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When Two Worlds Collide

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Ever since Eivor encountered the strange women with the staff it seems her life has always been on edge. Headstrong and bred for battle Eivor was one strong Vikingr her kind had seen in a long time. Constantly consumed by blood-spilling glory something stops her. The edge, the dread feeling- the signs. Had the gods sent a again? If not this women had come around again but she seems to baffle Eivor evermore. Maybe the O' Mighty All Father himself hadn't sent this women, instead she could be just the answer to this whole mess. If anything this staff-bearer was letting on more than she knew.

*I do not own these characters, Ubisoft does!*

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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.

Erin (book 1 of Erin Series) by jacquiwrae

(UNDER EXTREME CONSTRUCTION AND EDITING. I will let you know which chapters are updated and edited as I go, I will also be combining some chapters together so they are not so short.) [COMPLETED] Erin is a young woman, raised most of her life by a group of mercenaries, after running away from her orphanage at a young age. Since she could remember, she never believed her parents were really dead, and has been searching for them ever since she became part of the mercenary group. The deal to stay with the group so she could find her family was that she was to become a mercenary herself, in which she did, and excelled at. When Lotus, the Captains right hand man, was retiring, the Captain wanted to replace him with her. Lotus felt a woman was unfit to fill such a responsible position, and took his rage out on them, killing the Captain after a days battle. He banishes Erin, sending troops after her, for her head. However, she was smarter than that, and saw that coming. She travels with Rune, a man who saved her life during the previous days battle, reluctantly. Rune is a secret assassin for Queen Eiva, who has sent him on a mission to find out about this upcoming war, threatened by a group called the Pandoreos. He has his own secrets that not even the queen knows, however, Dakota, a wolf who can speak to Erin, can tell he's hiding something. Erin eventually struggles with her feelings toward Rune. When the threat of the Pandoreos worsens, Rune is called back to queen Eiva. Rune commands Erin to travel with Kier, a man who has a special hatred for these Pandoreos, and warn Queen Beatrice, and King Cecerion about the upcoming war, in hope for an alliance with Queen Eiva. That is, if the humans can stay one step ahead of the Pandoreos.

"Assassin's Creed: Valhalla: Blood and Oaths" by Chris9417

In this epic reimagining of Assassin's Creed Valhalla, Eivor Varinsdottir, the fierce Raven Clan shieldmaiden, finds herself entangled in a forbidden romance with Randvi, the wife of her sworn brother, Sigurd Styrbjornsson. What begins as a hidden passion ignites into a love so powerful that it threatens to reshape the future of Ravensthorpe and all of England. Bound by desire, duty, and destiny, Eivor and Randvi defy tradition and claim each other-not as lovers in the shadows, but as wives in the eyes of the gods and their people. Their union, however, sparks a rift that tears through the Viking world, drawing them into a brutal conflict with Sigurd and the hidden hands of the Order of the Ancients, who seek to manipulate their war for their own gain. Amidst savage battles, political intrigue, and the looming specter of war, the two women must navigate the treacherous landscape of alliances and betrayals. As they lead Ravensthorpe into its most perilous era, they uncover a conspiracy stretching across the Saxon lands-one that threatens not just their home, but the very future of England itself. But even as blades clash and oaths are broken, Eivor and Randvi's love remains unshaken, burning like a beacon in the darkness. Together, they forge a new path-one not dictated by fate, but by their own hands. A story of war and devotion, vengeance and redemption, Assassin's Creed Valhalla: Blood and Oaths is a saga where love is both a weapon and a shield, and where two Viking women defy gods and kings to carve out their own legend.

Chased by SkyPieFanFictions

Assassin's Creed 3 FanFiction. ***NOT A 'X READER'*** "Victoria, this is dangerous. Are you sure we can do this?" "Connor, just stay behind me. We'll be fine." ---- I thought I was safe from the Templars. I was small and flexible, while they were old and slow. It was ideal. They might've had more experience than us, but that wasn't nearly enough for our speed and agility. I was wrong. They really did put up a fight, but none of them were as frightful as their leader - Haytham Kenway. He found me, and forced me to go to limits I never even thought I had. Limits you can only find though... certain means. Death, fighting... The problem is.... I don't know how far I'll go. **** Just beginning to reboot! All reboot chapters will be labeled as 'new.' [I do not own the Assassin's Creed universe. The only character I own is Cha'Kwania/Victoria.] [I do not own the current cover art. I am planning to create my own cover art since I do not know who the artist is.]

Heroine Sky by AnniePaul5

A girl keeps banging, demeaning to be set free and let go of, but she can't. She then felt someone. A boy trying to reach out to her making her to look up and saw him with his face blurry, so she can't see it. She reaches for his hand and the barrier zaps her, but the boy absorbs it making it to not hurt him as he looks to her and bangs on the barrier making cracks to show up which she bangs on and they got bigger and bigger. But an old man showed up and she saw him hurt the boy before she pulls him into the barrier and glares at the old man with tears in her eyes as two animals made a sound at him and destroyed the barrier. Will both the boy and the girl remain together? Or will someone try to separate them from each other? Gamervers crossover.

Assassin's Creed Valhalla: The Forgotten Love by Ckirch

In the year of 855, a celebration was taken place for peace and friendship. A young girl named Arnora Varinsdottir along with her older twin brother Eivor were given a task to give a ring to the king, once their task was completed the celebration would have continued but an unexpected attack from Kjotve and his warriors took everyone by surprise. Within the fight Arnora was separated from Eivor and her mother; within the battle she would have been cut down but Sigurd saved her in time so she could run away. But during her running she was caught within a fire in a building that collapsed on itself from the flames, giving her a burn that now covers her face on the left side while also being part blind in her left eye. With her being known as dead within her clan the Raven clan, she lived these past seventeen winters in another clan known as the Crow clan who worship the goddess of death known as Hel, after these years she wishes to return to the Raven clan to visit the people she thought were lost to her forever. What shall happen once she returns to her old clan? Will people remember her? Will her brother even believe that she is his sister? What will happen when she sees her childhood crush Sigurd? Will things turn for the worse because of her fate? Or will she find the happiness she longed to have for years? Come and find out in the book known as The Forgotten Love. P.S I do not own anything that belongs to Assassin's Creed Valhalla, I only own the character Arnora and that's it along with the different ideas I will be putting in the story. I hope you all enjoy!

The Queen of Hell by E____46

"I have many names, but my favourite...... is The Queen of Hell" The only female assassin in the world is a big title. The Queen of Hell is even bigger. But it's fair to say Raina deserves it and constantly lives up to it. In a job that is literally life or death, she has to make quick decisions or end up dead. How'd she get here? She's lived in the guild for as long as she can remember. Her father was a menace and she only got a chance to breathe when he was gone. But then he was gone forever. She grew up around the other assassins and many weapons. Killing was a careful art; she learnt that young. She'd known teasing all her life. Now at the age of 21, being one of, if not the, best assassins in the guild, everyone knows not to mess with her. Raina Stave only knows the way of the assassins. She knows to keep her emotions close; she only shows a short fused anger. Survival is the name of the game and only the strongest survive. Story inspired by @NykkyBee's 'The Assassin' series Cover by @A____46

Hit me with your best shot Alpha {COMPLETE} by lolita687

Ellie. Sarcastic. Ferocious. Independent. Strong. Stubborn. Volatile. She's the epitome of modern day girl. She's that dark haired beauty you see. She's not as gorgeous as others but still totally exoctic. He calls her his little spit fire. Adrian. Dark. Stong. Serious. Dominating. Headfast. Temperamental. He's the one who's been waiting for his mate since he was a child. Just not in all ways. He's the one with a godly figure that makes you go weak everywhere. She calls him the dictator. A single look. A single scent. That's all it took to take two lives and meld them together. According to the Moon goddess Ellie and Adrian are mates. Ellie isn't completely convinced that this stoic, possessive Alpha is meant for her considering all the walls she had built up are falling apart with every step he takes closer. Adrian has walls of his own that needs breaking down. -------------------------------- Suddenly the most delicious scent filled my nose. It was a mix of lemongrass and sage. It was a wonderful smell. I took another sniff of it. I took a long whiff of it. "Ellie?" Alan asked me worriedly. "Are you alright?" "Mhm just give me a 'sec." I followed the scent into the eyes of my mate. Adrian . Alpha of the Bloodmoon pack. Destroyer of my pack. HIGHEST: #257 IN Werewolf

"Echos of the North" An Assassin's Creed x Vikings crossover story by Chris9417

In a thrilling crossover between Assassin's Creed: Valhalla and Vikings, the legendary warrior Eivor Varinsdottir and the fearsome shieldmaiden Lagertha join forces with Ubbe and the other Viking warriors in a race against time to find a powerful artifact that could alter the very course of history. Hidden deep within a forgotten mountain ruin, the artifact is sought after by the Order of the Ancients, a shadowy group bent on controlling its unimaginable power. As the Vikings journey into treacherous lands, they uncover a mystery that ties their fate to the future of the world, all while battling ruthless enemies, both human and supernatural. Eivor, armed with her unmatched combat skills and a deep knowledge of the hidden world of the Assassins, must confront an unknown force that seeks to keep the artifact hidden. But as the artifact's dark power reveals itself, Eivor and her companions must question everything they know about their enemies, their allies, and the very nature of destiny. In a battle where time and history intertwine, Echoes of the North is a saga of blood, betrayal, and the enduring will to change the future, even when the past refuses to let go.

Sex And Writing|| 18+ [{Completed}] by mercifulmeh

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Claimed by the Viking

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.