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The Son Of Ragnar

One must see through the deceit of one's very own truth. Do you believe in the Old Gods? This story follows the life of a young African boy, who was ripped from the life he had known and thrown into an unforgiving one where a single mistake could cost him everything. Being branded a "thrall", he was to be sold but an unforeseen event swept him ashore in the heart of the Norsemen, the Vikings. What fate has the Gods chosen for this child? is it one of salvation or one of destruction? COVER IS OWNED BY ME!

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Lust Collide [R18+]

Things were contained in Kattegat but Ulrik was surprised by the night before because she seemed so opposed to sex or anything physical but she let his hands wander.

He did not have sex with her but he did touch her until she had an orgasm.

But something felt strange, she submitted far too easily considering she had just met him making him curious about the type of girl she was and why exactly she helped Lagertha.

Things were not adding up in his head but Ulrik was not known for his smarts so all this could just be in his head.

Laying in bed with Garda in his arms, he knew now was not the time to play house but he could not shake the feeling that the woman in his arms was not just some average woman.

"A-Are you okay?" Garda hesitantly asked and this snapped Ulrik back to reality.

"My fucking arm is going dead," Ulrik responded and she jumped up to allow the blood to flow into his arm. This reaction made Ulrik chuckle because he was messing with her.