Three Swedish Mountain Men Novels & Stories

“Of recent, we’ve not found any wolf that would be right for our experiment. Then we heard of some wolf beings dwelling in the far mountains. These beings were supposedly of pure breed, uncontaminated by the mixture of humans and they distanced themselves from the culture of humans so that they would remain untouched. It was just then that we knew that perhaps we had just found all we’ve been looking for and so we came here with our team of researchers about a year ago, seeking for these men.” “And who are these men? Because clearly I’m not one of them.” “They are called the Mountain Men.” She replied. I remembered the card just then—the card that may even still be in my pocket. The Mountain

Every time he speaks it makes my insides melt a little more with nervousness. He turns to walk out, then turns back, “ Are you comfortable?” Just wishing he would go now so I can gather the last of my self respect and bury my head under the covers for the rest of the day. I reply, “yes, thank you”. That seems to appease him and he smiles that lovely smile of his and turns and leaves me to ponder on how I actually got to be here, on an Alaskan mountain, during the biggest snow storm of the century, with a woman doctor and her sheriff husband, and this enticingly good looking Alaskan mountain man, without my sister?

We had come a long way, and now we stood on the threshold of a new chapter. As we continued towards the pack, we got to the border and we decided to wait for Kristoff, the silence was broken by the sound of approaching footsteps. From the distance, three figures emerged, their forms outlined by the dim light of the setting sun. Two of the men looked like warriors eyes sharp with alertness. The third was Kristoff, he walked with a sense of purpose. “Kristoff,” I called, my voice carrying across the clearing, “what did they say?” I asked as they all stopped in my front

"You have eleven loaded with his stores. There is a shed off the adit two hundred paces back with fifty more in it, stacked on end, and they are old, and they are good, and I have already had four of them out in the snow." She is filthy to the elbow, and she has been inside that mountain for six hours while the rest of us stood on a snowfield being moved. "Sixty-one, Alpha. He hauled off that wagon road for three hundred years. He was not carrying it on his back." That is the first hour after the moon comes up, and it is entirely about sledges, and everybody has since told the story as though somebody said something enormous at the top of that mountain. Nobody did. My mate said six men rode

"Six years ago, I thought everyone down on the coast was dead or turned to wolves. To see Old Peter holding that iron rod, to see those thirty-two people standing around the kiln. it makes you realize the world didn't die. It just got quiet. "It got cold," David added, sliding his hickory staff back through his belt loop. "And when people get cold enough, they forget how to build things. They just try to survive the night.” "That's why we brought the axes," I said, swinging my broad leather belt around my waist and pulling the cinch tight. "Now let's get this salt up the mountain." We pushed hard through the early afternoon, ascending out of the red sandstone cut and back into the dense, fra

Brandon took a deep breath, looked at Andrius, and quickly said, “Those masked men are on a mountain about ten kilometers to the southwest of Scarlet Peak. However, they’ve always been secretive and never allow entry to anyone once they descend the mountain.” At that point, Brandon looked at Andrius cautiously and quickly added, “That’s all I know, I swear! Wolf King, I’m begging you. Please don’t torture me!” Andrius ignored Brandon and looked in the southwest direction. The southwest... That was near Murrfield. A thought flashed in Andrius’ mind. “Dax, since we got the information, take him back for strict confinement. Pick some elite soldiers. We’ll go over and take a look,” Andrius gave

Albert also replied coldly at this time, “Jake, I advise you to just accept your fate. My men drove the two men who were sent to Mount Golmin the last time. They drove for three days and nights before they finally reached the foot of Mount Golmin!” “Moreover, it was winter then and it was freezing even at the foot of Mount Golmin. The temperature is below negative twenty degrees outside, and even if you stay in the house, the temperature is about negative seven or eight degrees! To prevent themselves from freezing to death, both of them had to go out on the mountain to chop firewood!” “I heard that the temperature can easily fall below negative forty degrees outside, and even if you take a p

Day after day, we crossed many mountains and rivers. However, we were unable to locate Bennet’s precise location. On the positive side, Jack and I got along much better than before. It was probably because we spent so much time together all this time. The landscape of the deep mountains was simply breathtaking. Sometimes there were humans who came here for a simple trip or to go hiking in the mountains. Jack and I did not turn into wolves with them, for fear of exposing our identities. "Rose... Do you need me to carry you?" Jack’s 's question came out of nowhere. I realised that he was looking sideways, his eyes riveted on a man carrying a woman on his back. The couple was slowly descending.

They saw two men trying to strike Sven with their machetes, but Sven did not even bother to dodge it. The machete landed on Sven’s body, but it immediately broke, and the two men backed off. “I was thinking what’s so great about Royal Dragon Group. It seems like their people are just very ordinary!” Sven sneered as he shook his head. “Oh? There are even two losers here. I think you guys have lived long enough!” Sven said. Drake shouted, “Let’s kill him!” The three of them charged toward Sven. Bang! Bang! Bang!

Sven spoke to them in another language, Swedish she assumed, but it was guttural and harsh, like the men themselves. The two men studied her for a moment, then both nodded and smiled. Sven smiled tightly as he gripped her elbow, helping her aboard the vessel. "My brothers, Mikael and Bjӧrn." The younger man, who looked to be about her own age, spoke. "Welcome to the Ӕgir's Captive."