Thorfinn Novels & Stories

"These two are Sazaar residents who were terrorized by Drake and his goons today. Mr. Grimwald defended them." Jackie smiled at us. "And this, ladies and gentlemen, is the don of the Excalibur, Torfinn Sundt." Torfinn Sundt? That name sounded far more intimidating than his appearance suggested. It carried a distinctly Viking air, far removed from whatever style he seemed to be aiming for. "An honor to meet you, Mr. Sundt! I hope you understand why I had to do what I did to Drake and the others. They were coercing good, innocent folks like the Candors. I couldn't abide it."

kaia ‘s brows knit together, “how?” “Belief,” I say. “Devotion, someone thinks they’re holding it shut by sacrificing wolves. One at a time.” Gran goes very still. “Martyrdrom,” she whispers. “That was Bjorn’s favorite tool. And he learned from the best.. My father Thorfinn.” I push myself upright, despite the pain. “Let’s take a pause on the fucked up family tree for a moment, it’s not him.” Kaia tilts her head, looking at me. “How do you figure?”

THOR A loud bang reverberated through every corner of my room as Freya lashed out on my desk, denting it so badly. “Thor Thalorik Eirvold!” Freya was so furious. “There’s no way in hell you're going to allow those scheming elders invoke Nichevoya. Before the next sunrise, I want you to go back to the Sanctum, in front of those elders, and revoke your verdict.” I turned sharply, meeting her blazing gaze directly. If I revoke my verdict now, I don't get Dextera back. I get a dead woman and a reputation built on broken promises.

She found Isolde in the second-floor corridor after the morning session. Isolde fell into step beside her without being asked, which meant she'd been looking for the same conversation. Her dark hair was back from her face and she had the composed, alert expression of someone who had received information overnight and was ready to work with it. "Veira Aldren," Isolde said. Nora looked at her sharply. "That's not the name in the incident log." "Veira uses her mother's surname at the academy," Isolde said. "Her father's name is Aldren." She paused. "Professor Aldren's name."

mum replied "My wolfs name, how did you get ragnarok from Lagertha?" "Lagertha is originally a viking name" mum answered "Ok thanks mum" then ended the mind-link " mum said she had a hunch based on my wolfs name" "Your mums right, i am named after the greatest shield maden, and I have made it my lifes mission to uphold her name with honor"

He felt fingers on his arm and turned to see a brunette in a short, dark colored dress that fell just below her knee and a tall blonde in a more socially acceptable length dress standing at his elbow. “Yes?” he asked, having no idea who the pair might be. “Are you Aaron McReynolds? The Guardian who slain the Ripper?” the brunette asked, letting go of his arm. He got this question from time to time, though he was never sure how anyone knew what he looked like well enough to seek him out. “I was part of that team,” he nodded. “And I am Aaron.” Her smile widened. “Oh, it’s so nice to meet you. I’m Gretchin, and this is my friend Hilda. We are from Germany.”

Jörmungandr Jörmungandr is a giant snake in Viking legend. Jörmungandr is the sea serpent son of Loki, adopted brother of Thor, the legendary hammer-bearing Viking god of thunder, Mjolnir. Jörmungandr often interfered with maritime security by attacking ships. Jörmungandr is one of a kind with Leviathan. In the end, Jörmungandr was defeated by Thor. 38. Nymph

"Fiachra, a beauty that had graced the land of Hymir. Dancing under the glow of the moon, A mighty sword at hand, Ravens following her every grace. Mesmerizing the world with her might and bravery, A beauty that could overturn a war, A warrior that rides with the ravens, Fearlessly conquering the enemies. Guide Hymir with your comrades that soar the skies, Hymir your beloved land will forever prosper under your watch."

He was waiting for Eddie to challenge him on it. "I don't doubt that. It's just the first time I'm seeing her. How do I know we can trust her?" I had to admit, Eddie had a point there. Gunnar sighed, "This is Danny's sister," he spared me a glance before a sinful smirk tugged the corner of his lip upward, "and Theo Harper's daughter." I could tell he was enjoying this a little too much. This was a better form of revenge for him than forcing me to work at his architectural firm.

The Prince only have the two most trusting men beside him, they could die for him and swore their whole faith to the empire. "Right, welcome everyone, I'm Roman Hers and my colleague Ashton Welsh should be here but I think he's running late." He chuckled to light up the tension, he was hot not handsome like Rhyker and Ashton but not my style. I think he will suit Faine's style pretty much. Blond gold hair, grey piercing eyes, his nose crooked making it look like a fighter.