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sanctify

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838 AD Varr is a heathen. A pagan from foreign shores that I do not trust. I traded one ruler for another. For one that threatens to shatter what I know and what I try to hide. I fear I cannot survive this... survive him. Cwen is a farmer. A Christian girl that my gods favor. I do not question them when I spare her, but I fear there is something lurking within her... something that will change me. Note: Story contains strong language and sexual content. In keeping with the day and age, there are themes of rape and slavery. In no way do I condone these actions. There is nothing romantic about either of those situations.
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This was their world, The three of them had a place where loyalty wavered like the edge of a blade and love was as ruthless as the gods who wove their fates. Ivar stood, his piercing gaze cold as ice, a twisted mix of brilliance and cruelty born from his unyielding ambition. Hilda's eyes found his, unwavering as if she could see past the storm of fury to the man buried beneath. He was her chaos-wild, consuming, and destructive, but she was his equal. The fire to his frost, her wrath burned just as fiercely, a force that could either ignite the heavens or bring them both to ruin. Hvitserk lingered in her mind, a stark contrast to his brother's unrelenting darkness. His touch was a fleeting reprieve, a warmth that reminded her of freedom, laughter, and everything she could have been without the weight of Ivar's possessive love. But could Hvitserk's light be enough for Hilda to escape the shadow of the one who claimed her soul? In a world carved by swords and soaked in blood, their love was no salvation-it was a weapon. Sharp, devastating, and bound to leave scars that would never fade. But who will she choose, Hvitserk? the wise and caring boy how longed for her touch or Ivar?The one whos storms merged with hers? I do not own the Vikings franchise Hilda is my character CAUTION This book is heavily based on the events of "Vikings" (found on Netflix)which includes graphic violence, sex both consensual and nonconsensual , drinking, drugs, suicide and brutality

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