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Goddess Of War

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~" She is the poison running through my veins. An addiction I cannot break, so sweet yet toxic. A beautiful creature with a ruthless heart. A true warrior, she holds nothing back in battle." He spoke softly, bright blue demon eyes, shining brightly around the poorly lit tent. "But shall she side with you?" The king ask, leaning forward to the evil man in front of him.

"She will not have a choice. He broke her heart. My revenge will be her's." Those same demonic blues lighting even brighter, than before. He remembers her movement on the battlefield, the way her blonde hair danced in the wind. The way her blue eyes shined with a blood thirst that stirred a deep feeling low in his stomach.

Oh how he missed her! 

He let an evil smirk formed on his lips. "Besides, she made me a promise years ago." he stated licking this full lips. ~

Ase danced her way back to her kingdom, ruling with an iron fist. She was once ruthless on the battlefield, however after being broken in Kattegat, she was heartless now. She hasn't aged much, though her locks are now smooth, new men surround her. Her army is well sought after by many. But after years of raiding alone, one man walks into her life with an offer she can't refuse.All Rights Reserved

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Melt The Ice In My Heart | Vikings by phenomenal1500

Chaotic, Coldhearted, Evil. Raven black hair, ice blue eyes and a devilish stare that could freeze everything she had in sight. Njorun Noraide, Kattegat's archer, was feared by many, but not by the two known brothers. She was raised in the snow, her childhood had never been filled with warmth and love. Her father abused her, angry he didn't had a son instead. One day two young men walked in, cut the father to pieces and brought her to a safe heaven, Kattegat. She quickly picked up the talent of archery to defend herself and was finally free from her abusive father. She grew close to the two brothers, but sadly while hunting she ended up in a snowstorm. Stories spread she had died, people forgot about her, asking her name nobody could remember it... except the two brothers. Ragnar and Rollo Lothbrok were determined to find their old childhood friend, seeking the area for years, until they started raiding the western for the third time, both recognizing the bright blue eyes they remembered as no other, imprisoned by the English. Rollo Lothbrok/ Ragnar Lothbrok x OC Vikings [Highest Ranking] [#1 Athelstan] [#2 Rollo Lothbrok]

Claimed by the Viking by __Jeannette__

It must have been a goddess. That he was sure of. In the middle of those dark ashes, a body was laid down, wrapped in a cape that must have been green before but which was now covered in brown because of the ashes. Her face was strikingly pale, of a rare whiteness, but it was also dirtied by the ashes, hiding her cheeks and forehead. But despite those ashes and these dark smudges, one thing was absolutely certain: she was divine. She had a beautiful face with a straight, small nose, lips that were plump even if they were dry and a bit blue from the cold. Her eyes were closed, but her lashes seemed to be long and thick, resting on her cheeks like she was sleeping peacefuly. But all of those traits were not what attracted the Jarl. What did was the streak of hair that rested on her forehead, which had leaked from her hood. Its color was so unique and uncommon for a girl from this country that Tharn remained fixated on it. It was impossible to decide if this girl was a red-head or a blond. It seemed like the gods had not been able to chose in-between those two hair colors and had to give her the tone in between those two: gold. What a waste for such a heavenly creature to be dead, Tharn thought. Well, was he sure she was dead? After kneeling down, he bent over her, placing his fingers on her throat to check if her heart was still beating and placing his cheek in front of her mouth to see if he could feel a breath against his skin. As faint as it was, a light breeze touched him and a slow beat came under his fingers. She was barely alive, but she still was. A sigh of relief escaped him without him controlling it. He had no idea why he was so glad she was alive, but he was sure of one thing : she was coming back with him, and she would be his.

The Game of Predators and Prey by dc_9909

Ivar the Boneless. A name that brought fear to anyone who heard it. He was ruthless and cruel, lacked any sort of empathy. But a strong hearted, stubborn new girl was determined to not just be his wife that would bear him sons. No, she was determined to challenge him, prove to himself there was more then just power and hate. Would she be able to show him what love meant? Or would she crack under the pressure? Melti wanted nothing more then to go home. After promises were made between her father and Ivar the Boneless. She was stuck in Kattegat, with no friends or family. She did not wish to be another pawn to Ivar's plan but slowly the trauma and stories behind Ivar's past started to make sense to why he was the way he was. Even sharing her childhood stories with him, making there bond stronger. But he was playing a game of cat and mouse with her. Was everything he said true? Or was it all part of his sick game? I do not own the Viking plot/characters. Or the images used. Credit to the show. As the ideas and OC's were only my creation

Revenge is Killer by Peace_Love_Passion

Two powerful men at each other's throats to get back for what the other did, except the cycle just continues. It never subdued, war, death, and anger stayed at the forefront of everything. Not until someone comes and changes the game. ~ I was so confused. I have two mates? The king was about to lunge at his brother, but I stopped him. "Stop. I need to think." I said holding my head. I could see the hate in the boy's eyes. Perhaps I can use myself to get them to makeup. "I need to hear the story again, with detail, both sides, no lies." I asked desperately, I was confused. Maybe this was my job, to make them forgive each other somehow through me. "Brother I think you should go first, you did with everything else." The king clenched his teeth and his eyes flash red as the man plopped himself down on a chair. "Sir I would prefer if you told your story first. I have already heard it from him." I tried to step closer but the king snatched me back not wanting me to go near him. My heart felt as if it was stabbed and I leaned over in pain. "If I don't mark her soon, she won't survive her body will think I am rejecting her. I don't think she can survive one." I could see the concern in the other eyes. His grip loosened and I was carried to him and placed in his lap. I was relieved immediately. I looked up to him and admired his features, they were almost exactly the same as the Kings but his seemed a slight bit milder. "What beauty you have my dear." He spoke softly. I snuggled closer to him, loving the comfort he gave me. I felt the urge to have my body pressed against his as it held mine perfectly. Hugging him as I felt his smile in my curly hair. "You're as pure as an heart can get, as sweet as honey from a hive, as beautiful as Aphrodite herself." He brushed my hair behind my ear and kissed my collarbone. "Fuck." He whispered as I shivered from the pleasure. "Your skin is like silk on my fingertips, velvet on my lips."

The German's Obsession by Amethyst_Moonn

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Beinlausi by Janessa_WolfSoul

His own blue eyes sought her out with a vengeance daily and without fail. For weeks now since she had been captured as a slave and sold into the Queen's household. Many wanted her in their beds, but she never paid them any mind. A soul-piercing stare full of ice-fire was all it took for them to move onto another slave. They feared her, felt intimidated by her, slaves and men alike. Well, most men that is. His own brothers wanted her in addition to having Margrethe, but he will not let them. She is his. Ursula was hungry, wet, and cold. She knew that she is now a slave, but knowing what she did from when she was still in the 21st century, Ursula cannot help but be worried and scared as to who her master would be. Whether or not they would be kind and merciful, or cruel and abusive. A long elegantly slender hand pointed towards her chest as the Queen looked at her warmly. "Aslaug." Oh! She wanted her name. Ursula could not help the slight widening of her eyes as she figured out who this woman truly is. However, she kept it to herself as she gave her new alias. "Hyrrokkin. Mit navn er Hyrrokkin." **ALL CHAPTERS HAVE BEEN EDITED AND UPGRADED!! BOOK COVER HAS ALSO BEEN UPGRADED AND REPLACED!!**

DIVINE [HVITSERK RAGNARSSON] by outlawmarston

SPOILERS (4B-6B) Hvitserk Ragnarsson was careless - a Viking through and through. He only cared for raiding, pillaging and fighting - living like a true warrior. Asta was always on the other side of the park - a quiet girl who's father was often too protective of his only daughter. But Asta forces herself into the Viking way of life, and with this meets the son of Ragnar Lothbrok. They change each other, but is changes always good?

Freya Ironside, Gifted by the Gods by stefivare

Freya Ironside grows up in the family of Ragnar Lothbrok. Her father is Bjorn Ironside and from an early age he keeps her hidden and protects her and the Gifts that the Gods have given her. Her ability in battle and her Gifts make her famous. Her early story is in these pages, following what happens to her family, from the return of Ragnar Lothbrok to Kattegat, to the Ragnarsson splitting up, to lovers, friendships, deaths and duty to Kattegat and Norway.

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