(LOKI MARVEL AU FANFIC!)
Sweet, Charming, Kind, Caring, Funny, Gentle...
Loki is everything Elidi's mother told her a frost giant could NEVER be. She was sent to Asgard by the orders of the fire giant king, Surtur, to assassinate Laufey's Son. At first, she thought it would be easy. Kill him and get out of Asgard before Ragnarok, but love always complicates things...
Should she follow orders like a good fire giant soldier and daughter?
OR
Should she follow her heart to a love she's always longed for with Loki?
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"Kill him tonight, or you are no daughter of mine." She grabbed the back of my neck, forcing me to look in her eyes. "You kill him tonight, Elidi, or I will, and you'll be banished from Muspelheim for the rest of eternity."
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"Eli, No!" I heard Loki's voice shaking as he wept over my head in his lap. "Please Eli, I can't lose you, I love you!"
"I love you too. Eternally." I used all my strength in the moment, trying to will the words to come out louder, but they were still a mere whisper.
"Eli." His lips crashed onto mine upside down, all the passion of our time apart conveyed in one kiss. It filled me like lifeblood, and my eyes fluttered open.
"I'm fine, Loki. Promise." I started to sit up with his assistance and turned around to see those familiar green eyes boring into my very soul, filled with love and tenderness.
"But... how did you?" He asked, his hand running along my cheek gently, tenderly.
"I told you," I said, dropping the magical disguise I had clung to for oh so long and allowing the orange-red tones spread over my flesh, revealing the hot, blazing blue fire within my eyes and the flicker of light in my long red hair. "You could never hurt me."
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Like Fire and Ice is a twisting, turning, Loki-centered novel of enemies to lovers in a Marvel AU! Read on if you dare!
"Don't worry. I can feel it too.,"
A forced marriage. A sacrifice for her people. A war. And then there's Loki. The annoying, sarcastic, self-absorbed, opinionated, mischief-making, fallen prince of Asgard who seems to make his own history with the princess...
"'Don't say that again.' Loki growled. He came closer while I backed away until I was nearly falling down the edge of the ship. He was menacing, his eyes burning with rage and his posture waiting for me to make a move, so he could attack. I only noticed his chest pressed heavily against mine when it was too late. His hands grabbed my hips tightly to prevent me from escaping and his breath mixed with mine."