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The Viking's Mate Hunt The cave and hope
That is just what I did; I crawled as if my life depended on it; for all I knew, that is just what it did. I can’t remember feeling this out of touch or control over myself while obviously being just that. I crawled into the darkness; sharp rocks scraped up my knees, palms, and legs, but I ignored it. I kept my head and eyes focused straight forward, looking at nothing. Jacob`s howls of amusement echoed around me, together with his laughter. He pretended to bark like a dog and growl, and every sound taunted me as I dragged myself through the darkness. At one point, the pain I felt was the bleeding wound on my exposed limbs. It stung, burned, and plain out hurt. This shook me back to reality. A little puzzled, I slowly got myself up, used the wet and cold walls to get to my feet, and just stood there listening to the creepy sound filling the dark void around me, together with my loud and heavy breathing. My pulse throbbed in my ears like rushing water, desperately working to close al
The Viking's Mate Hunt Maya´s true form
Maya`s POV. Anger and despair. It was the first thing I clung to, expected to feel, and be overwhelmed by. But instead, rage. Pure and overpowering rage. It spread in my body like warmth, exploding in my veins and filling every inch of my trembling body. My eyes were glued to the falling figures, and before I knew it, I lit up. I mean, I was freaking lit up! I have no idea or clue how it all happened, but all of a sudden, I stood there. Legs far apart, staring into the green field. Images flashed through my mind, bright light and the feeling of rage blinking in between, and I think I flew! I mean, actually flew through the air, like a bird without feathers and wings. The dragon landed hard, and I could still feel the heavy weight throbbing up my feet after we landed, but no pain or fractures. The massive beast was still breathing; his chest rose and fell again, but blood also kept pooling up beneath him. While looking at him, waiting, I realized I knew who I was now. I recognized th
The Viking's Mate Hunt Cursed Jewelry
It became much more complicated than I had thought! That little hole Eir had peeked up through was just that, little! Now, I paced back and forth, unable to stay calm or even let my frustration lay thick on my skin. My hair was filled with dirt and gravel after I stupidly dived after her and got stuck. It was too dark to see much down there, but I saw the tower of rocks belove, and I heard the raucous further down into the darkness. Now, I just watched three wolves tearing the ground to pieces, digging the opening wider. But it was easier said than done; not even werewolves have the ability to scoop solid rock and mountain foundations out like dirt. The group had split up. We waited here while some brave souls tried to force the opening in the mountain bigger, and the rest searched for the cave-like room entrance. From the brief look I got, I recognized the ring around her neck. A piece of cursed silver I thought I would never see again. With a deep sigh, I sat down and watched as I
The Viking's Mate Hunt Hated twins of Álfheimr
Eir´s POV. Drifta had refused to resurface for so long, kept away, and refused to help me, but this was her breaking point. Not that I didn’t understand her rage, sorrow, and hatred, but now her power surged through me, demanding space and forcing me back. The sensation felt incredibly good; I felt stronger and no longer alone, but at the same time, the twin’s smile made my skin crawl. “What? Did you expect us to let her live? She died the moment you crawled around the corner!” They both laughed. Standing side by side butt naked but without a trace of shame. They were strutting their pathetic meat snakes and muscles while relishing in the fact that they let Lydia die. Not only that, my father, before they had their warriors, locked the children’s safehouse and lit it up, allowing them to burn alive. Drifta boiled inside of me, every single drop of blood rushing through my body heated and itching beneath my skin. My eyes shifted, and my teeth started to tingle, pushing, and my nails
The Viking's Mate Hunt wake up!
*Mumbling* Goddess me, what an annoying sound! *Louder mumbling* A voice, a familiar voice at that. Do I really know people with such an annoying voice? “WAKE UP!” The shouting cut straight through the fog and mumbled and yanked me out, leaving me confused and annoyed at the same time. My eyes were soar and dry, making me blink several times before managing to make sense of the scenery around me. Still, it was so dark, and it all felt so strange. Surreal. The air was neither cold nor warm; it just kind of was there—no wind, but no wind still. No fresh air, no dense old air, heck, I'm not even sure there is air here. However, I am still breathing, not struggling. I feel no pain, no relief, just an immense void inside of me. “You took your time! Hello? Do you hear me? “ His voice was too loud, too close, and sounded so irritated and impatient that it rubbed off on me. Blinking desperately now, I tried to see him, remember him, but my head worked so slowly. Damned, did I drink last
The Viking's Mate Hunt Lost whispers of hell
“Anja? How the hell can you call that thing something so casual?!”“Because that is, or it was her name at the beginning.”We had finally stopped, sitting down in the pitch-black depths of the cave. The cold stones bit my back as I leaned against the cave's walls, pressing my knees up against my chest.“All lost souls, detached or roaming spirits, end up here. When she did, she was a woman like you. I am not sure what she was, but the legend says she was a shifter, but there are many stories about what kind. However, they said she was a greedy woman, sly and conning, and that she would use any means necessary to get what she wanted or felt she deserved. Nobody knows how she obtained the fallen dragon, but somehow, she did, but she did not anticipate the cost of her greed. There is nobody she can complain to, nobody that can change her faith, so as the years passed, her spirit became part of the skeleton. Together, they are now one; together, they collect all lost or wandering spirits a
The Viking's Mate Hunt Please see me!
Oh, goddess, was I wrong! I wanted to run and leave this incredible, horrifying darkness so many times, but Hades held me back. Took my hand and led me forward or held me back; eventually, we slowly walked down the narrow, black stone tunnel, filling my head with whispers. Stories about how they died, their last memories, their lust for revenge and despair. All through the hall, desperate cries of a baby echoed all around us. It was horrible, full of pain and fear, and despite not being used to babies, all I wanted was to pick up this poor soul and comfort them. But just walking there, not doing anything, made my heart shatter, my chest ached, and tears streamed down my face while walking silently.I clinging to Hades’ hand like it was the only lifeline I had, and I am not sure I will ever be able to forget this. I don’t know if I will ever stop hearing the poor baby crying in utter desperation. I can’t explain this feeling, cannot explain how this sound haunted me, pained me, and tore
The Viking's Mate Hunt Dragonfire
Maya´s Pov.“WHAT DID YOU DO!?”The beast split into two men, both running straight for me, screaming. I could see the hatred, the evil, and their accusation pierced my skin. But I couldn’t react to them, could acknowledge their presence. All I saw was her, her white wolf, lying lifeless on the cold and dirty ground. Fur drenched in blood burned patches from my sword up her front leg where it had hit the bracelet.Shouting and cussing, words meant to hurt, bounced off the walls all around me. Tew and Arcane stopped them, curling them to the ground with no mercy or gentle touch. But I could feel even their eyes on me. The doubt, the shock, and the accusation they so desperately tried to hide. My sword fell to the ground, and the clang of metal against stones echoed down the darkness, over and over until the sound died out.“I didn’t kill her, I didn’t kill her…. I DIDN’T KILL HER!”A whisper I had no control over, a chant meant to convince myself. It didn’t work, and I didn’t hear mysel
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