A Fate Inked In Blood Novel by Danielle L Jensen

Filed to story: A Fate Inked In Blood Free “Tell me,” Snorri roared, “will you scurry back to those whose fate is already decided, or will you stand in the shield wall with the one favored by the gods? Choose!” Destroy our enemy or protect our home. I squeezed my hands into fists because the…

Filed to story: A Fate Inked In Blood Free “Looking for you. And spying.” Then I blurted out, “Ylva is working with Harald.” He went still. “What are you talking about?” “I overheard them speaking in the Hall of the Gods,” I hissed. “She’s conspiring with him to kill you so Snorri will have to…

Filed to story: A Fate Inked In Blood Free It’s just lust, I snarled at myself. Deal with it and then go to sleep. Dropping the curtain, I rolled onto my back and reached under the furs, drawing up the skirt of my dress. I slipped a hand inside my undergarments, no part of me…

Filed to story: A Fate Inked In Blood Free What if everyone was dead? “They aren’t,” I whispered at my terror. “No one would dare kill them within the confines of Fjalltindr. It’s forbidden.” I took a step down a path, then light from the Hall of the Gods caught my eye. Dozens of brilliant…

Filed to story: A Fate Inked In Blood Free “I’d say that it must be pleasing to have found the shield maiden of your prophecy, yet the rumor is that she has cost you far more than she’s earned,” the king said. “Halsar attacked, men lost to Gnut, more lost along the way to Fjalltindr….

Filed to story: A Fate Inked In Blood Free Anger flamed to life in my chest, but I bit my lip and kept silent. “It was either do nothing or commit murder on the grounds of Fjalltindr,” Bjorn answered. “Be glad I checked my violence, Father.” Snorri snorted, seemingly unconvinced. “Act like the weapon you…

Filed to story: A Fate Inked In Blood Free As though they’d been waiting for our arrival, the drums increased their intensity, and the gothar appeared carrying bowls of liquid, offering mouthfuls to every individual they passed. One approached our group, but the warriors all shook their heads, declining the offering. “You will drink,” Ylva…

Filed to story: A Fate Inked In Blood Free I couldn’t move. Couldn’t tear my eyes from the circling birds. Omens. Signs the gods watched, and I found myself uncertain whether this was an offering they wanted. But the specter had said that if I did not do this, my life would be forfeit. Lightning…

Filed to story: A Fate Inked In Blood Free The unearthly voices repeated in my head, and I shivered, rolling so that I was looking at the curtain. Through it, I could make out the shadows of the three. “Now is the time to form alliances,” Snorri said. “Now, with the appearance of the gods…

Filed to story: A Fate Inked In Blood Free I ignored the thought and glanced up at Bjorn, who led the way. My chest tightened as I drank in his broad shoulders and tapered waist, his sleeves pushed up to just beneath the sleeves of his mail shirt to bare the thick muscles of his…