viking funeral

In an age of blood, steel, and freezing spray, a Viking’s worth is measured by the swing of his axe. They are raiders. They are conquerors. They are the terror of the North. Ragnar, the eighteen-year-old bastard son of a starving chieftain, is none of these things. Just a month ago, he was a Senior Naval Architect in Seattle, designing high-efficiency cargo vessels. Now, he stands on a frozen fjord in 865 AD, facing a suicide mission to England that threatens to wipe out his village. Mocked for his refusal to raid and his obsession with "wizard words" like logistics and drag coefficients, Ragnar is dismissed as a coward. But they are all wrong. Where they see a longship, he sees a displacement curve waiting to be optimized. Where they see a storm, he sees wind energy waiting to be harnessed. They say his methods are madness. Soon, they will realize that while they are playing at war, he is engineering an empire. -------- Disclaimer: *Kingdom Building & Tech-Uplift: MC uses modern engineering to revolutionize the Viking Age. *Weak-to-Strong: Starts as a despised bastard, progresses to a wealthy tycoon/warlord. *High Detail: Detailed descriptions of ship-building and primitive industrialization.

Li Yidao transmigrated into a parallel world and became the owner of a funeral home. While browsing videos, he accidentally came across a seductive woman in yoga pants. Suddenly, a system prompt appeared in his mind. [Due to long-term fasting, the probability of sudden cardiac arrest and death is 99%!] Yang Lin quickly gave her a like and followed her and then advertised his funeral home. [No worries after death. Yidao will escort you all the way. We provide all-in-one services to ensure that your affairs are taken care of. Pre-booking can enjoy a 50% discount!] Netizens laughed and praised him for being good at doing business, but they didn't expect Li Yidao's prediction to come true. The next day, the seductive woman died of sudden cardiac arrest. People were all dumbfounded. After a few more such incidents, Li Yidao became famous on the Internet. Netizens begged him to spare their lives. One day, Li Yidao entered Zhou Shuyi's live room. While she was happily demonstrating how to swallow a goose egg, a notification appeared. "Li Yidao's Funeral Home just followed you!" Zhou Shuyi exclaimed, "Hey, dude, your ID is interesting!" "Shuyi, run! Li Yidao is coming!" "You are going to be killed by Li Yidao, Shuyi... no one can escape once he follows you." "Oh no, big mouth, I'm gonna miss you..." "Rest in peace, Shuyi..." From then on, everyone was terrified of Li Yidao. Anyone who was followed by him quietly wrote their wills...

"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.

"Ugh, why can't I just die in peace?!" Sugiyama Jo had a morbid plan: to join his family in death as soon as he graduates from high school. And now on his second year, this scheme of his is coming closer into becoming a reality. To him, pointless things such as youth and romance are but mere distractions that could potentially deviate him from his death. Which is why he abides by a strict code to never get involved in anything that will expose him to "a rose-filled youth". But it seems that fate had other plans. Due to the meddling of his guidance counselor, Jo now finds himself cascaded into a series of events that forces him into his "romantic comedy youth era". With his plan at risk of failing, Jo desperately tries to escape the clutches of youth.

Vincent Laurence never wanted Clara Bennett as his wife. But for five years, she stayed beside him anyway—loving him silently while he gave his heart to another woman. Until one tragedy destroys everything between them. The devoted wife who once waited for him every night begins to change, and for the first time, Vincent finds himself terrified of losing the woman he never truly noticed. Because sometimes… regret comes only after it is far too late

In a dark world ravaged by violence and cruelty, society as we know it has disappeared, giving way to merciless chaos. Primitive rules now dictate survival. At the heart of this disaster, a group of survivors try to find meaning in their existence, seeking hope amid the massacres. Their quest leads them to the discovery of an ancient prophecy that offers little hope of restoration. Between betrayals, fragile alliances and fierce battles, these broken souls fight for a future in a world where darkness seems to have taken total control. Guided by Merphis, the courageous leader of this small group of survivors, they navigate this chaotic and dark world with determination. Armed with their resilience and ingenuity, they fight against the evil forces around them, seeking temporary refuge and scarce resources to survive. Merphis, with her wisdom and leadership, inspires the group to resist in the face of the darkness that threatens to engulf them completely. Every day is a challenge, but they continue to move forward, finding fragile hope amidst the chaos, refusing to be overcome by darkness.

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

"They say a Phoenix cannot rise without a sacrifice of fire. I never knew that sacrifice would be the man I loved. When the Grand General’s blade descended, it wasn’t my heart it pierced—it was Li Wei’s. My Emperor, my husband, threw himself into the path of the executioner to hide the truth of my awakening. As he fell, he whispered a final command into the wind: 'Forget me and fly.' I was cast into the Cold Palace, a broken Empress meant to rot in the frost, unaware that my husband’s soul had already defied the Gates of Hell. While I sit in a cell of ice, piecing together my shattered Phoenix Core from the ashes of my grief, a new shadow is rising in the empire’s ranks. A commoner with the eyes of a king and a sword that remembers my name has begun his climb back to the throne. He died to save the Phoenix. He was reborn to burn the world that touched her. The funeral is over; the hunt has begun.