Who Is Erik The Red In The Norse Settlement Book?

“I built his empire with my blood and my money. He rewarded me by taking my cousin to our bed.” For years, I was the invisible Alpha of the Sandwell Pack. While Maxwell claimed his "duties" kept him from me, I was the one balancing the ledgers, securing the borders, and investing my private millions to turn his dying territory into a gold mine. On my 18th birthday, I finally found out what those "duties" were. I found my fated mate, Maxwell, in the arms of my cousin, Amelie. they mocked me for being a "useful fool," an unpaid servant who funded their luxury while they shared a bed. When I exposed their lies to the Pack, they didn’t offer me justice. They chose Amelie’s fake tears and exiled me on the spot. I didn't steal a cent of their wealth—I left the accounts exactly as I found them: pathetic and empty. Five years later, the girl they threw away is the woman who owns the world. A royal decree from the Dragon King forces all Alphas into the elite Alpha Academy. I return not as a victim, but as a billionaire mogul. Maxwell is there, too—not to beg for my forgiveness, but to hunt me down. He’s humiliated, bankrupt, and determined to make me pay for exposing his "perfect" reputation to the world. But I’m not the defenseless girl he remembers, and I’m not alone. I’ve caught the eye of Sol, the Dragon Prince, a man who finds my power intoxicating. Maxwell wants my blood for the lies I uncovered. The pack wants my fortune to save their skins. But the Dragon Prince? He’s ready to burn anyone who dares to touch his Queen.

"Little bunny, little bunny. Wolf is HUNGRY!" The voice taunted me, followed by an evil cackle. * "Run, rabbit. RUN!" A monstrous bellow boomed through the night sky and crashed into my soul like a sledgehammer. I could feel a chill sweeping across my body and my heart pounding in my chest. The echoes of howls and laughter followed me from behind as I ran for my life. ** Elisabeth's life had been harder than most since she was a child--a distant and often cruel mother and her never-ending cycle of addiction that had taken over her life. But on this fateful night, something far more sinister was lurking in the darkness, ready to take her away from it all. Massive figures appeared out of nowhere, growling and taunting her. She tried to scream, but nothing would come out; before she knew it, she was waking up in a world where Viking werewolves ruled with mysterious faeries at their side. Every five years, they traveled to the human realm, collecting ten girls for their mate run--and tonight, Elisabeth was one of them. With only a white dress and her bare feet, Elisabeth stood beside the other nine girls as the beasts prowled around them menacingly. A silver dagger pierced each of our wrists, signaling the start of the hunt! “We honor the moon goddess; let your blood lead your mate to you!”

So it appeared that she was to start paying her way on her back with this absolutely massive, broad-shouldered, tattooed, aptly-named wild warrior. Gideon was a large man, but this modern viking put him to serious physical shame; if Gideon’s dick had split her in half in agony, Iris could only imagine what this monster’s cock would do to her. She just hoped that he left her able to walk… and able to fuck the rest of the boys downstairs, because of course they’d be close behind. She knew there would be blood soaking and staining her thighs before things were done, long before they decided that they’d used her up. Stopping her jumbled thoughts, Iris slowly lowered herself to her knees. **** Liam “Viking” Callahan thought the job was done. Evidence buried. Debt paid to The Road Devils MC. Then he drives out of the Utah mountains with a secret in the back of his van: a terrified woman running for her life. Iris has spent six months planning her escape from Gideon and the Garden of Divine Light. She’s barefoot, freezing, and desperate enough to gamble on a stranger who looks dangerous... but still safer than the hell she left behind. So she hides. And prays. When the Road Devils discover Iris, the truth unravels: a cult, a tyrant, and a woman who fled into a winter night wearing nothing but a nightgown and borrowed boots. She’s broken, but not defeated. Iris wants her life back... her body, her choices, her fearlessness. The only man she feels safe with is the towering, gentle Viking. As trust turns into desire, neither of them sees the danger closing in. Gideon wants his “property” returned... and he won’t stop until he gets it.

I've never been lucky. I lost my parents at a young age to false treason claims against the Redwood Pack. My cruel uncle Storm assumed my father's role of Alpha in the Pack, and ever since he became Alpha, my life has been a living hell. When he brings news of the Northern Alpha King hosting a ball to pick his Luna of the North, I know my chances are slim and didn't want to go. But my uncle Storm charges me to act as a spy for him. Gather Intel on the runnings of the Northern Pack and bring to him. Failure to do so? He'll have my head. When I meet Alpha King Elijah Lahiz, King of the North under weird circumstances, the mate bond snaps into place, and we're bonded to each other. However, after a night of passion, Elijah acts like I don't exist and picks my best friend, Raya as his Luna. Distraught and feeling betrayed, I run away to the South and into the patient arms of the Southern King Jeremiah, to escape my uncle's wrath. Jeremiah propositions an alliance to take down both my uncle and Elijah. But there's a problem. A huge one, really. I'm carrying Alpha Elijah's child.

WARNING: This Novel is R-18 (Contain's Mature content (18+), Strong Abuse and Whole Lot of torture Acts, Kindly read at you own risk) ------ "SHE WAS VIRGIN” I cursed under my breath upon seeing her unconscious naked figure lying under me.Erica escaped New York after she took revenge from Samara Singh by burning her alive in her mansion to avenge her elder brother Mike who was gang raped by samara’s bodyguards however Erica was completely unaware of danger that was awaiting for her in future, ‘Samrat Singh’ a Ruthless, Brutal and Vicious Billionaire also elder step brother of Samara Singh who is determined to Break Erica in every way’s possible for destroying samara’s life.But that's not all, Samrat is completely unaware erica's true identity, she is an enigma who he yet have to unfold.Erica and mike they themselves hold some Dark and Bitter past also that have their very own personal agenda to fulfil which will shatter every single perfect life around them...!Follow us on journey of ‘RED: The shade of Betrayal’ to unfold our 'Dark Romance' tale which is filled with utter suspense and thrill ----------------- (Also If you all wish to see face's of our character for 'RED: The shade of Betrayal' and 'RAVAN' then do checkout my insta account valentinestories_1728)

BASTARD SON OF THE VIKINGS Palermo does not forgive. Neither does it forget. When Guerrero Valenti, the feared leader of the Vikings, vanished, the city exhaled a dangerous calm—but only for a moment. In the shadows, enemies waited. Rivals sharpened their knives. And one woman bore a secret that could ignite every street in the city. Lucia Romano carried the child of a man who had disappeared into legend and rumor. A son who had not been claimed, not protected, not named. The city whispered of him with venom: the bastard of the Vikings. The boy was fragile, but he was a storm waiting to erupt. And every night, Palermo tested him. Masked men tried to snatch him from his crib. Fire, steel, and blood became his lullabies. Yet he survived. Every threat only sharpened his instincts, every scream hardened his mother’s resolve. But whispers spread faster than steel through the night—rumors of a man returning. A shadow that would claim everything, sparking fear in every heart: Guerrero Valenti. The father who abandoned him. The legend whose name alone commands obedience. The storm that will rise, carrying vengeance, blood, and fire. And when he comes, Every man who dared call the bastard his enemy will fall. Every street, every roof, every whispered corner will bow to the son of Guerrero Valenti or be washed in blood. This is the story of survival. Of fire and steel. Of a mother and her son. Of a father’s return. Even the earth is getting ready to absorb blood … the blood of those who call the legitimate son of the Vikings a “BASTARD", and collect necks........the necks of those fallen by the sword of GUERRERO VALANTI. And upon his return Heads will bow to the one they called a BASTARD .