Iceland Stories

In a modern world where magic is commonplace, you have been admitted to a prestigious magic school. It seems too good to be true, and you pack your bags as soon as possible. When you arrive, you meet many new friends, however, there is one particular person that catches your interest more than the others. He's wrapped in mystery, but you're determined to figure him out. This Norwegian boy also seems to hold a dark secret.

Neglected. Tired. Sick. Confused. Everything you named negative was on his list. "I thought I completely lost hope... But then, I was wrong."

Nora Hayes has spent thirty-four years avoiding intimacy-until she meets Elise Morgan. Patient, fearless, and quietly certain of who she is, Elise gives Nora the space to discover a kind of love she never believed she could accept. For three years, they build a life in the shadows. Then Adrian Cole enters it. Adrian offers Nora everything Elise cannot: a marriage her family will celebrate, children, and a life that appears simple from the outside. But his devotion hides carefully constructed lies-and by the time Nora discovers the truth, Elise is gone. Five years later, Nora is a wife, a mother, and a woman haunted by the choice she allowed someone else to make for her. Then, on a windswept shore beneath the northern lights, she sees Elise again. Some loves deserve a second chance. Others return only to demand the truth.

This is a story how a teen struggles to live life to the fullest. Emil's had a hard past, but it becomes easier when he's not alone. The story takes place when he is only four years old, being to naive to understand what's going on. All of the parts that say, (number) years ago, are pretty much the intro. I just wanted to space everything out~ Each part will be really short in the beginning, but they will get longer later on. Disclaimer: I do NOT own hetalia nor the characters, they belong to Himaruya. This story, however, is mine.

When young college graduate Amelia Aragon goes back to working for the record company she used to work for, having a contract that still stands and having a family relationship with the owner, she finds she has a somewhat different position now. To manage the new formed boy group: The Nordic 5. I don't own hetalia, it's characters, or the cover art. I own only the plot

A kind of spin off of my DenNor fanfic so yas enjoy And btw this will be totally different from my previous fic so you don't have to read that first :3

Many things have changed since the transfer of power for the El Jefe cartel was completed. There were new jobs, new assignments, and little if any concerns. That is until the day that everyone she loved started to be targeted. Who was behind this? And why did the assassin look just like her? With a returning cast of characters from the break out novel Mrs. Wrong Last Name, prepare for a ride into political intrigue and mystery/thriller at it finest.

Josephane Prayne is just another pretty face. Something to be seen and then forgotten. But she has a secret, folded in the deepest parts of her. She's dying. Everyone dies, just not because of Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis. Lou Gharigg's Disease. She doesn't fit in with the rest of her people; but not because of her sickness. No, nobody knows about that, and Seph wants to keep it that way. But people judge Josephane because of her odd aura, and the 'strange' Icelandic accent sure isn't helping. So normal? Not an option.

"you don't understand do you my Nay ?" he close the distance between us his lips pressed against my ear "I know how you feel before you even look up" his grip tighten on my waist "I've memorized your silence like a damn religion and all I can smell now is how bad you want me and that is making me lost it" "they love the sound you play Nay my baby but I adore the silence you hide " when fate bring two broken souls together it either to heal each other or destroy each other more

A short narrative about relocating to Iceland. Prompted by strange sounds and eerie feelings in new living arrangements.

Come along with me on an adventure. Read along as I viciously attack Denmark. Witness much Yuri. Watch behind-the-scenes footage of "Dare the fem!Nordics". Randomness is coming right up.

Fuck my title skills, i made this listening to BLACKPINK Boombayah. Now be quiet. (Y/n) is a rebellious teenage girl that likes to mess around, skip classes, and sneak out at night. One day she meets a boy named Emil when he transfers to her school. At first glance she didn't think so much about it, until she starts to continuously see him again and again. Not just in school, but out at night and around your neighborhood. Then there's (y/n)'s ex-boyfriend Jason, who is trying to get her back. She's sick and tired of him, and once he finds out about Emil her life began to crumble.

What happens when two brothers fall in love with the same person? Who will win their love's heart? --- I'm bad at this. This is a NorPan vs IcePan fanfiction. Don't judge me! I think they're a good ship. Anyways since I'm not rich Hetalia and the characters belong to Hidekaz Himaruya. --- {Ships} NorPan IcePan Gerita {Not Really} Some HongPan {Hong Kong x Japan}

Giselle's a bright 16 year old girl who's always moving around from country to country with her dad, first it was England then to Australia then Iceland and everywhere you could imagine. But after tragedy strikes when her fathers travelling on a business trip flying from Iceland to Japan, Giselle is sent back to England to live with family friends and who knows who'll she'll meet there?

The more he thought about it, the more he realized he wouldn't mind kissing his friend.

I want you to learn about Oslo :)

"I love to capture Iceland's breath-taking landscapes, and my admiration for the ever-changing nature came as a natural thing since I grew up in northern and west Iceland." Said Halldór Kolbeins, while talking about his passion for capturing Iceland's natural beauty.

Previously only available direct from my website, this short story was inspired by the Icelandic volcanic eruptions of 2010, which disrupted European air travel for a while. The idea to use this event as the basis for a story came from my wife, Cathy. The blame for the rest of the strangeness lies solely with me.