Scandinavian Stories

I am sick of the chase but I'm hungry for blood ╱ TOM RIDDLE, F!OC As Grindelwald's shadow slowly consumed Europe, darkness was edging its way into the forests of Finland. Deep in the heart of these woodlands, the native magicians practised ancient magic long forgotten by the outside, concealed and unaware of the bloodshed which ravaged the world around them. In 1943, Inkeri Koskinen was uprooted from her habit of obscurity, when she was sent to Scotland to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Struggling to keep her identity hidden, she was faced with the charming Tom Riddle, who would stop at nothing to corrupt her thoughts with his manipulative promises. Hallucinations began to plague her every waking moment, as she slowly uncovered the lies and deceit which surrounded her new world, all while being tormented by the wars which raged outside the walls of the castle. cover by @btsachu / [2023-??]

Petra Holt has spent two years rebuilding herself into a woman with boundaries, routines, good boots, and a nervous system that only occasionally tries to flee the premises. Then Viktor Falk walks into her first meeting. Viktor: former colleague, current professional hazard, and the man Petra has mentally filed under Do Not Open Unless Supervised By A Therapist. Unfortunately, he is also her new research lead. His desk is in her sightline. His conclusions are annoyingly good. His face has, offensively, improved. And he keeps acting happy she's there, which is both suspicious and bad for office productivity. Petra's plan is simple: trust the raw notes, document everything, never be alone with his theories, and absolutely do not notice his shoulders. A sharp workplace romcom about old damage, fresh starts, found family, creative agency chaos, and the terrible inconvenience of a man sitting across the table like he isn't the reason you needed a two-year hiatus.

(My first language is not English, so please, feedback is well appreciated, but keep in mind and bare with me! I am a Danish teenage girl, aspiring to become an author or actress!) After her father dies, fifteen year old Peyton Freja Mae leaves Sweden for an exchange year in South Carolina, mostly because the plan had already existed long before everything in her life started falling apart. Charleston feels unreal from the second she arrives. Too bright. Too hot. Too loud. Nothing like the quiet outskirts of Stockholm she grew up in. Then there's the Foresters. The family her father used to talk about before he died. A beach house on Folly Beach. Shared music rooms. Boat days. Country clubs. Late night drives. People who somehow make space for her before she even knows what to do with it. Especially Matthew Forester. Quiet in a way that hides more than it says. The kind of person who notices things without acting like he does. What was supposed to be one temporary year slowly turns into something else entirely. Because somewhere between music, beaches, grief, friendship, and the version of herself she left behind in Sweden, Peyton starts realizing that home is a much more complicated thing than she thought. A slowburn coming of age story about first love, found family, music, and learning how to live again after loss.

Summary: Nhóm Bắc Âu háo hức trước chuyến du hành đến Jotunheimen, ngọn núi cao nhất Na Uy, nơi đặt tên theo ngôi nhà của những người khổng lồ trong thần thoại Bắc Âu. Thay vì một kì nghỉ bình yên, họ phải đối mặt đủ thứ sự lạ, sinh vật huyền bí và những chuyến phiêu lưu ngoài mong đợi... Lời của người dịch: Đây là fanfic của bộ truyện "Scandinavian and the World" do tác giả người Đan Mạch - Humon sáng tác, được viết bởi tài khoản KingGustav trên fanfiction.net. Mình dịch theo lối lầy lội cho phù hợp với phong cách của Satw, dịch vì yêu thích Satw chứ không vì mục đích lợi nhuận. Link truyện gốc: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11221988/1/Adventures-in-Jotunheim

❛ 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗹𝘂𝘀𝘁 ❜ 𝗐𝗈𝗇 ∘ 𝖽𝖾𝗋 ∘ 𝗅𝗎𝗁𝗌𝗍. 𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁. (𝘯.) 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗅

Just a fairy tale I wrote based of of Scandinavian mythological creatures - namely, the Elder Mother, the fossemnen, and a troll.

Months after acquiring Odin's brooch from SHIELD, Aliana and Loki embark on a new mission: infiltrating an archeological dig to find a stone tablet inscribed with Odin's words. Not only must they keep their identities secret, but they must find the tablet before anyone else reaches it first.

Astrid Nokken or known as Astrid the Blue is the Fairy of Water. Not just any fairy who plays with the elements but the Queen Fairy and The Guardian of Water. Her job is to watch out the seas , the lakes , the sailors and to bring storms and water all over the world. She's the one who deals with mermaids and the one who obeys to Poseidon, the God of The Sea, when it's necessary. She lives under the cold sea water of North Sea near Norway. She is ruthless, focused on her job, hardworking, controlled, never smiles and never loves. She has no weaknesses or so she thought until she met Jack. Jackson Overland Frost or as we know him Jack The Frost is the Guardian of Fun. He is the winter. He is the fun spirit who brings snow, ice and cold to the world. The one who jumps from one roof to another laughs and makes kids happy. He is carefree, loving, carrying and so so so childish. He plays tricks and hates control. He might be as cold as death but his heart is warmer than the sun himself. One day Jack notices that for the past months in Northern Europe the day after he makes it snow it rains causing the snow and the fun to melt away. He bravely decides to face the fearless Astrid The Blue and fight her. But what happens when he comes face to face with a beautiful blue haired pale teenage girl and his dead heart suddenly beats!!??? What will happen when the two of them collide ? What happens when the ice meets the water ? Will they hate each other ? Will Astrid let her guard down and become human after thousands of years ? Love, hatred, lust, adventure and of course magic awaits. A/N Hello everyone don't judge any English mistake please English is not my mother language. Well judge at least not with a bad way. Just point them to me and I will fix them. So I'm not posting yet I just posted the description to see if anyone likes my idea or remembers Jack and then I will start writing the story and uploading the chapters. Я тебя люблю !

I still remember my childhood bedroom, with its dark green carpet and floral print wallpaper. It was what came with the house and whilst we weren't considered poor, the household budget would never allow for a room make over. Unlike today, my parents never really put much thought, time or money into the design of our home, though I'm sure that was the norm. When it comes to family values, Swedes have it right. Less stuff, more meaning. Less clutter, more consideration. The epitome of less is more. Scandinavian design directly reflects these values throughout Swedish homes. They understand how important it is to begin teaching the "less is more" philosophy at an early age. With a hunger for innovation & a new generation of flair, Nordic Design is taking over our homes. There's something very special about the Scandi -style, it is both minimalist, yet cosy and comfortable. Instead of decorating each room separately, the entire space is usually considered as a whole and creates continuity so that one area of the home flows into another without a break. This makes the home feel like one large space with different functional zones. Rather than individual poky rooms with negatively contrasting themes. If you're a parent, you know how hard it can be to find Children's Toy's and Décor that are classic, kid-friendly and not too obvious when it comes to branding. Children prize their favorite movie, sports & television characters and it's these very heroes that the kiddies often desire to obtain in toy form and lots of it.

This will go in to detail of each of the Daisy's backgrounds.

Hild rubbed her palm against her forehead. She didn't know what to do, and she hated feeling like this. First of all, she needed to stop obsessing about him and suppress her feelings. Avoiding him altogether. If she didn't see him, maybe her feelings would disappear, and she could forget about him. But so far, it had the opposite effect on her. A large raven flew toward her. It landed on her arm. The large black bird carried news from Asgard. She rolled open the small paper in her hand and read. It revealed the unimaginable truth of what happened. Her hand was shaking when she stared at the words. The man she loved was missing. All her doubts were gone. She had to find him. Using her Valkyrie power to ensure his safety, she wouldn't stop until she found him. When she did, she would never let him go again. "If you haven't read this series you should. I highly recommend it...." - Ben Thompson

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This is about Nordic folklore maybe even more like Scandinavian.When my grandparents or even my parents were little their parents told them to behave before one of these creatures would come and get them. Here i'll write as much fact as i can about them. Based on the book of Johan Egerkrans

You said you've never wanted to kiss anyone more than me My stomach drops, every nerve screaming and sparking. The memories come to life - I did that. Everything floods in, uninvited-heat curling through me, the press of his mouth, the tight grip on my waist, the hard lines of his body pinning me in place. It's like being dragged under by something I swore I'd buried. "And you," he says softly, almost like a dare, his hand braced on the wall beside me, "you want to relive every second. Don't you?" I try to look away, but his eyes pin me, and my pulse thrums so loud I'm sure he hears it, counts it. I can't breathe. The silence drags on, as I try to put a reply together. Before I know it, the words just.. "Impossible," I stammer, immediately the words tasting like a lie I don't even bother to dress up. Frederika's spent a decade hiding behind promotions and a bipolar-fueled fuck-or-flight suit of armor, pretending she's fine-until the magnetic Golden Boy crashes in, demanding brutal honesty and a promise to stay. Welcome to her personal hell: cramming six to ten years of emotional growth into three fucked-up months, breaking every rule, burning every bridge, and doing whatever it takes to be loved by him-scars, chaos, and all.