Ragnar Lothbrok Books Novels & Stories

Dominik snarled. He pressed the knife closer to my throat and I could feel the blade penetrating my skin as blood started flowing down my neck onto my shirt. “Read the fucking incanation.” Andres snarled and shoved the notebook towards me. I had no other way out of here… There was no possible way to get out alive without bringing them back with me, and I knew this. I also had a feeling that they were not actually scared of Rowen, and they were faking it. Which told me that they may be a real opponent for him and his brothers. That thought just made me even more terrified.

He yelled, and I cringed at how angry he was. "Hey, man, chillax," Liam said calmly to his twin. "I don't know where the hell you hear that from. Don't ever ask about that again," Logan's voice went lower but still angry. I braced myself and took the courage to ask him. "Then what about the book." "What book?" He says in confusion as anger contorted the features of his face. "Your book of names of all the girls you've been in with? They have the start to the end dates next to their names. That book." I look straight into his eyes. "Tell me, Logan. Is my name in the book?"

"Have you ever heard of a man called Ragnar Lothbrok?" I completely stopped my movements, the wet towel freezing in my hands as I wrinkled my nose in confusion. "Who exactly is that?" "He was a legendary leader of the Vikings," Michael explained smoothly, his deep voice carrying a strange hint of respect as he began the tale. "A very formidable and memorable warrior. He lived a good life in his coastal hometown of Kattegat, but he possessed a deep, raging hunger to see the unknown outside world. He was so desperate for discovery that he was willing to do absolutely anything just to leave his hometown, his wife, and his young kids behind. He did all that because he truly believed there was a

They were one. His wolf stirred beneath the surface of his skin, restless, still tasting the fading scent of burned flesh from the battlefield. The Netherborn had come. And they had burned. A soft crunch of gravel sounded behind him. “Still brooding, standing Supreme Beta?” Koa didn't turn. “I prefer thinking,” he replied calmly. The scent told him who it was before the voice did. Ragnar Frostbane. The Rogue King stepped beside him, his massive frame cloaked in black fur and iron discipline. His silver-streaked hair moved with the wind as he looked out across the same dark forest.

Berserkers are obsessed with wood, and Viki also has a deep love for books. ‘Smut books with monsters and aliens,’ Raven groans, remembering the book Viki gave me two days ago. ’Reading about Krakens mating with a human male was—’ Raven interrupts me before I can finish. ‘Traumatic, that’s what it was.’ I snort before going to look inside the closet for a new set of sheets and a blanket. While there, I make a mental note of things Red might need once she can leave the clinic—from clothes to towels and other things females need.

The creature lunged. Chaos erupted. Elior’s blade met shadow, sparks flying as the creature absorbed the blow. Bram swung his axe, but it passed through as if cutting through mist. Myrra’s daggers struck true, yet the wounds sealed as quickly as they formed. Then its gaze locked onto Rael. A surge of heat exploded through him as the book’s pages flared to life, the ink twisting, forming words that burned into his vision: SPEAK AND CLAIM. Rael’s voice shook as he forced the words past his lips. “The Hollow Throne does not grant power. It takes.”

[Spiritual Product·Rhinoceros Belt]: Defense +10, dodge +1%, can automatically restore 10 points of blood per second. Requirements: None Sebastian unexpectedly found that Jim had dropped all three spiritual-grade equipment pieces. In fact, whether it's killing NPCs or monsters, equipment drops are random. If it weren't for this, players would just focus on killing NPCs, and who would bother with monsters? The drop rates for NPC equipment are as low as those for monsters, mainly depending on luck. Sebastian's luck and fortune made him unparalleled in equipment drops. In addition to the three pieces of equipment, Sebastian also found a skill book, the very one that almost killed him - Blazing

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People scream and scurry away in fear, they are right to fear me, I am too angry to show mercy right now. I remember reading a book when I was a girl, all about dragon lore and the special things they could do, so I lift my right paw and bite into my finger/toe to draw blood, then lower it to Drake. I let a few drops fall onto his chest and then one into his mouth, before sealing my wound and returning my attention to those around us. These tiny things are all my enemies they all are trying to take Drake away from me! “RAARR!! Grrrrr!!”

Behind the darkness occasionally emerged vague outlines of creatures and that made it look more of a scene from a horror movie. Surrounding the woman were fully armored soldiers, some of whom had their swords drawn, while others had their hands on their swords ready to remove them from their sheaths in a swing. In front of the woman stood a man flanked by other soldiers. The man was huge, taller that everyone around. He had long hair that flowed all the way to his waist like a woman's hair and beards that reached just above his neck bone. Both his hair and beards were shaggy and it made him look like he had just come from the wild. His grin revealed brown and rotten teeth and one artificial