Viking Romance Book Novels & Stories

she said after removing a sleeve of her night robe, almost exposing her boobs that were begging to see the daylight. Fredrick didn’t need any more invitation. He walked towards her, scooping her head into his hands and crashed his lips on hers with aggression. It was like Fire and Stone, two halves that were inseparable but tried to stay away from each other. She tangled her legs around his waist as he lifted her, pressing his against the wall. Tongue found tongue, desires found pleasures. “We should not be doing this.” Fredrick said within their break for air. “You’re the Alpha’s lady and I am his captain.”

My eyes narrowed on the words trying to find something I recognized. "Old Norse." Her small hand waved me away from the book. "You can't read it. Quit breathing on me." I took a step back, biting the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing out loud at the fierce little she-wolf. "It says that there was an alpha wolf by the name of Freydis who took multiple mates from her pack as her wolf was too powerful to be satisfied with only one. Their mating increased their magical powers and lengthened their lives ten-fold."

He kisses me gently, trying to calm me down. The thought of crashing again scares me, the thought that at that crossing, had cars been coming, we would have hit one, and there is not a chance I would walk away from another crash so soon. His kiss does nothing. My mind is screaming at me, shouting at me like it is my fault. Climbing over, I sit on him and start kissing him. My kiss starts soft and gentle, then becomes hard and dangerous, my hands unfastening his buttons. “Alena, what are you doing?”

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Like a doll. "Do I look like a doting bride-to-be?" she asks as she puts on the last pair of pearl earring. Her hair was fixed now, into her signature wavy curls shenanigans, a part from the top of her hair was pinned at the back, showing off her face. Her dress was flowy, with a plunging v-neckline, revealing a generous amount of skin there. The bullet scar was slightly visible behind the see through bishop sleeves and Mari didn't even try to cover it up. Battle scars, I guess. She flattens her pink dress with her hands as she finishes with her earrings. Yes, pink. I didn't fucking stutter. Pink. Mari looks good in everything, especially her power colors, but this? It was different. She was

I tasted one and had a mouthful of the other. I didn’t even care about the sound the wolf made. It was ridiculous to think that it did scoff. The wolf could do whatever pleased him, but what pleased me more at this moment mattered. There were at least six different dishes: from beef stew to chicken dishes, vegetables, and good servings of seafood! Who said I hated this island? I’m fúcking loving it. . .

I silently chastised myself for allowing Abigail to, once again, get under my skin to the point where my desire to escape her overshadowed my common sense. I lightly bowed my head in acknowledgement of the few remaining dinner companions and made mini comments to the stragglers at the table as they made their leave with polite reservation. I hoped it would be enough to stave the repercussions of my thoughtless behavior. My attention was pulled back to Penelope when she pointed out a tall, virile looking vampire entering the dining hall. He was dressed in clothes that made me think of the Viking tales I’d enjoyed as a child. His head was shaved on one side, with his strawberry blonde hair cr

I took a few deep breaths to cool my blood as it began to boil with rage. “He did,” I offered eagerly in an attempt to disguise my angst. “He didn’t tell me that it was in a different... what did Jenny say?” “Vibration,” he offered. “Yes. Nor did he tell me he was a vampire amongst vampires, or that he was king of Verso,” I said while giving him the most seductive smile I could muster. “Be careful, my beautiful princess,” he said in a slow, seductive tone. “If you smile at me like that much longer I might be forced to forget my loyalty to Geo and take you as my own.”