❝I came into this world kicking and screaming while covered in someone else's blood, I have no problem with going out the same way.❞ ivarhoegh © 2017 BOOK ONE OF THE WRATH SERIES. contains mature & violent content as well as foul language

Vikings imagines from season 1-4, mostly imagines with the sons of Ragnar. *Under edit* [book 1 of 2] highest rank in Fanfiction #223 ivarhoegh © 2017

"I bid you to remember the words of our forefathers. Fear nothing. Survive. Conquer." Rated M: Violence and Mature Themes. Please be advised that this book may have graphic depictions of violence.

"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.

One loves her, one wants her, one needs her. No where is safe. (Y/N) grew up as Ivar's best friend. A life filled with unexpected turns and an ever watchful friend. But when Ragnar returns her friends change and she makes a gruesome discovery. With Ivar knowing her every move (Y/N) must survive a battle for power, a fight between brothers and a rivalry for (Y/N) herself.

*I don't own any of the Viking characters!* Princess Lir was sent to Wessex to observe the heathens that came to avenge the death of their father. Lir has been preparing her warriors since her return for a possible attack while dealing with a constant dream she has been having since her return. Since her return, she now must rely on her second in command Oluf to find any weaknesses the heathens may have, but to her disbelief Oluf is now the second in command of a heathen. However, this could possibly be beneficial to her when the Romans attack her kingdom. Soon everything Lir has known will become a lie.

In the burning ruins of an ancient city, Ragnar Lothbrok's eldest son with his second wife Aslaug, Ubbe, found one lone survivor. A young girl. A girl with deep and dark and red eyes, and hair black as night with a single streak of white. "Aila." Had the girl said that her name was. Ragnar took the girl home, and with his Queen they raised her as their own. He called her . . . Aila Bloodeye. • Updates have gone to hell. Either it's a chapter every other day for a month, or I take a 5-15 month break lol. I apologize for that.

❝Never be ashamed of a scar. It simply means you were stronger than whatever tried to hurt you.❞ - Anonymous ivarhoegh © 2018 BOOK TWO OF THE WRATH SERIES. contains mature content, foul language and violence.

King Ecbert's daughter is forced to marry Bjorn as part of their fathers' deal with each other. At first, the princess is not satisfied with the arrangement, but once she discovers her new freedoms she can't help but embrace the Norse culture. Bjorn/OC with some Ragnar. ************* Hilda sighed loudly before standing up from her chair and walking across the crowd toward Bjorn. As the girl approached him, Bjorn set down his drink and gave her his full attention. "My Father wants us to dance and then proceed to the final ceremony." It took a minute for Bjorn to process her words before he held out his hand for her. Hilda placed her small, dainty hand in his large, calloused one. Bjorn pulled her closer to him and began to rock back and forth. He looked around at everyone else, seemingly completely disinterested in the girl in front of him, "I am in love with someone else." Bjorn pursed his lips and continued to dance with the girl, waiting for her reaction. Hilda couldn't find the words to say and instead just stared at him blankly. After a few moments, Bjorn continued, "She is a slave girl but I love her and it does not matter what we must do tonight, my heart only goes to her." Hilda could see the tension in her husband's shoulders and the words finally came to her. "I don't expect your heart to go to me. We are only pawns, Bjorn. I expect no more of you than what our fathers expect of us."