Nineworlds Stories

Josie Saltzman, a woman of quick wit and quiet strength. Blessed in skill with magic. But a darkness lurks within her that she cannot always control. It is her burden to bear was the excuse she used. But what happens when the darkness takes on a different form? When she is thrust into a new world of chaos and pain. I've drawn inspiration for this story from some of my favorite authors and books. I only own my original characters.

This is my Percabeth fanfiction, no stealing! Percy and Annabeth have fallen into whatever lies between the mortal world and Tartarus. Trying to get back to the mortal world to fight Gaea proves pretty hard when you don't know where in the worlds you even are. This is a Percy Jackson and Magnus Chase crossover. (Also, I obviously don't own any characters that are Rick Riordan's or belong to anyone else. The plot however, is mine.)

Ronrik Academy is the place for mages, elves, witches and more all except for humans. People say only crazy people go there or gangsters who can't be controlled by the police. Originally it was made to make heroes that will protect the nine worlds and the kingdom's in it. Now the world's are in big danger and they are collecting all mages, vampires and etc. Follow Kiira Zan and her new friends through their adventures and hardships. Who will be the chosen heroes that will protect the nine worlds. Hi my name is Ruun and this is my first story so please bare with me. I will try my best too make this interesting and be ware this story will have curse words so if you can't stand it. Read another book 😊. I would really appreciate if you can comment and vote or even follow if you like 😄.

Book 1 of the Nine Worlds series.

Blader Thrym never meant to get into trouble, but it always seemed to find him. So when he is offered a chance between allowing his trouble to bring shame upon his family or enlist in the einherjar, thereby restoring his honor, Blader chooses the latter. Each incoming einherjar must prove themselves worthy to join the ranks of the finest warriors, those belonging to the Reborn Cosmos' High King Baldor. The rite of passage, the Reenactment, sends all the new recruits into a reality that is a remembrance of the old Nine Worlds, of the worlds before Ragnarok, in order to test their courage, strength, honor, cleverness, and combat skills through a series of trials. The stakes are life and death. Only those good enough to survive have what it takes to be an einherjar. But the wolves are beginning to sneak out of the darkness and talk of conspirators is increasing. When allegiances are called into question and suspicions of the Reenactment's effectiveness to select the best recruits for the einherjar start spreading, Blader must do his best to both survive and hold to the values he prizes. He will have to pull on everything he ever learned about his reality's past in order to have any sort of a future in his world. Cover created by @CelticWarriorQueen17

Three deadly beings have made a bet that will alter events and fate. All hope is lost, the people of the nine worlds fate is sealed and no power in the worlds can change it. But that is simply not true. Leviathan chooses his own fate. Witness he and his siblings resist the temptation of power and lies to protect the world's from their 'parents'. But in a world of chaos and mix emotion and the wager at hand. What is truly right? What is truly wrong? But no matter what happens all will hail the true ruler of the nine worlds.

According to Norse Mythology, there are nine worlds which exist, all invisible to one another. Asgard, sky fortress of the God tribe Aesir, which is connected to Midgard, the world of humanity, by the rainbow bridge Bifrost. Vanaheim, [vana-hame] home of the Vanir, which are deities related to nature. Jotunheim, [yo-tun-hame] home of the giants. Muspelheim, [moo-spell-hame] home of the fire giants, Alfheim, [alf-hame] home of the elves. Svartalheim, [svart-alf-hame] home of the black elves. Helheim, [hell-hame] home of primordial darkness, cold, mist, and ice. And finally, Niflheim, [nif-el-hame] the underworld, realm of the dead, ruled over by the goddess Hel. As they were growing up, this had been a huge interest of Maddalene and Verblassen. However, before we continue explaining, let us tell you a bit about the twins, our main characters. Maddalene Janine Glanz and Verblassen Abgefallen Glanz are sixteen, Verblassen being older by just a few minutes. Their names mean "Magnificent gift from god glory" and "Fading fallen glory", respectively. Maddalene is average height, a bit shorter than her sister. She has bright blue eyes, a color similar to the depths of the ocean, and bright blonde hair like her mother. Verblassen on the other hand has a variation of chocolate brown eyes, and light blonde hair, which she gets from her dad. They don't have very much in common, being opposites even by name, but of the few things they share is a love for Norse mythology, a bond only sisters and best friends could share, and stone necklaces given to them by their mother. These will all be very important later, but for now, let's begin with our story.

FINISHED!! Reyna and Thalia, two twenty year olds, happened to meet on Initiation Day for the Nine-World Warrior Forces after graduating from the Academy in Alfheim. They instantly fall in love- and then Reyna is assigned to Asgard, and Thalia is assigned to France of Midgard. Even if they could maintain a long-WorldTree relationship, Warriors must be maidens. Unfortunately, they have sworn themselves to the Forces for life. To desert the Forces means death. Reyna and Thalia have a week left before they leave; after that, they'll never see each other again. it's horrible. but what else can they do except make it count? ... Reyna was up and off the floor, colliding with Thalia They crashed into each other, some sort of beautiful dissonance, like a black swan taking off in a flurry of feathers in a ray of moonlight As she leaned forward into Thalia, weaving their limbs together like blades of summer grass, Reyna could only form one cohesive thought other than pure fever: "have I ever felt lips as soft as these?"