Thorfinn Novels & Stories

I know they are observing me like I'm their prey which makes my heart strikes faster. As if Eren understands my fright, his hand slides down my arm and takes my hand in his. I then feel how sweaty is his hand. He is scared too, but he is still trying to comfort and protect me. I need to be courageous too. I can't make him feel more down. "E-Ethan." Eren finally pronounces, meeting the eyes of the taller man with curly dirty dark hair. His eyes then move to the other bald one. "Evan." "And Elias." He says lastly to the man with a lizard haircut.

Unknown POV “ Have you heard from Henry sir?” “ who?” Confused for a second it clicked “ oh yes the girl's brother, yes he reached out and said he thinks they might be on to him. We set up a meeting in the morning. How he’s going to get away is beyond me but when he does I’m going to tell him exactly what I was him to do. He told me he’s started a fight between the girl and the alpha. Which is brilliant, maybe he’s worth keeping around more than I thought.” I explained tapping my fingers on the desk

HUNTER “Tell me about this person you love.” I asked Frigg. She sat down next to me and we both stared at the lake. The water shone silver in the dappled moonlight. I threw a stone in the water, making ripples and disturbing a sleeping loon. It flew off, cursing, into the night. Frigg sighed, tucking her flaxen hair back over her shoulder. “He’s one of my father’s bodyguards. His name is Gunnor.”

The wind howled like an angry spirit across the snowy northern border. The air carried the scent of pine and steel, mixed with the bitter bite of frost that never seemed to leave this land. Alexandro stood at the edge of the watchtower, his cloak wrapped tightly around his shoulders, his hands gripping the icy railing as his amber eyes surveyed the treacherous terrain beyond. The mountains loomed like silent sentinels in the distance, and beyond them—the shadow of Valerian's dominion.

The four of us stand up when five extremely large men walk in. “I am Kaden, and this is my cousin Alek. These two here are Brent and Lance.” I say. “Hey, I am Curtis, and this is Venom,” Curtis says. “I am Quade, and this is Zion. I am assuming you know Chaos.” Quade states.

Why was he standing like he was a predator who was about to attack his prey. “ I will be off now sir” she said politely and walked past him. “ how dare you?” He asked halting her and that was when he turned to face her, by now he was not trying to contain his anger anymore and she could visibly see it in his eyes. “Pardon?” Walking a few paces to her, he stopped right in front of her and his tall frame towered above her. Aurora gulped seeing how intimidating he looked and her mind was already racing as to why he was looking so threatening at her.

I thought. Dresna nervously swallowed the contents in one gulp and gasped. His hand grabbed my arm for support. “Are you all right?” I asked. He nodded, but I could see his eyes losing focus. I held his arm to steady him, but he broke free and started to make his way toward the door. Before I could catch him, he stumbled into a tall, thick-set man, knocking the man’s drink over his companion. As Dresna fell, he reached out, grasping the tunic of a small dark-haired girl, ripping it from her upper body, leaving her naked to the waist. The thick-set man became enraged and lashed out with his fist, catching Dresna on the side of his head and knocking him to the floor. He followed up with a kick

He looked at Derek, concerned about the humiliation that awaited his friend if he dared to compete with Thorian. Without allowing Derek to respond, Fenrir continued, a mixture of admiration and a tinge of envy in his voice, "The great Thorian, the Thorian who excels at everything, the Thorian who could probably beat you without even touching you." Fenrir's words were like a haunting chorus of reverence for Thorian's abilities. Deep down, Derek knew the truth in those words. Thorian was a force to be reckoned with, a talent unmatched, but that only fueled Derek's determination to take him down.

She had to be careful, watching her steps to avoid colliding with anyone. Seated at one of the tables she was serving were Lagertha, her son Björn, Torvi, Athelstan, Floki, Helga, the King of Norway, his brother, and several others she couldn't recognize. On the opposite table were the Lothbrok brothers, accompanied by Torvi's son, which Sophie tried her best to avoid, leaving Margrethe to attend to them as she focused on Lagertha's table.

"So, do you have a strategy for dealing with her?" "I’m figuring something out." "I’ll keep an eye out for other options." "I don’t think that’s needed." Thomas brushed off a leaf that had landed on his arm. "Her friend called her Smith, and the sword she had was beautifully decorated with Celtic designs." He saved the best detail for last. "There were bits of amber in the hilt." Now serious, Gelo set the bread down and asked, "Do you think Grinna knows her?" Thomas nodded. "It was her friend who confirmed that and the truth about her character."