Heathen Stories

✯Sequel to A Viking's Rage✯ Her whole life she had been mistreated, now it was her turn for revenge. She wasn't just a slave anymore, she was Aiya Einardóttir now, and she would conqueror the whole world if she had too. Now she seeks revenge on Lord Hemming of York, and to stake her peoples claim in the west. With the help of Ragda Roelson, now Jarl Ragda, they invade the shores of North Umbria together--yet their journey is not made easy. Between, betrayal, kidnap, death, and heartache--Aiya struggles to keep her hold, and her head. She can allow nothing to stand in her way, not even...love. Conqueror Queen, A Viking's Rage, Part II Copyright © 2023 H.H.Cook ® All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced. Some mature content.

As you may have guessed from the title I'm a Norse Reconstructionist Heathen. (Which is different from Norse Pagan and Asatru) Some will be rants about various things: Like what Christians did to the Norse people or thoughts I have about certain ideas. I will also discuss my thoughts on some creatures and their possible heritage. I'll also be typing informative (sometimes short) chapters.

A 7 stanza poem about the Jutish 'invasion' of Britain

Josh dun and Tyler Joseph (band mates) are close friends. But just how close are they?

Can a Christian princess love a heathen King?

PLEASE GOD PLEASE DON'T MAKE THE CROWS DELIVER ANOTHER MARTYR. When the saints go marching out there are demons at the front door. When the Door is cracked to see whom knows are there; Horns holdin up halos... Other Kin!?! "Is the Guardian at THE GATE Dead?!?!" "... Or With THEM?!?" When you PRAY to a Martyr it is always answered says Mary. My prayer went like this: "Dear God please stop making the Crows deliver MARTYRS." When Hell and Heaven Rebel and the Heathen (wise ones burdened) Cheer. COPY LEFT: ATTRIBUTION

THIS IS POETRY FROM HEALTH CLASS AND WHEN I GET BORED, so umm yeah also, some of it might be me just blabbing

Selene is a girl who doesn't feel like she fits in anywhere, she's not really a fan of other people. Until she meets Filip, a boy who finally gets her. They share the same passion for thinking, and reflecting over life's biggest questions. This story is going to digg deep into philosophy, religion and how we humans create our little society, through the eyes of two outsiders.

For Hannah McCartney the past month of her life has consisted of visits to her therapist, scolding from her parents, and self-hatred. After her attempt at suicide everyone seems to have turned on her. Everyone at her school no longer sees her as their princess, but instead they now see her as a rich selfish brat. Because why would someone who had everything: the money, the popularity, the friends, try to take her life? As her life seems to start unraveling all over again Hannah can't help but look forward to one thing everyday: Eathen Warp, the boy who always seems to be everywhere she turns.

------ Now, as their rage slowly simmered, the heathens were jovial as they strolled through the fields, indulging in their handy work. Those unlucky enough to still be alive were quickly pulled from the field and were dragged up the grassy hill that overlooked the once beautiful meadow. There, standing tall, was a strong oak with sweeping branches. It's once untouched limbs now hanging with ropes as they strung their last few alive victims by their throats. Holes had been carved through their necks with rope being shoved through, like the threading of a needle, before hanging them like ornaments on the trees vast branches that swept out over the hill. A spectacle of terror to scare their future conquests into a quick surrender lest they themselves be subjected to their brutal acts of violence and persuasion. ~~~~~~ Agony rang through the child like a poisoned knife and as the child watched each wolf fall something snapped inside, like a taught guitar string finally snapping under pressure. Silver eyes gave way to the red that ebbed away their warm grey till they glowed redder than the blood still seeping into the ground throughout the fields. And thus, the reaper of wolves was born. ------ Original production by Red Rogue. All characters, places and events are works of fiction. Any similarities to real life events and people are purely coincidental.

A poem about the eclipse and how it must have been like living in a time when the Sun was so important, for it to die and then be reborn

Emma is tortured by the regrets of her past. She fights to get out of the dark path she's walking, but only discover the more she fights the more lost she becomes.

When Ivar meets a girl with flaming red hair and eyes that cannot see, he begins to wonder how a sightless girl can see so much beauty in the world... And in him.

In a world where religion reigns high, there lives a girl who wished to fly. When the sky and the stars and the moon can call, to fly at first you must stand tall. "The birds are the devil’s companions, for they fly far into your Heavenly Domain. We are your chosen people, and we will never lift off the ground, for we know your glory, and to see it would blind our souls." Lina Mercy doesn't believe them. There was so much to discover in the world, and to be bound to one simple religion would be her downfall. When the twelve-year-old meets a beautiful sorceress, however, her wish of flying is granted... In a different way than she expected.

My Poems

EXTRACT 01: THE LIGHT OF A PAGAN SUN POETRY COLLECTED FROM THE HOME OF INQUISITOR SALEN (DECEASED). ARCHIVES SUGGEST SOLO MISSION CONDUCTED 2 MONTHS PRIOR MAY BE INSPIRATION FOR POEM. THE MISSION WAS A TOTAL SUCCESS. INQUISITOR SALEN DIED OF SELF-INFLICTED WOUNDS. ORIGINAL BURNED AS PER INQUISITION GUIDELINES. COPY OBTAINED AT GREAT DIFFICULTY.

Revealing the truth of a famous historical event 2000 years ago in Western Han Dynasty: The case of Witchcraft 揭示两千年前西汉武帝时期巫蛊之祸的真相