Viking Novels & Stories

It smells good, like herbs and rose bushes. Siri leans back in her chair as I try to form the right question ending up with going for the direct approach. "Your kind ? Are you witches ?" "No, we are so much more than that, we are vǫlur". Siri says with a smile. "You are a vǫlva too". "Vǫlva ? Like in Norse mythology ?" I remember reading something about this online.

At his unexpectedly detailed explanation, Silje said to him, “You surprise me, Kail. I wouldn’t have expected you to know things like that.” He chuckled and replied, “Most people think Vikings are cruel predators with no culture, but that is not true. I read a book which stated that Vikings used to have their own legal courts. Isn’t it funny to know that the Vikings actually used a democratic concept? Of course, I don’t think you would like the Vikings because I am very much like them, right? Silje, do you still think the Vikings were

His aura was compact, disciplined, controlled so tightly it barely registered unless you were looking for it. Lykos — Werewolf Candidate Trait: Speed & Precision Combat Style: Lethal Economy Mentality: Observant, Patient Current Rank: High Tier, Stable The silver-streaked candidate—Riven—paced himself, eyes scanning constantly, already calculating rivals. Riven — Werewolf Candidate Trait: Leadership Aura Combat Style: Adaptive Mentality: Strategic Current Rank: High Tier, Rising Alpha noted them all. Not with envy. With inevitability. After running came forms training.

"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 becaus

He said between gritted teeth and Violet widened her eyes to the obsolete thought of it. It was possible, although a 0.1% chance that someone in the witch community was helping these vampires or what they were mostly known for as demons. Witches and demons/vampires had a horrible history. Mainly because of authority. Although the witches weren’t a blood drinking community, they were nearly equal in strength and power with the vampires. So the dispute on who was the better clan continued in years, building strong enmity between them. It was considered a big betrayal to even talk with vampires. Just walking with them could cause the people to burn you alive, which she knew very well that they

I gushed a little too excitedly. "German Shepherd and he named him Slash," I heard him chuckling to himself, "he thought it was badass name according to him but it's actually one of his hacker terms." So I learned something new. Their eighteen-year-old brother was probably a hacker or something along the lines of one. Ace seemed to be into something more dangerous and deadly and Gunnar seemed to be into the business side of things. He seemed like the type to initiate meetings. But it was all one business. The question remained, what was said business?

I sighed and turned away from them. "They named him Gedeon." (G-de-in) I looked over at her. She still spun the apple in her hands till we passed the giraffes and one of them happily took it from her. Wrapping its long bluish tongue around her hand. "What does that mean?" I muttered while we walked downstairs. Brett and his gaggle worked on the girls' breakfast. "Destroyer." She whispered with a roll of her eyes. Tsk. What is with these people and naming these wolves after horrible things? Tormentor and now Destroyer? Hell, the tiger's name is Cuddles! I disliked that.

But Viking had. Why the hell are you thinking about Viking so much?

She wasn't aware of that fact. The Viking wolves often conducted their raids in the summer when it was safer and simpler for them to travel across the sea from their homeland of Norway. They would have farmed the land and produced animals for food for the remaining months of the year. For Viking wolves, displaying one's valor in battle through raiding was a great way to do so. Aside from that, rather than invading and returning home, many of the Viking wolves settled in the territories they had previously invaded. Viking wolves from around the world settled in a num

While I was waiting, I looked back through the older part of the book. Some of the spells ranged from the tenth and twelfth centuries; some even earlier. I wondered if any of my ancestors had known King Arthur or Joan of Arc, but it was doubtful. My ancestors came from the Vikings. Interesting. Vikings were known for their strength and ruthlessness, among other things. I smirked, sure that held true for the Arctic Wolf-Witches of my people, too, who had settled in Alaska and the northern regions of North American by way of Iceland and Greenland. I suddenly wondered if some of my people had survived.