Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 37501 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 188(@200wpm)___ 150(@250wpm)___ 125(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37501 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 188(@200wpm)___ 150(@250wpm)___ 125(@300wpm)
Stephan
For years, I’ve walked among the Fae, drawn into their war for reasons beyond my understanding. Until she arrives.
The moment I set eyes on Kara, I know she’s the reason I was brought here. But a Valkyrie can’t bond with a human. At least, not with one still breathing.
It happens anyway.
She’s afraid to give me her heart, terrified she’ll lose me like she has so much else. I vow it won’t happen.
But fate demands sacrifice, and destiny requires the impossible.
We’re more than that, though. And nothing will stand between this human and his mate. Where she goes, I go. That’s my vow. I intend to keep it. Even into death.
Kara
I’ve been an outcast my whole life—the weird girl who preferred animals to humans. Nothing has ever felt like home until Valhalla. Until him.
Everywhere I go, Stephan is there, quietly following in my wake. He guards me as if it’s his only mission in life. But that’s not what I want. I want to rattle this warrior. And I want to rule him.
But I didn’t mean to fall for a man I can’t keep.
It happens anyway.
Now, fate hangs in the balance, and I’m terrified that my real destiny is to lose the one thing that matters most: the other half of my soul.
I can’t do it. I won’t let him go. Even if it means sacrificing everything we’ve worked to protect, I won’t let him die.
The Valkyries are gone, and Valhalla lies in ruin. Now, it’s up to the Fae warriors left behind to save the human daughters of the women they were sworn to protect. As each comes into her power, setting an ancient prophecy into motion, Fae and Valkyrie offspring alike will be tested in ways they never imagined. Can the bonds forged between these fierce warriors and the Valkyrie who call their souls save the Light, or will Dark fall over the nine realms forever?
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This book includes some words in Old Norse, Swedish, Norwegian, and Icelandic, the languages of the Nothern people whose beliefs, myths, and stories are woven throughout this series. Some of the those commonly used throughout the series can be found below.
ja - Yes/Yeah
nei – no
lyststål – lightsword
Magn – Source of Fae power. Literally, power or force.
ímun-laukr – sword
seiðr - visionary magic
Álfheimr – home of the Fae
helvete - hell
skíta - shit
faen - fuck
níðingr – insult meaning cowardly, dishonorable person
eselballer – donkey balls
saurigr skítkarl – dirty bastard
ek elska þik – I love you
ást-meer - sweetheart
hjartað mitt - my heart
solsken - sunshine
ljós – light
elskan-ljós - Beloved light
bittesmå ljós - tiny light
lyseste ljós – brightest
ljúfr - beloved
hermaðr - warrior
formaðr - king/leader
konung-ligr - royal
konunga-kyn - royal kin
helveteshundar- hellhounds
varulv – werewolf/wolf
Alt du gjør er gjort i kjærlighet – Everything you do, you do in love.
Du er i min verden – You are my world.
Hundre riker ville være for få til å inneholde min kjærlighet til deg – A hundred kingdoms aren't enough to contain my love for you.
Ég fer þangað sem þú ferð – I go where you go.
Prophecy of the Valkyrie
"In a realm of shadows, five shall emerge, each carrying the sacred gifts bestowed by their foremothers. As they step into the light, the echoes of time will guide their way, revealing what once was lost. The Exiled, weary and burdened, shall embark on a perilous quest to restore honor for the Halls. Yet, a cautionary whisper resonates: tread carefully in the presence of the Forsaken. If the sisters falter, a torrent of great evil will engulf the realms, casting them into an eternal night."
-Prophecy of the Valkyrie
About the Book
When destiny demands a sacrifice, this Valkyrie and her mate will defy the Gods themselves to stay in each other's arms.
Stephan
For years, I've walked among the Fae, drawn into their war for reasons beyond my understanding. Until she arrives.
The moment I set eyes on Kara, I know she's the reason I was brought here. But a Valkyrie can't bond with a human. At least, not with one still breathing.
It happens anyway.
She's afraid to give me her heart, terrified she'll lose me like she has so much else. I vow it won't happen.
But fate demands sacrifice, and destiny requires the impossible.
We're more than that, though. And nothing will stand between this human and his mate. Where she goes, I go. That's my vow. I intend to keep it. Even into death.
Kara
I've been an outcast my whole life—the weird girl who preferred animals to humans. Nothing has ever felt like home until Valhalla. Until him.
Everywhere I go, Stephan is there, quietly following in my wake. He guards me as if it's his only mission in life. But that's not what I want. I want to rattle this warrior. And I want to rule him.
But I didn't mean to fall for a man I can't keep.
It happens anyway.
Now, fate hangs in the balance, and I'm terrified that my real destiny is to lose the one thing that matters most: the other half of my soul.
I can't do it. I won't let him go. Even if it means sacrificing everything we've worked to protect, I won't let him die.
Chapter One
Kara
Asoft wind blows around me, sending the fresh scent of wild poppies swirling through the air as I approach the shimmering surface of the Bifröst, curious about the secrets it holds. The six Fae warriors guarding it step aside, allowing me to walk right up to the reflective surface.
"Be careful, Valkyrie," Rhistel says, his voice gruff as he glances at me and then quickly away, his back ramrod straight. "The Portal has been restless today."
"Restless?" I cock my head to the side, eyeing the ancient Fae warrior. "How so?"
"Flickering." He nods at it. "It used to do that sometimes."
I narrow my eyes on the Portal, but it looks the same as always to me. I turn back to Rhistel, frowning. "Was there any pattern to when it flickered? Back then, I mean?"
"Ja." His lips compress as the warriors beside him stir restlessly, looking anywhere but at me. "Anytime the Valkyrie were emotional, the Portal sensed it."
"Emotional?" I arch a brow at him.
This time, the unflappable warrior stirs just like the men he leads. "Ah, when they felt things strongly, Valkyrie." He grimaces, an apology in his Fae-bright eyes. "I meant no offense."
I grunt instead of responding, almost positive he meant exactly what he said the first time. Emotional. Ugh.
I'm not emotional, and neither are my sisters. But if anyone has a right to be, don't we? We've been hunted down like rabbits for months by the Forsaken, our families picked off, our worlds shattered to pieces. We've been thrust into the middle of an ancient battle, told we're supposed to save all of creation…and given no real insight into how to do it.