Vikings #lagertha Novels & Stories

While Rain was left thinking about how her pack would blame her later for not being able to stop the fire wolf. Rain was well aware that Viking werewolves, even humans carried out raids to rob monasteries of their treasure and to capture individuals as slaves. They frequently sold the things they stole so they might get the things they desired. Yeah, monasteries, and rich people, that's what she knows usually Viking wolves are raiding, but her pack robbing another lowly pack? She wasn't aware of that fact.

Soreness filled me and there was no energy left for tears. There was a tiny hole underneath the cloak blindfolding me. It breezed up due to continuous oscillation. The first thing my eyes narrowly saw was a tattoo of an anchor on the top right side of his chest. It was a little different. The arm and fluke were just like flaming swords and the shank was painted like a white-bearded old man with his mustache flagging on both edges. There was a last pound and I felt his spill inside of me. I became dizzy and my vagina became even sorer when he was done.

The blades looked lighter, a chill ran through my spine the moment I recognized it. Silver.

Well, putting away all of that aside, Natasha had hit the shower and put on a fresh pair of blue jeans with a pink top and a white sweater before getting into white sneakers. She let her blond hair rest above her shoulders as she grabbed a bag and put something in a sort of cage right next to her closet. "Come on out, V," she started after setting down what she had put at the base of the cage. A moment later, something slithered out from a dark corner of the cage. A snake;a green viper to be exact. Taika had given her the snake when she and her mother had gone on a visit to Hawaii, where she had learnt was her birth place.

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Amara’s POV The shift was painful. I could not believe it. Looking at myself from the back of my mind, I realized we are huge, three tails, red and white in color. Everyone is looking at us in awe. Thinking to myself, I don’t even know her name. “Skadii,” a voice says to me. Taken aback at the response, “excuse me?” I say. My name... It’s Skadii. I am your Lycan and you are my human. Together, we will do great things, the voice replies. Not sure what to say, I just keep quiet. Looking at everyone in front of me through eyes that aren’t mine but are, I can see their... their fear and astonishment. Skadii takes one look at Blake. “Mate,” she rumbles, then snaps her jaws at Thalia. Thalia takes

Flames bordered its left and right, adding an element of unnecessary drama. My gaze traveled down the red carpet and up a set of stairs that led to a dais. Sitting on the throne was a woman whose body looked like someone had sliced it in half. Her left side was beautiful and blonde, while her right was a corpse so desiccated that it probably didn’t stink. “That’s your sister.” It wasn’t a question. Anyone who had studied the basics of Norse Mythology knew that Loki had three children with a giantess who became the mother of monsters.

Which happened to be jeans and Ghost’s t-shirt. “How is it fair, my Duchess, that you look this good when you’ve just rolled out of bed?” I could see the tent in his pants even through the duvet still around his waist. “Could say the same thing to you,” I smirked. “Right! Get up, shit to do. Runs to plan. If the Henchmen are going to back me up, I’ll need you and Rogue in Ragnarök in a couple hours.” “Oooh, I’m honoured that I get to be in a Valkyrie meet,” he winked.

Letharia sighed after throwing her dagger on the table along with the duffle bag Aven carried . She looked over at Aven “This is the first time in awhile I can wear my crop top and jeans, those dresses are awful.” Aven took his contacts out “I’ll let you wear jeans all you want whenever we get back.” Letharia shook her head “I’ve only been back for maybe half an hour, and I already wish I never left.” Aven put his sunglasses next to his contact case, “We’re both thinking about different things right now,huh?”

Nine was their sacred number since it connected the nine realms that existed within Yggdrasil. “I choose Gungnir, the great spear of Odin, Angurvadal, the stream of anguish, Gram, who brought death to Fafnir, Freyr’s sword, to fight when I am weak, Dáinsleif, to inflict wounds that never heal, Lævateinn, so that my step will never falter, Skofnung, the supernatural blade, Hǫfuð, the great sword of Heimdall and lastly Mjolnir.” Malachi chose his nine gifts and the rest were returned to the vault. These gifts would be sent to his house in Seward and he knew Jessica would banish them to his study.