Tora Olafsdotter Novels & Stories

She slowly goes back to her seat to listen to what Loki had to say. "I found a woman unconscious and with great difficulty I begged my Master to let me take care of her. Little did I know that it was the Queen, she told me her name was Orla and I loved her with everything that I had in me, I took her as a mother." Everyone had been captivated by his story, "I knew Orla was from from the rose tribe as she was too beautiful for her age although she was mentally unstable." His compliment made Octavia cover her face with her fan to hide her blush; it was a perfect description of her. Beautiful with a touch of crazy.

“She needs stitches.” He did. He worked quickly, cleaning the wound and stitching with a steady hand. The girl cried when the antiseptic touched her skin; my wolf stirred at the sound of pain, not because he claimed the girl but because pain was pain and I had no patience for people being ignored. When the final bandage was wrapped, the girl looked at me with clearer eyes. “You’re him,” she said. I raised an eyebrow. The woman beside her frowned, but the girl ignored her. “You’re the Alpha.”

The man was extremely suspicious of him "You are right, Birger. I'm sure our guest will have a tale to tell us once he is fed and rested. Won't you, Brandur Sköll?" Brand nodded and tried to smile back at the man with closed lips while he chewed. The big, amiable man next to him, Birger, the Chieftain had called him, clapped him on the shoulder again and the table broke into conversation around him. He had officially been given a reprieve then. And he'd learned something important, the woman's name was Ulfhild. He swallowed hard against the sudden lump in his throat. If he remembered his old Norse correctly, her name meant wolf battle. Thor save me!

Isolde asked, looking at the tea in her cup instead of at her son. "Her real name is Mira Talmar. She is Henry Talmar's daughter, but her mother was of lowly birth, so her status is far lower than that of her younger sister, Freya. However, she is connected to the rebels and is one of them," Nathaniel replied.

Pull the trigger or leave him barely alive to set an example for the people who were still looking for her. "How do you know me? I know you're like me, trained not to speak when held captive or tortured but if you know my name, then you know me, and you know why they called me Adolph's Shadow, don't you?" His Adam's Apple moved up and down as he gulped from the fear she inflicted with that sentence and those dreadful eyes. He could still feel the aftermath of the punch she landed below his chest before sending him sprawling on the floor. "As expected of the Hian Hoshi clan, to be able to produce such a fine gifted weapon as you must have made them proud and esteemed."

I quickly lifted my head up to look at him. "The seer? Lady Ollina? What did she say?" Soren paused for a minute before saying, "She said something about a Female Warrior and a Stone, and these are the things that will be able to keep destroying the Frostborn." The Female Warrior and Stone? Which female warrior and what stone? And what did that even mean?

She didn’t even realize she’d felt so hot, right by her was Thor who was clearly speaking to Odin and there were others here. “I told you. I told you that the shaking was Jormungand. It has begun and we are already behind!” This was a woman that spoke, but Tamara wasn’t sure who she was. She put the tip of the blade to the floor and pushed herself up. “This mortal took the blade from Surt. She ripped it from Fenrir’s mouth and took the world burner from him.” There was silence to that statement and Tamara stood up and gripped the blade as Odin moved forward. There was power in this man, there was no joke about that and he had dark determination in his gaze. Her grip grew tighter on the handl

I was not going to leave here today without some answers. After a few minutes, her body relaxed and she gave me a tense nod. “Good,” I racked my brain for a starting point. “Do you know who dumped you on the territory boundaries?” She clenched her teeth and nodded. “Who?” She smiled up at me, “The Alpha of Alphas, Ulf of the Vὅlsung.”

He questioned them with piqued curiosity. "We discovered that Ashina Tala is her full name." Bjorn muttered. Hrolf nodded and rested back in the chair. "That name sounds familiar. It's like I've heard of it somewhere before." He looked puzzled as he tried thinking of where he heard it. "Yes, Alpha. You'd know the name." Erik added. "Alright then. Who is she?" He quizzed them. "She is the daughter of an old ally of your father, Sebastian Tala." Bjorn revealed much to Hrolf's shock.

I tell the wolf, and I see its eyes rest on me. “I doubt you know about Odin, Thor, and all the other gods. The other countries we went to never did.” I tell them. “But anyway, Odin is the king in Valhalla the home of the gods, Thor is the thunder God, and then there are gods like Baldur, Frigg, Heimdall, Tyr, and Idun. That is just some of them. And, of course, there is Freya, whom I have been named after.” I tell them, and it looks like they are listening.