Kaysan Vikings: Valhalla Novels & Stories

"The moon reveals all in time. Alya has the flame; now we fuel it together." The door to the packhouse creaked open then, a gust of cool night air sweeping in, carrying the fresh scent of pine and distant rain. Heads turned as a figure stepped across the threshold—a stranger, tall and brooding, his dark, tousled hair disheveled from travel, framing storm-gray eyes that scanned the room with wary intensity. Kael Varn, at twenty-two, exuded a quiet strength, his lean but muscled build clad in worn leather armor scarred from battles past. A claw spiral tattoo on his chest, hidden beneath his black shirt, began to pulse with a subtle blue glow as his gaze locked onto Alya's across the hall. Ash,

"You are the abomination. You come in here with your southern tricks, and you neuter a Lord of Ironmaw in a week?. Kael was the heart of our resistance. Now he sits there like a whipped dog, taking orders from a girl who hasn't even seen a real winter." He turned his glare toward Fenris, his face twisting in disgust. "And you! You’re supposed to be a warlord. Viktor raised a weapon, not a pet. You’re handing the keys to the North to a little Southern Princess because she spread her legs for you in the snow?. It’s a disgrace to your brother’s memory". The silence that followed was absolute. I could hear the pop of the logs in the hearth. I could hear Vane’s heavy, wheezing breath.

Oh, wait, I know who—this red-haired bitch over here would. I could taste iron at every corner of my mouth, my back aching from the slightest movement but I swallowed hard on the pain. “You…” she said, pointing at me while trying to catch her breath. " You're Mia, right? The daughter of Ray Valisteen, AKA the Valisteen Princess?” “Who's asking?" I said, trying to keep my voice struggling to sound calm and mocking but cracked a little while biting back the pain.

“Iza, I’m furious—and these fools are about to get hit by a very hot hand!” I saw the giant’s patience snap as he charged at Kays, but Kays didn’t even glance his way—he just gave me a crooked smile and clenched his fists. The Viking swung at the mage, but Kays easily dodged the clumsy blow and grabbed the brute by the throat, lifting him off the ground without the slightest effort. “Stop!” I shouted, unwilling to let fools die because of me. “I choose you! I choose Karadeylis!” The giant crashed to the floor with a heavy thud, clutching his throat and greedily sucking in air. Kays’s eyes glimmered faintly as he began to move closer to the throne, where I sat stiff as a board.

“Arm yourselves! Prepare! He must not enter the gates!” A soldier stepped forward, shaking his head. “Empress… we cannot. Look at them! Their numbers…ten times our own. We are finished before the battle even begins.” One by one, her soldiers dropped their weapons. The tide of warriors pressed on. Guerrero Valanti, seated upon his throne of blue and gold, glittering with gold rings, diamonds, and silver ornaments, was carried forward by the crowd. He radiated authority, a king restored. As they neared the palace gates, the chanting changed, bolder, fiercer. “Vikings! Vikings! Take over! Mount the Vikings! Take over!”

“Just outside. They are powerful. We’re going to need them… Bryce doesn’t have an army. He spent all his wolves on us when we went back to The Towers the first time.” “Exactly,” Haldor says. “So it will be an easy fight.” “Will it?” Noah asks and turns his eyes to the Alpha. “How are you going to fight magic, Haldor? With your fists? With your sword? Your teeth?” “I have my Valkyries. I can summon them.” “To carry souls to your afterlife?” Noah asks. “Do you want to run into Bryce in Valhalla?” Haldor cocks his head and his eyes go wide. Nooo. Oh Goddess know, that will be bad. No. They will take him to Helheim.”

They ate in easy silence at first, but soon, she started asking him questions. Simple things. "What's your favorite movie?" He shrugged. "Don't have one." She gasped dramatically hands on her heart . "Blasphemy." He smirked. "What's yours?" "Easy. Baby ." He groaned. "Figures." She stuck out her tongue. " What's your favorite color?" Kane hesitated. "Black." She snorted. "That's not a color." His gaze darkened. "It is to me." Mona giggled, shaking her head. "Fine. Black it is."

And then that's when we once again allowed everyone to see what had happened. The Vikings that came into settle there, also were made to attack anyone who were different. Anyone who had the signs of the Valkyrie and any of their descendants. From what I could gather, they looked like they were the same Vikings that had been sent to destroy Kaitlyn and her family. And now, they were sent to burn down the house that looked like it belonged to Brittany and her family as well, from the reimagined capital of South America. During the attack which were identical, I once again paused the simulation and allowed everyone to take this in; since at the forefront of this attack, there were now two peopl

She just knew right there that if this guy wanted he could be the scariest mofo she has ever met. Maybe even Zander. Kalea and Mini didn't know what to think of this but Rose found herself interested in the Viking shifter and forced herself to relax. "Oh don't be so down, Rasmus, I think we're going to get along just great." She said truthfully, he peered up at her, Dark eyes seemingly endless but She caught curiosity swirling through them. "Oh yeah, I'm fine, Thanks," Vilkas said sarcastically, dusting himself off.

VALKYRIE "Yes! We won!!" Sage exclaimed as everybody cheered in their own seat. Our ice hockey team was able to score more than the away team of Rassler. I was a little bit impressed that Cayde was able to triumph this game with his speed against the three werewolves who was undercover in the enemy team just like he was. They may have the brute strength but that was going to be useless when you couldn't even catch your opponent and Cayde used that capability to his advantage.