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Loki and Ingrid 35--if anyone still cares about this series

Missing You It happens in slow motion as Lyd throws the punch. But Loki is ready for her, a shielding charm out before she can react. She’s on the floor of the ship in seconds.           “Guys! Stop!” shouts Sif, attempting to fly a spaceship as my stomach churns.           I feel frozen, as Lyd struggles to her feet.           “What do you think you’re doing?”           “Loki, this is your fault.”           “I thought it was my fault for not turning him over to you!” I shout.           “I’m confused!” chimes in Sif, narrowly dodging a stray asteroid.           “Great,” I sigh.           “Who do you think you ar...

Loki and Ingrid 34

Denial part 4 is coming soon--hang tight! Escape She looks at me, like I’m vermin. “What?”           “Nothing,” I sigh, “You shouldn’t be smoking in the kitchen.”           “You can’t tell me what to do. You two never got married, and besides, he’s not legit anyway. He should technically be ruling Jotunheim, and no, signing a book doesn’t count as marriage!”           “I DON’T CARE!” I scream, “I HAT E YOU ANYWAY!”           Lyd doesn’t move, or seem phased by my sudden outburst. “I’m used to it,” she sighs, inhaling deeply.           She doesn’t know anything, I remember. She doesn’t know what just happened.           “What happened to your hand?” she asks, but she doesn’t sound worried, and I know sh...

Loki and Ingrid 33--TRIGGER WARNING: RLY DARK

Trapped Loki opens the book he’s writing in and starts to read. “Ingrid,”           And then, the door explodes. I’m not even kidding. And in the midst of the explosion is Lydvor, carrying a large gun.           “What the hell do you want?” I hear myself shouting as Lyd puts her gun away and advances into the room.           “I came to break you out, Ingrid.” Lyd shrugs and brushes herself off.           “Um…how did you…”           “Enough of that—why did you blow up my door?”           “Loki, I heard you too, trying to seduce her—apparently. I don’t know,” she sighs, “I’ll pay for your stupid door. I was just doing what had to be done before things got messy.”       ...