"Bad move," he murmured between his teeth. Ivar was ready to kill her. He was slowly reaching out for his knife which was behind his belt. The girl made an unexpected move. She stretched out her hand and threw away the axe as far as she could. She passed out right after.

Iona is a princess who dwells in the spoils of life, considering her simplicity yet ravaging demeanor. One day, everything changed when a group of vikings step foot on their soil. considering that those times, disputes and contraventions took place in both areas. They took vast amounts of fortune and slaves away, not knowing she is of royalty, she is displayed for slavery. Hopelessness and agony ate her at that moment as she thought of being forever condemned of the felicity she ones tasted and the possibility to be excroriated forever from her motherland. Unknowingly, she will encounter happiness but more pain more than she could ever imagine in the hands of a powerful, ruthless and handsome jàrl, Brynjar. will she live her life in her new adopted home as a slave? or will risk her safety when she exposed her royalty?

I was born human and I always thought that I would leave this world one; but I was wrong. And it all started in the year 866; the year the heathens, the Vikings, arrived in England and attacked the village I called home. 866 was the year I and the ones I loved died; the year where my story began, but not when it ended. Cover made by terrabithia.

Bram, a cocky Viking, must battle feisty Irish Kaireen for her heart.

Brynhild just wants to be a raider, but her status as a woman cannot allow that. Instead she'd must make everyone believe otherwise and prove herself, while there is someone who threatens all her plans...

Author Note: If you have already read my story 'The Northman's Bride', this is the same story with no changes or edits. I have written a full length novel, book 3 in my Sons of the North series and have decided to use the title 'The Northman's Bride' for it. I apologize for any confusion. What would you do with only a few days left to live? Would you do throw your pride aside and dare to love? Aleksi has lived his life by the motto that woman were to be worshiped, not understood, much like religion. Now, one of the last two survivors on a plague ship, he has begun to wonder if he hasn't missed out on enjoying the comfort that a charming young wife might have brought him. Wounded in a recent battle, Commander Aleksi Ekstrom awakens on the Norrland ship to discover the priest's ward, a young French woman, locked below deck in a cabin of dead nuns, all other passengers and crew lay dead or dying of what looks like plague. Feeling fevered, yet unwilling to surrender her life just yet, Mimi has the forty-day ship quarantine to live her final days to the full. Her sole wish is to not die a virgin. Promised to the church since birth, she always knew she'd be a terrible nun, and so apparently had the evil priest that was selling her to a warlord in Estonia, where the ship had been heading before contracting the deadly plague. Anchored off the coast of Sweden, the quarantined plague ship is well supplied by Aleksi's grieving father and Jarl Magnus, who generously provides his loyal commander with anything requested, grateful to Aleksi for years of brave, loyal service to Tronscar. Aleksi and Mimi toss social restraints aside and speak openly and honestly, holding nothing back, both desiring to live out their final days with no regrets. But, if they survive the quarantine what then, will Aleksi return to his old life and will Mimi be returned to the warlord she was promised? **Adult content.**

A woman heads to Scotland to visit with family and enjoy visiting Castles and Historical sites. Walking into an old stable at a Clan MacLean Castle, she realises it is a doorway to the past. NB: Now I did do my research on old Scot language and phrasing, via the web & with true Scots, so bear that in mind as you read please & hopefully you will enjoy. Oh & feedback is always appreciated, with thanks. #hugs I dedicate this story to another dear friend & author 'Iread2relax'; who also inspires me to be creative, loving her works also. Thanks & #hugs

"Forgive me God for I have sinned. I allowed a Northman's lip to touch my own, to touch me neck and travel the length of the sensitive skin. My blood writhers, yearning for his touch. A quenching urge for desire and O'Lord, my eager flesh burns with raging fire." When the powerful Jarl, a ruthless and merciless Viking, takes a sudden interest in Faylin, a nun he captured on a raid, she vows not to let his wiles distract her from what is truly important - her faith. His very presence is what fuels the fire within her, allowing the hatred to fester. He destroyed her world and she watched it burn to the ground, crumbling and descending, shattering into pieces of hopelessness right before her eyes. Though what happens when she starts to realize that beneath the Northman's toughened shield lays a forbearing soul, lost within the darkness and the shadows of his own façade? Stricken by this realization, the possibility of humanity under such a barbaric character, Faylin finds herself torn between her fears of eternal damnation and desire, struggling to keep her sanity as she dances on that very thin line between love and hate. Cover by FvckHumans Highest Achievements: Thorn Rose: #1 in Historical Fiction!!! (21/11/2015)

I was no longer safe in my own I no longer have a home, I am nothing but payment to these monster to protect my old home. I will never give him my heart I will lock it up and let it die before I give it away.