Viking Romance Novels & Stories

"Forgive me, sweetheart. I took it from you. I took the choice away." The weight of his ancient code was a physical anchor dragging him into the dirt. He was a Viking; he had been raised in a world where a warrior’s honor was his currency, where a maiden's choice and a chieftain’s house were sacred boundaries. Brynn was a virgin alpha warrior who had determinedly held out her entire life, saving herself to wait for her true mate-bond naturally, expecting a proper court, a formal declaration, and a respectful exchange of oaths. And he had shattered all of it in a single night of panic.

he placed a kiss to the top of her hand, and I wanted to rip the two apart at the sight of the red blush that creeped from her neck to her cheeks. ‘You made your point’ I snapped through the link with a clench of my jaw in the struggle to keep the growl in my chest from passing my lips. My wolf did not like this, he had just got close to his mate only to be disturbed and now in his eyes threatened by another male being so close to her. Levi chuckled softly taking a step back and creating a fair amount of space between himself and Nina not only easing my wolf but pleasing me as I was beginning to lose faith in my own willpower.

“Fine, but if I remember and I’m dead. I will hunt you down and I will haunt you. If I’m alive and we aren’t in a relationship, I’ll hunt you down, and then it will be your turn to haunt me.” “Fine. If this conversation will end. I will accept your terms, love. But we won’t die if I have a say in anything.” “You just got past saying that you can’t change anything. Please make up your mind. Do you have a say in this or not? I can’t believe I’m listening to this.” Ragnar dislikes arguing or needing to deal with his mate. If something happened and her questions were annoying because he didn’t have any explanations for them. Ragnar couldn’t locate the answers if he wanted to or show her how the

“No more hiding, Aria.” I raised my glass and touched it gently against his. “No more hiding.” The rest of dinner passed easier than I expected. The food was rich and spicy, each dish more extravagant than the last, but what surprised me most was Viktor himself. Once he started speaking about New York, its history, its wars, the families who once ruled it and his voice took on a quiet intensity that made listening to him strangely addictive. He knew everything and I found myself watching him more than eating but eventually curiosity got the better of me.

“Scumbag, how dare you threaten me!” “Deeply in love? What a joke!” Sophia laughed. “You believe that this mongrel and this witch are deeply in love with each other? I’m telling you that they are tricking you. The baby in that witch’s womb didn’t belong to this mongrel! They put up a show just to blackmail you.” “You’re joking. The child belongs to me!” Benedict rebutted. Yvonne couldn’t sleep with another man when they were together. Furthermore, they were deeply in love with each other. Why would she lie to him?

In the place where our pack waited. And our pack was ready. Not with weapons. Not with magic. But with something the Voids could not understand. Could not consume. Could not corrupt. Love. Freely given. Unconditional. Pure. Every wolf held hands. Formed a circle. Created a barrier not of power but of connection. Of the pack bonds that had survived everything. That would survive this too. The Voids crashed against that circle. And burned. “Impossible,” they screamed. “Love cannot destroy us. Cannot burn us. Cannot—”

Victor was going to kill me. A/N: Anyone out there watching Vikings? I recently started and some of these guys were inspired by characters on the show. Idk why, but Dimitri speaking Old Norse with the Vikings is really attractive to me XD. Creating that dialogue was a huge bitch. There are some dictionaries of the language out there, but they aren't very extensive so I had to improvise on things they could have said, making their convo come out a little elementary. Served its purpose though! Dimitri also reveals a little bit more about his past here, but more details on Ivan will eventually come out later.

I asked. “We are Vikings not Kelorians.” “And what exactly is a Viking?” Leon asked. “I would need a whole day to explain that to you.” Sif replied. “So how about we make camp and you explain what a Vampire is before I tell what makes a person a Viking?” “That sounds fair enough,” I said. “And tomorrow we will continue our journey.” “Where are you heading?” Sif asked. “To the land of the fairies.” “So are we.” I couldn’t understand where, and how, Sif and her men could have met A’el. Whatever the case, I was eager to hear her side of the story.

Again, thank you so much, and have a wonderful new year! More Books by me: Under the Moon Series: Book1 - Under the Pale Moon (vampire LGBT+) Book2 - Under the Blue Moon (werewolf LGBT+) Book 3 - Under the Crimson Moon (dragon-shifter LGBT+) Wed to the Alpha (fluffy romance/fantasy/werewolf) I am Not Your Love Story (CEO/richman LGBT+) Adventures of the Crown Series: Book1 - The Purple Wolf and the Enerawyn (fantasy/adventure, hints of LGBT+)

he said, once I’d made myself comfortable, my arm over his shoulder for balance. I peered at him, wondering what that had to do with kissing another woman. “Who?” “Dominic is the shadow behind the world’s most untraceable crimes, an architect of the dark web and master of digital disappearance,” Viktor growled, then he turned his gaze to mine. “You will stay away from him.” A defiant tingle crawled under my skin. He was jealous, and rightly so. Dominic was easy on the eyes, charming except for the way he always attacked me with a pole, but wasn’t that evidence of his attraction to me?