viking tapestry

"You think you have me cornered?! What does it equate to if the ground beneath your feet isn't even yours!" The maddening cackle of a psychopath echoed, the sky itself turning into pure darkness. The sun snuffed out like a candle as a dark and eerie grin replaced it. Pitch white stars for eyes, a hazy devilish grin that covered the entire firmament as the world was drowned into a hell-scape in a second. As for the cause, it remained unfazed by it all, to it nothing more than a game as it lay waste to dimensions and realities alike.

"Pequeno coelho, pequeno coelho. O Lobo está FAMINTO!" A voz zombava de mim, seguida por uma risada maligna. "Corra, coelhinha. CORRA!" Um bramido monstruoso ecoou pelo céu noturno e invadiu minha alma como uma marretada. Pude sentir um arrepio percorrendo meu corpo e meu coração batendo forte no peito. Os ecos de uivos e risadas me seguiam por trás enquanto eu corria por minha vida. A vida de Elisabeth tinha sido mais difícil do que a da maioria desde criança - uma mãe distante e muitas vezes cruel e seu ciclo interminável de vício que tinha dominado sua vida. Mas naquela noite fatídica, algo muito mais sinistro estava à espreita na escuridão, pronto para afastá-la de tudo isso. Figuras enormes surgiram do nada, rosnando e provocando-a. Ela tentou gritar, mas nada saía; antes que percebesse, estava acordando em um mundo onde lobisomens Vikings governavam com misteriosas fadas ao seu lado. A cada cinco anos, eles viajavam para o reino humano, coletando dez garotas para sua corrida de acasalamento - e nesta noite, Elisabeth era uma delas. Com apenas um vestido branco e seus pés descalços, Elisabeth ficou ao lado das outras nove garotas enquanto as feras rondavam ao seu redor de forma ameaçadora. Uma adaga de prata perfurou o pulso de cada uma, sinalizando o início da caçada! "Honramos a deusa da lua; deixe seu sangue guiar seu companheiro até você!"

"Petit lapin, petit lapin. Le Loup a FAIM !" La voix me narguait, suivie d'un rire maléfique. "Cours, lapin. COURS !" Un rugissement monstrueux résonna dans le ciel nocturne et s'écrasa dans mon âme comme un coup de massue. Je pouvais sentir un frisson parcourir mon corps et mon cœur battre dans ma poitrine. Les échos de hurlements et de rires me suivaient tandis que je courais pour ma vie. La vie d'Elisabeth avait été plus difficile que la plupart depuis son enfance - une mère distante et souvent cruelle et son cycle sans fin de dépendance qui avait pris le contrôle de sa vie. Mais en cette nuit fatidique, quelque chose de bien plus sinistre se cachait dans l'obscurité, prêt à l'emmener loin de tout cela. Des silhouettes massives apparurent de nulle part, grognant et la narguant. Elle essaya de crier, mais rien ne sortait ; avant qu'elle ne s'en rende compte, elle se réveillait dans un monde où les Vikings loups-garous régnaient avec de mystérieuses fées à leurs côtés. Tous les cinq ans, ils voyageaient dans le royaume humain, collectant dix filles pour leur course aux compagnons - et ce soir, Elisabeth était l'une d'entre elles. Vêtue seulement d'une robe blanche et pieds nus, Elisabeth se tenait aux côtés des neuf autres filles tandis que les bêtes rôdaient autour d'elles de façon menaçante. Une dague d'argent perça chacun de leurs poignets, signalant le début de la chasse ! "Nous honorons la déesse de la lune ; que votre sang guide votre compagnon vers vous !"

Halfdan Magnusson, the man who raised the flag of the greatest viking nation in history. He was their greatest king to ever live and he was their idol.

"Tapestry of Lives" is a rich narrative that follows the interconnected lives of several characters from different walks of life. Set against the backdrop of a bustling city, the story weaves together themes of love, loss, redemption, and the pursuit of dreams. Through a series of intertwined vignettes, the characters navigate through their individual challenges and triumphs, ultimately discovering the profound ways in which their lives intersect and influence one another. As their stories unfold, you are drawn into a captivating tapestry of human experience, where each thread contributes to the intricate and beautiful fabric of life. ***** Bummi Pearl Ademoye’s life was never meant to be ordinary. At just thirteen, fate dealt her a cruel hand — a child she was too young to claim, forced to raise in silence while the world believed it was her sibling. Every step of her journey as a rising local journalist is shadowed by that secret, the cost of survival, and the whispers of a past that refuses to stay buried. But fate has a twisted sense of timing. Just as her career begins to take flight, Bummi collides with the last man she ever expected to see — Damian Ayomide. A ruthless multi-billionaire, a global business magnate, and the man unknowingly tied to the child she’s kept hidden all these years. The past she thought was buried threatens to unravel her present. The online stranger she had been drawn to turns out to be the same man fate once bound her to. Now, with her carefully guarded secret at risk, Bummi faces an impossible choice: reveal the truth and risk everything, or continue the lie and lose the man she never stopped craving. A story of secrets, power, and destiny, Tapestry of Lives is a breathtaking journey where love collides with betrayal, and the truth could set her free — or destroy them both.

In 898 AD she wasn’t just from another land. Wrecking a marriage is generally no problem for the divorce obtaining, Lady Malice Mallender. But she faces a dilemma when she’s asked to ruin her own. Just how businesslike should she remain when the marriage was never consummated and kissing her husband leads to Sin--a handsome Viking who wants her for a bed slave in name only? She came from another time. Viking raider Sin Gudrunsson wants one thing. To marry his childhood sweetheart. Only she’s left him before, so he needs to keep her on her toes, and a bed slave, in name only, seems just the thing. Until he meets Malice. One kiss is all it takes to flash between two worlds But when one kiss is no longer enough, which will it be?  Regency London? Or Viking Norway? Will Malice learn what governs the flashes? Can Sin? Where worlds collide can love melt the iciest heart

Walk through the story of Olaf Hadarsson and his rise

In a world ruled by strength, only the bold dare to chase the gods’ favor. Dikun, the son of a humble farmer, has always gazed beyond the fjords of Hrafnsfjord, longing for the freedom of the sea. When a ruthless Jarl offers him a chance to prove his worth, Dikun steps forward — not as a warrior, but as a man determined to carve his name into legend. With no wealth, no title, and no army, Dikun must fight for every scrap of respect. He learns the ways of the sword, the art of leadership, and the brutal truths of Viking warfare. From defending his village to leading daring raids across foreign shores, each victory brings him closer to his goal. But every triumph comes at a cost, and the blood spilled on his path threatens to consume him. Through fierce battles, hard-won alliances, and bitter rivalries, Dikun’s name begins to echo across the North. From a raider with a ragtag crew to an ambitious leader of men, his rise is unstoppable. Yet the gods are fickle, and not all who seek the throne survive to claim it. With the seas calling and the crown of the Vikings within reach, Dikun must face not only his enemies but the demons within. Will he become a tyrant, feared and hated? Or will he rise as a true king, uniting the clans under his banner? The saga of the farmer’s son has begun. The North will remember the name Dikun the Stormborn.

Fu Shinian, an extra character in the original book, awakens to find that her whole family are the vicious villains in the story. Her father, unable to establish relations with the Marquis Changping's residence, is demoted and exiled by the male lead. Her mother is beaten to death on the road to exile, and Aunt Cheng is humiliated to death protecting her chastity. Her elder brother opposes the male lead to win over the female lead and dies saving her. Her elder sister makes life difficult for the female lead, and after their father is exiled, she is divorced by the male lead and sent to a pleasure house. To protect her family and change their tragic fate, isn’t it fair for her to absorb all the male and female leads' fortunes? * [Ding! Male and female leads' fortune -1000, Fu Mansion's fortune +1000] Mr. Fu: "I attended the morning court session, why did His Majesty promote me again!" Madam Fu: "I went to the temple to offer incense, and the master said I was surrounded by a powerful purple aura!" Aunt Cheng: "How did the Cheng Family suddenly become the imperial merchants!" Elder Brother: "It seems like I suddenly have gained intelligence, I know all the exam questions!" Elder Sister: "How come right after I broke off the engagement, Little General Gu came to propose?" * The Marquis Changping can only live to 25, in two years the title will belong to the male lead? She frantically absorbs the fortunes of the male and female leads to boost the Marquis Changping's fortune! During the plague lockdown, Fu Shinian brings medicine and travels long distances into the city to safeguard his health. He understands the girl's intentions, but he only has two years left to live, how can he drag her down. However, why does his heart ache so much watching her with someone else? Finally, the Marquis Changping forces Fu Shinian into the corner of the study, lowering his head to seek her lips: "Niannian, I was wrong."

I wrote a book once. It was an unhinged fantasy born from my high-school brain, driven by loneliness and too many hormones. It was a world of beastmen, wild freedom, and the kind of romantic attention I could never get in real life. I poured every impossible desire into it: adventure, danger, and yes… a 'lot' of handsome partners. Before I knew it, I had a thousand chapters of pure escapism and pure thrill. Then on a college camping trip, I fell off a cliff. I expected to wake up in a hospital room but nope. I woke up on a soft field of grass, with air too fresh to belong anywhere on Earth. And then something moved behind me. Sticking out of my tailbone was... A tail. My tail? Yellow and black stripes and very, very real. I touched it. Completely real. My ears? Also gone—well, moved. They were now perched on top of my head like a confused jungle cat. And the outfit? Quite revealing, made of animal hide which matched my tail. What was going on? At first, I thought it was a prank. Or a dream. Or maybe karma is finally cashing in. But the more foreign memories evaded my mind, the clearer my situation became. This wasn't cosplay and it wasn't Earth, either. And—surprise—it wasn't even the world from my own book. Welp. I had been transported into a completely different Beastman world as a beast girl called Arinya. Sounds fun, right? Well… it would be, if I weren't apparently the ugliest duckling in the entire freaking savannah! Rejected by every potential mate I stumbled across and sneered at like a freaking eyesore. This was not how I planned my fantasy to come to reality. Trust me—if this is my fantasy come true, then someone needs to fire the author. But then again, after entering this world, I'm suddenly... Attractive. I mean, there's no change to my face and the freckles are still there, but for some reason, handsome beastmen begin to flock around me, because I smell... Pleasant. What's that all about?