Romance About Vikings Novels & Stories

Paige questioned, "Why aren’t you saying anything? Is it because the woman who admired you is now with someone else, and you're feeling uneasy? Isn't that how it's portrayed in TV dramas? When a woman pursues you relentlessly, you find it annoying. When she finally turns to someone else, you feel uncomfortable. "In reality, you've long grown accustomed to her pursuit, unwittingly falling in love with her. It's just that you never realize your feelings until she's gone. This is a classic case of not appreciating what you have until it's lost." "This is why it’s best you avoid those cheesy romance dramas," Chris casually remarked. "They lack substance and only lead to overthinking. Whatnots wi

There’s no reason for me to be here at this moment; none that I think will help at all. She’s brought me to the moment I claimed Ilya as my mate; twenty-one years old, in love, and stupid. Ilya rolls onto his back next to twenty-one-year-old me, out of breath and wearing a grin as if he’s won the biggest prize. He curls up next to me and lays his head on my chest before looking up into my face. “I can’t believe you’re mine,” he says and kisses my chest. “I love you, Viktor.” Younger Viktor touches his cheek and kisses Ilya’s hair. “I love you too,” he says with a sigh. “Not a lot of people were happy about this.”

Penelope asked and the woman bobbed her head again. “It started a long time ago when your great-great-grandfather was in love with a werewolf girl, Liam. They were not mates, but lovers. It was a time when werewolves and Lycans lived together in peace. Their love bloomed so greatly that everybody was jealous of how beautiful their love was and they all took them as their role models. They wanted to get married and live happily together but everything changed when the werewolf girl found her mate, as destined by the Moon Goddess."

"We are here because our daughter really wanted to meet you. She had seen you occasionally at the vampire ball ceremony but didn't have the chance to talk or...." "So?" I cut in again. He became uneasy, and his daughter was already making that sad face, but who cares. "We discussed with your parents about a family bond. We are the rulers of the Draken clan of the vampire kingdom, clearly the greatest clan after this clan. My daughter has just one wish, and that's to get close to you and be your friend and.. you know... lover. She really loves you, and I can see you both would really match, and our family can bond to become undefeatable and greatest." He explained, saying every word with so m

When the bodies were found, they were unrecognizable, torn apart and covered in wounds. He then lied to the public, claiming the villa had been unoccupied and that Darcy had snuck in after their breakup, just like how she had falsely accused me of sneaking into the villa to seduce him. The internet went wild with rumors that she had gone crazy after failing as a mistress. She had even moved into the villa without permission, treating herself as the lady of the house. With no food inside, she chose to starve rather than leave, still obsessed with marrying into a wealthy family.

"What do you know? You know nothing at all! You're just a shameless thief who's fortunate enough to marry Darren. You don't understand anything at all!" Karen glared at her with resentful, bloodshot eyes. She hollered, "You have no idea how much I like Darren! Since the age of eight, my dream was to become his bride! I've liked him for 13 years. I knew him first! It's all your fault. You stole Darren away from me!" She loathed Hannah. She took advantage of the opportunity and wedded Darren instead, stealing his love away from her. Moreover, she was acting all high and mighty. She always carried that sense of indifference and looked down on her pursuit of love.

Viktor looked at Nyra. “You still choose difficult company.” “Still breathing too confidently,” she replied. He laughed softly. “Straight to hostility. I missed that.” Sebastian took one step forward. “Why here?” Viktor’s expression shifted. “Because places like this remind people what they pretend to believe in.” His gaze sharpened. “And because grief sounds louder in abandoned rooms.” Sebastian’s hand tightened. “You brought my wife into this twice now.” “I brought memory. You supplied pain.” Nyra saw it happen before Sebastian moved—the precise second restraint broke.

VIDA The wedding was over including the reception,I had a long day.The drive from the reception to whatever house was boring.I and Kingston did not talk to each other and it was great.I feel like giving him a slap for kissing me passionately at the church.We got to a house or a mansion.It was painted with purple and it was beautiful.More beautiful than my home.The purple reminded me of Kingston's love for purple and it made me stare at him.Why did he have to hurt me.He destroyed us .He destroyed me..

Intro: The Viking Bride tells the story of Brynja, a fiercely independent woman, and Ulfrik, a brutal yet enigmatic Viking chieftain. After her village is raided, Brynja is taken as Ulfrik's captive and declared his bride, her life irrevocably changed by the warlord's claim.

“I really – I loved it all, Viking. I’ve never been so relaxed in bed with anyone. I feel like… like every single thing that happened here today was something that I chose. Something that I’d choose again.” “Yeah?” “Yes.” Viking nodded, accepting that answer, knowing that it was the truth. “Me too, Iris. I’d choose it all again. In a goddamn heartbeat.” “When?” she said. “When what?” “When will you choose it again?” “Argh,” he groaned. “Jesus Christ, woman. Gimme a minute to recover. You damn near blew my head off.” “Which one?” she asked with that sassy little grin that he adored.