༺♰༻ She had travelled far and wide, through lands that reeked of iron and incense, where saints bled and sinners prayed. She had warred with angels and supped with devils, her blade wet with mercy and vengeance alike. She had watched kingdoms crawl gasping from the womb, only to be cradled by the wrong kings, crowned by unworthy hands. She had seen men die with her name fumbling from their lips, a final breath wasted on a woman made of storm and bone. She had known cruelty so intimately it had become her second skin and now, somehow, she was beginning to know love. It frightened her. It softened her. Perhaps that was why it felt like dying. Maybe, she thought, she'd choose love anyway. Reciprocity- it all came down to that in the end, Karasteinna supposed. Love was not conquest nor surrender, not giver nor receiver but the trembling place between. As with lovers: when it is right, you cannot say who is kissing whom or whose soul is devouring the other. You only know that you are both burning and for once, neither of you minds. the last kingdom finan x oc season 2 - ??? smut warning

in which a dane kissed by the gods falls in love with a monk that only believes in one the last kingdom | osferth x oc only on wattpad dark mode & scroll suggested

death is at your doorstep and it will steal your innocence, but it will not steal your substance. bloodiedwings © 2024 the last kingdom

in which, two souls come together despite the trails and tribulations they face yet they still manage to find peace and home in one another

❝ we are only human and the gods have fashioned us for love that is our great glory and our great tragedy ❞ 【 Sihtric Kjartansson x OC 】 【 The Last Kingdom; S2 - 】 【 © Imaginebooks 】

Orphaned Tara Melgaard meets Orphaned Uhtred of Bebbanburg while growing up under Earl Ragnar's care. The two form a quick friendship and live in happy bliss. As outside forces begin to close in, they are taken on a journey that will challenge and test the strength of their love and friendship, changing both of them forever.

Being King Alfred's bastard daughter would put Serene's life in danger if someone found out. Including herself. On her sixteenth birthday her mother had told her of her father. A week later Danes had attacked their village, making her watch as they all took a turn with her mother then slit her throat. After that the Danes took her in as their own. That was until Uthred of Bebbenburg had soon walked into her path. A Irishman along with him.

"Why do they call her the angel of death?" "Because when she has you in her grip, it's not the gods who decide your death, it's not them who write your destiny. It's her - the angel of death who decides how you die. That woman is made of both gods and monsters with the beauty of an angry storm over ocean waters. You can either love her or hate her." "Do you love her?" "I'd be the stupidest man on earth not to. But I'd also be telling lies if I said I wasn't terrified of her." 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖-𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍, 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐘, 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒, 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐗𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐘, 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 - 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒,

god, i have my fathers eyes but my sister's when i cry. bloodiedwings © 2024 the last kingdom