A Fate Inked In Blood Novel by Danielle L Jensen

Filed to story: A Fate Inked In Blood Free “Then it is settled,” Bjorn said. “If you hurry, you’ll be able to reach my father’s warrior and the horses before they leave. Else you have a long walk ahead of you.” Steinunn crossed her arms, meeting his stare. “You cross Snorri at every turn, Bjorn….

Filed to story: A Fate Inked In Blood Free “It would seem that-” Bjorn cut off as the air stirred. Hot mist swirled around my face as though the mountain had taken a deep breath. As though the mountain had…awakened. “Fuck,” Bjorn whispered. I squeezed through the tight spot to where he stood. Only to…

Filed to story: A Fate Inked In Blood Free I tried to cut at the creature with my sword, but the draug only let out a breathy laugh, stink rolling over me. No weapon forged by mortal hands can harm them. Bjorn’s warning filled my ears, but I couldn’t move my shield to strike without…

Filed to story: A Fate Inked In Blood Free Spotting a pile of treasure, he kicked the lot of it, sending it scattering over the tunnel floor. “Come out and fight like your balls didn’t rot off decades ago!” The mountain exhaled, and then in the distance, the drumming renewed. Loud thundering beats that made…

Filed to story: A Fate Inked In Blood Free Steinunn stiffened, then wiped her palms on her skirt. “There is little to tell. I was born in a small fishing village on the coast. When I turned fourteen, our jarl took me into service, though it was short-lived, for another jarl soon learned of my…

Filed to story: A Fate Inked In Blood Free The axe ricocheted off my pot, smashing through tree branches and up into the sky before winking out. Ylva gasped loudly, but Bjorn only laughed, his eyes bright as he reached out to touch the glowing pot. “Careful!” I tensed, afraid that the magic would shatter…

Filed to story: A Fate Inked In Blood Free I took a step back, intending to seek out Bjorn, but immediately regretted moving when Ylva looked at me with a scowl, as though all this were my doing. Reaching into the pouch on her belt, she extracted a jar and tossed it at me. “Liv…

Filed to story: A Fate Inked In Blood Free One of the thralls darted ahead of them, screaming as she tried to get away. Before she made it two steps, a man sliced at her back. She fell, dead before she hit the ground, and the warrior’s eyes fixed on me. My instincts took over….

Filed to story: A Fate Inked In Blood Free If I didn’t make it to Fjalltindr, it meant I was dead, so turning back wasn’t an option. But that didn’t mean I’d survive pressing forward. Perhaps not even the gods knew for certain. “There’s another path,” Snorri said, finally breaking the silence. “You and Freya…

Filed to story: A Fate Inked In Blood Free He turned on his heel and retreated back up the dock a few paces before flopping down on his arse. Then he rolled up his shirt, using it as a cushion as he lay on his back and closed his eyes, seemingly intent on sunning himself…