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!
The Dead Back To Life? [R18+]
Herfjötur was surprised he was still as hard as a rock, but not only that, his demeanor changed the moment he let out that first shot.
"You…" He muttered under his breath. Herfjötur raised a brow because she could see his dick throbbing like crazy; he must still be sensitive, considering he just came.
Herfjötur yawned, but the moment she yawned, he jammed his dick right into her mouth, and the look of shock on her face conveyed her surprise perfectly.
Bergdis giggled, this was precisely what she was waiting for, and she wanted to see how Herfjötur responded. Herfjötur knew they were having a moment, and he might have gotten carried away, but this was a bit sudden.