Draugr Stories

These are the Imperial recordings of the Heroin and Monster known as The Dragon born or by her name in the Dragon Language which is Raanziithur. She quickly became power drunk and all of Skyrim was at her mercy.

Eoghan, a solitary hunter from the forests of the Kingdom of Jórvík, has been cursed by Hel, the goddess of the Underworld. He remembers nothing of his past and is unaware that he is the instrument of this evil deity...

Draugr. What are they? Why are they here? Why do they still walk the halls of their tombs, when they should be resting? Aka: this is what happens when you play too much Skyrim

*** Hey guys, just an edit here: There are some slight instants of self-harm in certain chapters. Nothing graphic, though (not my style). It may be a trigger for some. Read at your own risk. *** Jordin Harrik has a secret. One she can't even share with her family or best friend. Her secret means certain death for her. Execution. Jordin grew up normal. Well, as normal as any young thunderbird could. All that changed the day she died. But she didn't stay dead for long. And it wasn't luck or faith that brought her back. A reaper for unknown reasons decided Jordin wasn't destined to die that day. Yippie. Instead, she'd spend the rest of her life a draugr. A rare and despised creature. Stronger. Faster. So goddamn powerful. For years, Jordin was the only draugr in town. Thank God for that. But then he appeared in the town market. Austin Morris. Sexy. Arrogant. And every bit the monster Jordin always believed draugrs to be. With a single glance, Austin is the only one in the whole world that knows Jordin's secrets. ***Winner of the Best First Chapter in the Special Categories in the Celestial Nexus Book Awards hosted by @lupe6583v***

a random journal of my characters and their adventures through the land of Skyrim

After years of being absent from her hometown, the unusual death of a young girl brought Zoey Foster - a shapeshifter with secrets to hide - racing home. Returning to her hometown is tough, made even worse when Zoey's estranged family isn't so eager to see her. The mother who is bitter that Zoey didn't follow in her footsteps and become a Tracker for the Supernatural Council. The twin sister who looks at her with disgust. At least her younger sister and father seems more welcoming. But unknown to her family, Zoey is on the trail of dangerous creatures. She is seeking the truth, but the truth may lead her to her very own demons - creatures she thought she had rid herself off years ago - when she died and was brought back to life. Only, when she was brought back to life all those years ago, she wasn't herself anymore. Something dark. Empty. Something stronger. Faster. A supernatural creature the world has never seen before.

!!!NOT FULL VERSION!!! Life rarely goes the way you'd expect. Death however, never does. Melody Adler; daughter, mother, widow. She was a woman of many words, and even more talents, a kind soul who strived for the very best at every turn. She longed to one day move her mother and daughter out of her rundown apartment, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Unfortunately, none of that matters. Because she's dead. Melody woke up in the middle of an empty field, left with nothing but her new diary, her memories, a whole lot of questions and no one to ask them to. At first she couldn't tell if she was in hell or heaven. Then she met Her. And it all went down hill from there. ___________________________________________ This is my second draft of this book and I am currently in the process of self publishing it! So fair warning to any new or current readers, I'm leaving the full version on here for a while, but I am going to be taking most of it down soon, most likely mid to late July!!!! So get it while it's hot!! Hot meaning free! Please feel free to correct any grammar mistakes, or give general advice on writing, promoting, or on how to write a better description. Thanks for reading!

A small essay on the nature of Draugr. Lore-accurate read from inside Tamriel.

One of Skyrim's many books By: Bernadette Bantien Book of the undead

Fjord Talonslash, the Khajiit, wondered why he had to hike up this giant mountain to see some old men. Why couldn't they have chosen someone else? Most importantly, who is this Dragonborn fellow?

A short tale from the fantasy world of Galtea. High-king Yullr Storm-sworn rules a happy realm in the snowy northern lands of Altreach, but his son, Weard is plotting something sinister against his father and the people's prince, his brother Larren.

Zombies are Creatures of old, living corpses, Cursed to walk on unholy grounds to drench it in fresh blood. The Norse gave them the name Draugr, dark Monsters, born from war. And just such a Draugr it was, that the young Viking Prince Ivar faced, as he got locked inside of a cave by excident. A small Trick from Loki self, to kill the Prince before he could grow up and become a danger for his plans, but what if the Draugr had just as much of his mind as the cripple? What if both were afraid of the enchanted dark? And what if the Draugr actually saw himself ,in Ivars actions?

To humans, the world is a safe, heartwarming place. Not so much to the other denizens of our world. Hidden and sworn to secrecy by a council of powerful sorcerers, Supernatural creatures live among us. The world for them is a much darker, dangerous place, where any interference with the mortal world is punishable by death. Upheld by the Supernatural Hunters, the Reapers, and the Council's feared enforcer, The Draugr. Such was the world that Will walked into, when he was bitten and became one of them. Now, he must learn to adapt and survive in a world filled with danger.

Alarick Svenson, a recently deceased Lord of Midgard is given a second life by the Valkyrie Brynhild. Before he can truly witness the glory of Valhalla, the two must set out into the world of men, to put an end to a darkness which haunts the forest.

Pain. Pain is the existence of alertness, and the presence of agony. Both of which are necessary for survival. Events unfold to reveal the pathway every person has set for them. But when everything and everyone is dead and gone, what do you do?

think of a story, think of your own world. Run like a dragon, fly like a phoenix. Be a hero or a villain. Just try to think. And maybe it will come, to you. And maybe the eyes, the eyes. EYES, the only thing i can see is EYES. EYES in trees, and owls with only made of EYES.