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Being in the wrong place at the wrong time was all it took for Adelasia's whole life to turn upside down. After being captured by the heathens raiding her city and taken all the way to the cold North, the youngest Ragnarsson takes an interest in her. Not particularly enjoying his cruel treatment, Adelasia can't help but wonder if she is able to survive life that far from home as she tries to find her place among foreign people. ||| Ivar The Boneless ||| Starting in season 4B ||| Cover by selyxe

an ivar x reader x hvitserk story. reader character is transmasc genderfluid. as the adopted son of the boat-builder, you'd grown up around ivar and hvitserk. hvitserk had been your secret firts - first kisses and first times of all sorts and the only keeper of those secrets seemed to be ivar. ivar who held your heart just as much as hvitserk did.

"You're going to kill him." She knew too little to be called a seeress, but it was what was keeping her alive. By his side she stood, knowing that her true king rested else where...and knowing that her betrayal would kill him.

Short Stories about Ivar Ragnarsson/Ivar the Boneless. This is a book full of exclusively Ivar Ragnarsson/Ivar the Boneless Short Stories. This book will certainly be leaning towards romance but obvious conflict. I consider myself a firey, rude and generally an awful person to be around SO my female characters are a bit feisty because I'm not about that Disney Princess life. I already know that I'll be getting a lot of BS because of Ivar and Freydís having their 'moment'. I mean obviously I do not want a bunch of crap so let me say it clearly. I know Ivar and Freydís are/were a couple. There, I said it. Now hopefully no one will try and chew me out. Requests are open but I will be creating my own characters. You are welcome to message me or comment a prompt/idea for this book.

Ivar meets a foreign woman whose family has recently moved to Kattegat. Despite their affinity for one another, the two cannot seem to get things right.

A one shot following the death of Ivar the Boneless and the love he lost.

When a Princess demands her oppressive father freedom and he denies she takes it in her own hands. She take the advantage of her favorite brother named Crown Prince of Al-Andalus and the lovely visit of the Vikings to break hell loose. **************************************************************** "She killed her father and made a deal with her brother" said Hvitserk before I could answer him, he was getting annoyed by his uncle quite quickly. "Dear lord" said the priest making the cross sign towards me and then he did it to himself. "You will burn in hell" he said. "Flectere si nequeo superos, Archeronta Movebo" I said to the priest "If I cannot move heaven, I will raise hell" I said looking into the eye of the priest and smiling a little as he paled as he heard the words in Latin. "So yes maybe I will burn in hell or be in Valhalla" I added. *****************************************

Eleanor thought life to be a hilarious performance, something that no troubadour could think of, except God. She silently watched as her fate was sealed so quickly- in a blink of an eye. The king thrust a sheet of parchment, the heathen scribbled something, then, he gave her the angriest look she had ever seen. His blue eyes burned with such rage, as if she had completely destroyed his life. Like she had slayed all his people. Like she had won every battle against him. Like she took his legs from him. But after that, he didn't look at her anymore. Not even when they sailed through the stormy sea, and she prayed quetly so the entire fleet wouldn't sink to the dark unknown. Not even when they got married, and the heathen priestess told him to kiss the bride.

When Ivar's dear friend, a princess, is captured by Aethelwulf and intended to be killed, Ivar goes to recover her. Little does he know that his witty girl has a plan of her own to escape, and a friend in the most unlikely of places.

Ubbe chuckled softly, the sound a warm melody that reverberated through the stillness of the night. "Is that so?" he replied, his voice tinged with amusement. With a mischievous smile, Valdis leaned in, pressing a feather-light kiss to Ubbe's lips, her touch tender yet filled with a quiet intensity. "Don't make me a widow." "You would be free." "I don't want to be free," she whispered looking into his blue eyes.

They both had their vices. What was the best way to get over them? NO ARTISTS!

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.

Ivar likes to sit by the edge of the water at night when everyone is fast asleep and he can be alone - but is he really ?

Sometimes the view is too good to not snap a pic.

❝ Everything I know and everything I don't You took 'em all and shook 'em to the floor Now I've laid the ghost What I hate the most You blew them all away you close the door And I'm healed when you love me like You love me like that❞ [COVER BY 1SPOTLIGHT1]

One shots and short stories about the sons of Ragnar.

While visiting a place while traveling with her father and her ladies in waiting, Princess Layla becomes engaged to marry a well known and ruthless viking. What happens when she actually goes to Kattegat to get married? What happens when she discovers that she's the second wife?

When Ivar and Sigurd wake up to find that they have switched bodies, they need to to work together to resolve the situation. If, of course, it is even possible...