath a quiet Yorkshire church lies a forgotten library, home to the Keepers-an ancient order sworn to preserve the truth that binds the Nine Realms together. When a mysterious chronicle calls Benjamin by name, he discovers that his late grandfather was guarding secrets older than history itself. Guided by Thor, welcomed into Asgard, and entrusted with a lantern that shines with hope, Benjamin must choose whether to leave behind the life he has always known and walk the living roots of Yggdrasil. But as the Keepers gather once more, whispers of an ancient darkness begin to stir beyond the light. The Forgotten Son of Thunder is an epic fantasy of courage, friendship, and legacy, where legends are history, ordinary people become extraordinary through their choices, and the greatest strength is not found in power-but in truth, hope, and the light we carry for one another. The Bell has rung. The journey has begun.

Reika squinted at the little woman in a hazmat suit. It hurt to have this conversation over and over. She was scared. She stared at the burns on her face like they were accusations. Still she refused to leave her behind in that hellish fallout shelter. Her hand was already reaching for the button that would reset time itself, sending her back to her bed in the burn ward, sending her back to Monday morning. .... An attempt to tell a post-apocalyptic horror story with mythology that can also be read purely as a fan-fic.

BOOK #1 OF The SIGYN Series (BASICALLY A SERIES WHERE THE MC FALLS TO DIFFERENT FANDOMS BUT EVERYTIME SHE FALLS TO A DIFFERENT FANDOM IT DOES NOT HAVE ANY SIGNIFICANCE OR CONNECTIONS TO THE OTHERS.) ─┉┈◈◉◈┈┉ " Is it dead? " " I think so. Wait, it moved. " " Then it's alive? Try nudging it. " " No, you do it! " ┌──❀*̥˚───❀*̥˚─┐ The Survey Corps discovered a new type of Titan. Or is it really a Titan? Find out by reading the book, duh. └───❀*̥˚───❀*̥˚┘ [ 𝚏𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚌! 𝚡 aot ] Cover is mine. Sources: Pinterest and PicsArt. Text Copyright © raeiin™️ 20𝟸𝟶

Bone & Prayer They call her the Wolf Witch. Some swear she was raised by wolves beneath the watchful eyes of the old gods. Others claim she speaks with ravens, reads the future in carved bone, and walks untouched through forests where no man dares follow. Priests call her cursed. Danes call her blessed. Most simply pray they never cross her path. Years ago, Freki disappeared into the wilderness, escaping the cruelty of her father, Kjartan the Cruel. The world believed she had died. Her brother never stopped carrying the guilt. Now, after Kjartan's death, whispers of a mysterious seer reach Uhtred of Bebbanburg. A woman with wolves at her side. A woman bearing the blood of Kjartan. A woman known only as the Wolf Witch. Determined to uncover the truth, Uhtred leads his men north, never expecting that the legend they seek is Sihtric's long-lost sister. Freki has survived by the wisdom of the forest, the guidance of the old gods, and the family she found among wolves. She has no need for kingdoms, kings, or war. Then she meets Osferth. The gentle monk-turned-warrior is unlike anyone she has ever known. He does not fear the whispers surrounding her, nor does he ask her to abandon the gods she serves. Instead, he offers quiet kindness where others offer suspicion, steadfast faith where others demand proof, and a heart brave enough to see the woman hidden beneath the legend. As Saxons and Danes wage war for England's future, Freki and Osferth must navigate two worlds that insist they should never belong together. One walks by bone. One walks by prayer. Yet both discover that family is chosen, faith wears many faces, and love is strongest when it asks neither person to become someone else. Destiny is all... but perhaps destiny is not written by blood alone.

Death chose Seraphine Valen long before she ever had the chance to choose herself. At eighteen, she stands ankle-deep in the aftermath of a life erased-everyone she has ever loved reduced to silence and ruin around her. From that blood-soaked silence, she rises carrying something no mortal was ever meant to inherit: dominion over death itself. One touch ends a life. One thought bends annihilation to her will. And deep inside her, something dark has finally awakened... and it is starving. Her power does not go unnoticed. The Banes come first-nightmare-born creatures drawn to her like vultures to a dying world, desperate to claim the weapon she has become. As civilization fractures and reality begins to rot at the edges, Seraphine is forced to flee into something far worse than the world she left behind. Death's Castle. An ancient, shifting labyrinth where the walls remember every soul that has ever screamed within them. There, in the cold shadow of eternity, she finds she is not alone. A diviner who reads fate as it unravels thread by thread. A war-vampire, addicted to bloodshed as much as battle. And a brute whose silence hides a loyalty strong enough to crack bone. Together, they form an uneasy alliance-bound not by trust, but by survival. But Seraphine's awakening is only the beginning. As buried truths about her bloodline rise to the surface, she discovers a legacy stitched from both darkness and light-something older than kingdoms, older than gods, older even than death itself. And in the void beyond all things... something has been waiting for her.

Ten years. It has been ten agonizing years since Hela Lokidottir has set foot in Asgard since her banishment, and she has some business to take care of. In the midst of saving the Nine Realms from destruction, she must also take care of personal matters, such as patching things up with her father. Can Hela keep her family together, along with the rest of the realms? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ COPYRIGHT NOTICE I do not own any Marvel characters. Hela is based off a Marvel character, whom I do not own. Hela, Loki, and other Marvel characters have been used solely for writing/entertainment purposes. Also, the images used above certain chapters are not mine.

My name is Leilani and I'm sure you know or have heard of my father Loki Laufeyson. My Dad was on earth when I was born and I never knew my mom. I live on Earth with the Avengers. There's something you should know though. I have powers but, even my dad doesn't know how powerful they are.

GUARDIANS OF THE LIGHT The Truth Before Time Book 1 by Astri_elle එක් අදුරු බලයක් "The First Shadow - Morvath " එක් ශ්‍රේෂ්ඨ ඉලක්කයක් වෙනුවෙන් කැප වුණු යෞවනයන් සත් දෙනෙක් "අපි 7 ක් නෙවෙයි බං 8 ක් ඉන්නවා. " පැවැත්මේ සමබරතාවය රැකීමට නියම වූ නිවුන් ආත්ම දෙකක්? "දෙන්නෙක්? " "ආ... ඔව් මේ මම යුරේලියන්, කියන්න අමාරුයි වගේනම් ලියන් කිවුවත් කමක් නෑ.......... Go away idiot මම අයිලා හමුවීම සතුටක්. " මේ ඔවුන්ගේ කතාවයි.... "රාවණ සීත ඉස්සුව වගේ ඕනනම් එකීව උස්සමු" "උබට වගේ මට ඉක්මනට මැරෙන්න ආසාවක් නෑ " "sweetheart... Opps sorry, wrong time" "උබලා කවුද මගේ යාළුවන්ට අත තියන්න, කළු කැත ජරා සෙවල සත්තු. බලාගන්නවා මම කරන දේ " " උදවුවක් විදියට මම වෙලාව තත්පර දෙකකට ආපස්සට යවලා දෙන්නම්, හැබැයි දෙයියනේ කියලා කට වහන් ඉන්න. " "ඔතන ඉඳගන්න එපා තව ටිකකින් මල් පෝච්චියක් වැටෙනවා..... මම කලින් කිවුවා"

screaming, who could ever leave me, darling? but who could stay?

The TVA accidentally lost Loki, and where did he end up? Bingo! In your kitchen! And with what? His powers restricted, nowhere to go... So, are you keeping him? This story is supposed to be light hearted for all the depressed readers after the season 2 finale, love you all 🫶 (Ps: the cover art was made by me, my instagram: gabrielleee_eeee I did not post it on my instagram because of the number of people I know irl who follows me) Also, Loki doesn't belong to me!