The Last Vikings

The Last Vikings

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#girlswhotravel #lifegoals Recently dumped and going nowhere, Jennie Jamieson decides it's finally time to listen to all those inspirational Instagram hashtags and do something with her life. A visit to Antarctica has always been on her bucket list, so Jennie quits her job and blows her savings to follow her dream. Then, in the dark, icy hostility of Earth's final frontier, bodies start turning up... and no one can work out how-or why-they died. Join Jennie for mystery, adventure and thrills in the world's last true wilderness, and find out how much she is willing to risk for the #fame, #fortune and #followers of the perfect social media feed. This is my entry in the Open Novella Contest-a challenge to write a novella of 20,000 words, based on a prompt, in just a few weeks. I chose the "mystery in the Antarctic" prompt. ❄️Cover by @trista-❄️ 📱 Top rank: 26 in Adventure 📱
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