Can love really transform you into Better or worse?
{Worth binge reading}
Will Ivar, the ruthless handsome Viking fall in love with Nova, a French princess who is polar opposite to him? A historical fiction based on the year of 1000 AD, this story...
"Forgiveness is an essential trait of a Queen" He says as his shirtless body moves closer to me
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"Then go find that queen, I am not her" I reply
"Good for you, I might start hating you before the war even begins" Ivar falls back on the pillow
"That's my greatest desire" I reply
*Knock on the door*
"HIDE!" I say
"I am not scared of anyone" He scoffs
"Please?" I say and Ivar stands by the door, fitting perfectly between the two pillars by the door
I open the door
"Sweet Jesus!" Alfred says with a flame torch in his hand, "I heard some noise and wanted to check on you" He smiles
"Thank you King Alfred, but I am alright. It must have been Alfie" I lie
"Is Alfie in his room?" Alfred asks as his pretty eyes look around the room
"Yes, why do you ask?" I ask
"Well, I have been thinking about you a-lot Nova" Alfred says and my heart starts racing
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I don't know because of Love for Alfred or Fear of Ivar
"Alfred, this is not a good time.." I say as I hesitate
Alfred keeps his long finger on my pink lips and says "Shhhh, hear me out"
I get jittery
"Our early conversation left me with countless thoughts" Alfred says while keeping his finger onto my lips
"And I would love to spend the rest of my life with you" Alfred says
The blood in my veins thickens as streams of sweat flows down my spine
"I would persuade church to give their consent, I will do anything for you" Alfred says as his eyes lock into mine
He let's go of my lips, and traces my lip with his finger
"Will you let me love you?" Alfred asks
My body feels numb as my pulse starts racing, I try to speak but my lips shiver
"Can we talk this through tomorrow morning, I am just very jaded" I say feeling sad and scared at the same time
"Anything you want" Alfred says as he kisses my hand and leaves
I turn around and lock the door as my bones shiver
"Ivar?" I say meekly
But he is not there...
I search the room in desperation but to no avail..
His armour and swords, missing like pieces of puzzle
Just his scent left behind for me to savour
"Ivar?" I mutter as I hurriedly look around
I move around swiftly, searching corner to corner of my humongous chamber
"Momie?" A voice says
Breaking my desperate search
"Wher is dadie?" Alfie asks as he stands by the door
I look at him in utter despair
"Gone" I reply
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(I love reading your comments! I honestly get so excited when my phone screen lights up with notifications of wattpad that my family thinks I am in love with someone because I blush while looking at my phone screen! XD)
This book is trending at number 46 out of 1.5 million books on Love!! Wait What? :)
{And PS - Love is never Black or white, it's always a grey zone. Just saying ;)}