Bjorn Lothbrok Novels & Stories

We could hear the disgusting laugh of his men from behind the trees. “Cowards,” one of Commander Finnan's men murmured. “Who are you?” Commander Finnan took over deliberation. “I'm General Abba, servant of the rightful King of Mercia. King Sven. And I'll speak only to the Luna of Stormbringer,” he said, and I scoffed. Is he serious, Sven? The first letter of his name is the same as the King he is trying to overthrow. He acted just like an imposter would.

I was somewhere else. A battlefield. Blood soaked the earth. Bodies lay scattered, warriors with torn banners clutched in lifeless hands. The sky above swirled with black clouds, lightning flashing in jagged streaks. At the center of it all stood a man. Tall. Dressed in dark armor, his face obscured by a crown of jagged bone. The Hollow King. His eyes burned like molten gold, the same way the Revenant’s had. He lifted a blade—the same dagger Rael had just taken.

A true VIKINGS should be able to perceive his own blood even from it's silhouettes… This trait has been passed down From the Ancestral Wolves… Embedded in the leader of the VIKINGS and it's descendants Even the Breeze cackled at those who called the legitimate son of the Vikings a “BASTARD “ The storm had only begun.

Aislen slid her hand down his stomach, through the center line that furrowed between the muscles, dipping her fingertip into his belly button, before continuing down to where his c-ck stood proud and hard. “I am unsurprised by that,” he pressed his lips to the crown of her head. “In his mind, Bjorn saw great battles with many, many men, and himself in the armour of a king. He saw the fair haired Ase standing to his left, and the dark-haired Oracle to his right, dressed like a sorceress in a cloak of raven feathers. The vision faded and Bjorn knew what he must do. He rose to his feet and took his sword, slaying the priests and freeing the Oracle from her chains…”

He then spoke, pointing at Ghost, who by the way was still bouncing around in the flowers. Oh crap, I totally forgot about him! I mentally slapped myself, then turned to the side, “Oh my god, Ghost, get back here!” I shouted at the crazed husky. “Ghost?” The guy instantly asked confused. “Yeah, she’s a total Game of Thrones fan,” Kara explained giggling. “Oh...” He mumbled, while I was still looking at Ghost, who was heading towards me, but suddenly stopped in his tracks and started howling like a crazed wolf.

Take no prisoners. No one in the little town would believe that the tattooed, bike-riding hedonist as his mom was fond of calling him was actually a high-powered businessman who demolished anything that stood in his way. He liked it that way. Liked giving people the wrong impression so that when he sprung what the fuck he really was on them, it was too late.

Every step he took was steady, controlled, and powerful, like he had all the time in the world to grace us with his presence. And the moment Hector saw him— He went still, so deathly still that my heart skipped at the sight. Why did Hector react like that? And why was this strange man starting to look a little familiar? The elder’s voice suddenly rang out in that moment. “Alpha and Luna, Please allow me to introduce Lord Thorin,” he announced. “The greatest warrior of the Lycan realm.” The crowd erupted in cheers again and that was when it hit me. This was Sevrin's brother, Thorin.

ALVA The vein in Lilika’s temple throbbed as Nikolas introduced me. The look of absolute repulse she sent my way made me shudder but it was a much pleasant experience to the mental daggers that Nikolas's fianceé kept throwing at me. I was a fool to think the theater of disgrace would end there . Nikolas suddenly turned me in the direction of Aphrodite's and began. "Alva, This is Doria."

There were four others who stood beside him that wore the same robes with the seal. Shifting his gaze to the group of people gathered around them, he saw his brother beside the stage with his mother. They were talking to a guy dressed in a military uniform but Kaylus couldn't pick up what they were conversing about. He noticed his brother was starting to feel irritated but he could see that Reymönd was trying his best to keep his composure. They were approached by a couple of nobles lead by an elderly woman with grey hair held up in a bun. She was wearing a violet overcoat and her neck was embraced by a scarf made of white fur. As she held her hand, it showed a ring with an eagle symbol on i

"Anyway, the White Wolf's soldiers assigned for the operation later are Team, Simon, Seth, his girlfriend Rose Brandon and her brother, Ash Brandon." "I'm guessing the gay Wolf soldier you're talking about is this Ash?" Alexander said as he went through this Ash profile. White skin and red lips. What a perfect combination! Plus this man had an amazing muscles, abs, and well-built perfectly for him. Not to mention his name is incredibly sexy in his lips. Oh, after five years, he is so going to have so much fun later.