Vikings Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Therefore, I assume that the people who went after Emily are not very important, as they seem to know very little about her. Thankfully. But that doesn’t mean I’ll spare their lives. I’ll find each one of them and give them the death however I desire. And I will make sure it’s painful as hell. Because. No one touches my woman. “You need to be careful, Zack. They- It’s alright darling, I’ll be fine,” I assure her. “Do you remember anyone of their name?” Keith asks again. “Um… yeah uh… Bryce,” she glances at me. “He’s brown hair and is super scary.”

she giggled, blushing slightly. I felt my eyebrows rise, “a viking?” “Yeah, a viking warrior with a handsomely fierce look on his face, and his dark hair blowing in the wind as he stood aboard his viking boat on his way to a raid,” she responded, an almost dreamy look in her eyes. “A raid, huh? Where the viking will kidnap the young maiden and keep her as his personal slave?” I couldn’t help teasing her, but the moment she bit her lower lip, the teasing ended.

IT HAS BEEN a week since the Vikings went on the raid that King Ragnar had told Sophie about and nothing much happened ever since. She heard that they were planning on raiding Paris whom a priest from Wessex had told King Ragnar about. She had never got the chance to meet that famous priest she had been hearing about yet, and she hoped she would once they were back if they ever made it back as she knew how strong the Franks were from the few months she had spent there with them.

“I am Alpha Vektor, my queen. This is my beta Susanne and my gamma Ambrose.” "It's nice to meet everyone." I said I could feel their hurt, anger and hatred for the people of Lygion. I watched them all and noticed they looked like well bred savages. Their hairstyles made them look like vikings from the tale of the Scandinavian era. The beta had the sides of her hair shaven, then two braids lined the paths where her red hair began close to the middle of her head, that patch of hair was long and got to her waist.

‘I don’t want to lose you ever. The thought of it terrified her. His teeth nipped her lower lip right before he tore his mouth away and buried his face in her hair. His hips surged against hers, swiveled. Deep inside, Sunny felt his cock swell, the head of it rubbing against her in a way that left her feeling like she’d somehow explode, even as her skin started to feel too tight, too hot. Magnus was a Viking… for real. She slammed her head against the window, barely noticing the pain as sensation swamped her.

Viktor forced himself up, shaking like a leaf in a gale but standing tall, his eyes burning with a terrifying fire. “I came for my wife,” he rasped, his pride intact even as his face puffed with bruises. “Consequences be damned. I’ll burn this whole kingdom down to get her back from you.” I let out a harsh, dry laugh. “Your wife? Have you truly gone mad? Kari is my mate, by the very laws of the moon.” Viktor’s lip curled in a sneer that cut deeper than his claws. “Mate? You call yourself her mate, yet you're standing here talking up a storm while she wanders the woods alone? You couldn't even keep her behind a locked door, Titan!”

"Seriously, Adrian. I’ve had many people before you. Men, women… I had a life, if I can even call it that, without limits. Until not long ago, when we slept together for the first time. And I don’t see myself with anyone else anymore. Not with him. Not with anyone." She sat up in bed and reached out to touch his arm. "He comes here acting all smug, bringing ‘virgins’ as if he owns the place, and you laugh with him. You call him ‘my love.’ I saw the way he looks at you." Valkiria sighed before speaking in a gentle tone. "He’s a useful idiot. An old contact who knows where to find clean, willing blood when we need it quickly. And yes, I call him ‘my love’—it makes him work faster. It’s just pr

Beyond the old growth forests lay the dark sea waiting to take the Vikings out on pillaging and plundering raids. Indra loved everything about Asgard, but the best part was the tight nit community and sense of security. But that sense of security disappeared the day Cain showed an interest in her and wrapped her around his finger, with his flattering words and undivided attention. And for the first time, she felt like a woman.

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“I mean this Viki. You should be grateful I didn’t kill you! I don’t ever want to see you again.” Her shriek split the air. “No!” She lunged, her nails flashing as she reached for me. The warriors I’d stationed in the shadows stepped out, restrained her, but she twisted violently, slipping past them like a feral cat. “You can’t do this!” Viki screamed, her voice ragged and wild. “Everyone knows you threw away your fated mate for me! If you cast me out now, you’ll be the biggest joke among all the packs! I sent invitations already!”