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.

And the moment they did, Mona knew. He knew something was wrong. She quickly plastered a smile across her face. "Hey." Kane didn't smile. He walked toward her, pulled out the chair opposite hers, and sat down. "What's wrong, princess?" The sincerity in his voice almost broke her. Mona looked away. "I've been thinking." "About?" She swallowed. "Did you know vanilla comes from the actual butt of an animal?" Kane stared at her. Mona gave him a tiny smile.

"Yet, no matter how hard I tried, I never could it. It was like..." "Like someone had been blocking your way. That something felt like it wasn't of natural occurrence." Voro met my words, finishing my thought. "Then please Kaitlyn, allow me this one final honor, for you. Allow me to at least dispel the greatest horror of your life." She told me that yes, that fire had happened as I recalled it every time, and that Freya was there. Along with a few Viking soldiers. All that was true. As was this person who was dressed in black.

aw was set. Unlike the other packs, Aegis had sent Kaelen, their future Alpha. He was sitting back in his chair with his feet on the table, looking like he couldn't care less about the meeting and the way he carried himself made it obvious that he didn't think much of Darius or the position he held. An assistant had just started going over the agenda for the day when Kaelen interrupted him. “President Darius,” he said with a lazy smile. “You certainly have an imposing presence tonight. I hear your sister, Valkira, has come back from the dead. Surely you don't think that gives you an ally, or the standing to challenge us?”

“We heard last you were nesting in the Northern Alps.” The smirk on Vanya dropped to a fraction of a moment, and she looked at Kai. “Let’s just say, I have a debt to pay. And I do not like to see my... old friends, spend their lives on a lost cause.” I stared at Kai, trying to ask with my eyes that he should say no. So he could tell her we did not want her help. But Kai was staring at the white rose she was holding--the twin of that which had been fastened to our door with an arrow hours ago.

Try how stupid the pawn acts. “Prepare one hundred Ice variant elite wolves,” Kaelen ordered irrefutably. "We're going to play South. It's been a long time since the Vanguard bloodline has been too haughty. I want to taste the taste of their Young Lady's blood. If she's worthy… perhaps I'll sleep with her before cutting her throat." The real war for power is now ringing loudly. If previously Chloe was just throwing away trash, now she has to face monsters covered in snowstorms who are secretly planning to undermine her protective empire.

Caius snickered. "She will be easy to convince to go through with the elixir, after you are done with her wolves. My mole, Kai is Anatashi's mate. I never believed she'd take one, but I was wrong. He has been invaluable since the Royals got to the Old Lands along with Dove." Chad explained. "Caius and Loki, come with me? We will prepare for the journey, don't worry, Chad it will be done as you ask." Stryxx agreed, looking from Loki to Caius.