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What Kind Of Vikings Are These?

Gone were the days when Dean Andler spent his nights studying in the Harvard Library, trying to boost his GPA. Now, he was free to do whatever he wanted, and life felt far more exciting this way. It had been five years since he dropped out of Harvard to chase novelty. Dean had always been a bright young man, a quick learner, but for some reason, he made the decision to abandon his academic path and live for himself. A foolish idea, they said. He was wasting his future—and his potential. Yet, something about being a daredevil, about embracing extreme stunts, never failed to capture his attention from the moment he first discovered it. Dean admits he had lived more in those five years of risking his life than in his previous 20. But all good things must come to an end. And an absolute end, at that. Dean Andler died on his 25th birthday, after jumping from an aircraft when his parachute failed to deploy. A pitiful end. However, it was also a new beginning. Dean finds himself transmigrated to ancient times, during the Viking Age. Here, Vikings exist in all their brutish and fierce glory, just as the history books described. Yet these Vikings are different—far beyond anything history had recorded. They possess superhuman strength, the ability to control the elements, and command the weather itself. Even the world is not what it should be: gigantic sea creatures and malevolent water spirits roam freely. The famed *Einherjar* of Valhalla are real, as are the various gods and their inheritances. As absurd as it all seems to someone from the 21st century, these phenomena are everyday realities for the stone-cold Vikings. Which leaves Dean asking himself: What kind of Vikings are these?
Ozen_Ice · 1.7K Views

Cooper Black

Picture this: a bunch of American outlaws, the kind who lent money to fellow criminals with a "robbery loan" interest rate, decide they want their cash back. But hold on to your spurs, because just as they're gearing up for a wild ride, they get a call from an anti-criminal organization. Yeah, you heard that right — these outlaws now have a side hustle working for the good guys! So, as they're mulling over whether to return the borrowed money or embark on a career change, boom! Foreign troops crash the American party like they're searching for the world's best hot dogs. Now, our reckless outlaws, the true connoisseurs of chaos, find themselves with a new mission: bring peace back to the land of the free. Enter Cooper Black, the modern American cowboy with a penchant for crashing criminal parties. He's not your typical cowboy; he's more likely to ride a motorcycle than a horse, and his arsenal of six-shooters has been upgraded to automatic assault rifles. Cooper spends his days attacking big mafia leaders, terrorists, and any troublemakers who dare disturb his afternoon nap. But wait, there's more! In between taking down bad guys, Cooper has hobbies that would make even the most seasoned daredevils raise an eyebrow. You can certainly expect this vigilante cowboy to be meticulously crafting miniature cactus gardens and hosting tea parties for his action figures, at home. Will Cooper and his ragtag gang of outlaws manage to reclaim their cash, complete the anti-criminal organization's missions, and kick those foreign troops out of the good ol' U.S. of A? Grab your popcorn and saddle up, partner—it's time for a rootin' tootin' adventure with Cooper Black, the cowboy who's wilder than a rodeo bull on roller skates!
Distil · 20.5K Views

Cahill

I could hear the din from the bar as I exited my SUV and I was still almost a block away. What a shame! I knew from long experience that would change as soon as my foot crossed the threshold. I tend to have that effect on people. I’m six feet six inches tall and I weigh an even 250 pounds—all of it broad shouldered muscle. My Body Mass Index at my last physical was less than four percent. My light brown hair is styled exactly the way it’s been for the past fifteen years—ever since I first joined the Navy. Sure enough, no sooner had I taken my first step into the bar than the noise died. When I turned left and stepped up to the bar the people there couldn’t back away fast enough. I took a stool in the middle of the empty space and sat down, waiting for the bartender to approach. “I’m not looking for any trouble.” “Good…neither am I. Give me a ginger ale.” He reached under the bar for a glass and some ice. Twenty seconds later he slid the glass in my direction. I pulled a fiver from my pocket and dropped it on the bar. He ignored it and walked away to draw a few beers and pour some wine. It looked to me like this was a pretty cheap crowd. Checking up and down the bar all I could see were longnecks and drafts. I reached into the lower left pocket of my cargo pants. Like almost everything else I was wearing they were a true deep navy blue. My heavy shoes were black as was my wide belt. My belt said as much about me as the bold white lettering across my chest. Just below the American flag over my heart were the letters that were my life—U. S. MARSHAL. On my right hip was my nickel plated .44 Magnum Colt Python, just behind two speed loaders in addition to the twenty-four rounds on the belt. On my left hip was my ASP Talon baton—every bit as deadly a weapon in my hands as the revolver. A pouch at the back of my right hip held my stainless steel handcuffs and its partner on the opposite side held my radio—my link to my backup team. I placed the photo flat on the bar as the bartender returned to me. “I’ll have another,” I said in a loud voice, continuing so I wouldn’t be overheard. “Don’t pick it up and don’t make a production of looking at it. I’ve been told that he comes here a lot. Is he here tonight? If he is and he escapes because you’ve given me away I’ll see to it that you’re arrested for obstruction of justice.” He gulped a few times but did as he was told, nodding slightly in response. I continued almost at a whisper. “If my nose is pointing to twelve o’clock, my right ear to three, the back of my head to six, and my left ear to nine, tell me where he is. Again, don’t point or do anything obvious and we’ll be fine.” He pretended to wipe the bar as he whispered, “About 4:30 with his back to you.” I picked up the reflection in the mirror then asked, “Red shirt with black and white stripes, looking away from me?” He nodded again. Now, in my normal tone of voice I asked, “Where’s the men’s room?”
Fredrick_Udele · 15.7K Views

A Fortunate Meeting

"You declared that you don't have time for girls but your diary says otherwise because it clearly states that you've got a kink for women in the wedding dress? How weird?" Jordan Dean was completely flustered over the words that just left the elder's mouth. "I probably wrote it when I was drunk!" He tried to brush it off with an excuse while huffing in annoyance. ... Just as he was waiting Jordan took a random glance at his side mirror before shifting it away but suddenly his attention was all drawn back towards the same mirror. He blinked his eyes a few times just to make sure if what he was seeing was true or if it was just his imagination. His mind stopped working on tge sight of a beautiful girl in a flawless wedding gown. Running towards him? -"You didn't tell me your beautiful name?" -"Its Lilly Jersey" -"Let's get married Lilly!" -"I-" ... "I'll do whatever it takes to be with you, I promise to work on myself for you, for us! Please give me a last chance to be with you, I promise that you'll never regret it ... *sighs* ... It hurts even more to see your silence like this, atleast say something" Jay's eyes were desperately begging her. "There's nothing left to talk Jay. I have moved on!" "Moved on? *Scoffs* Is that why you kissed me back a few moments ago? You had the audocity to say it after you ruined my marriage?" There was nothing but silence from her which grew him impatient. "I'll give you two choices Lilly, listen carefully! Either you bring back my fiance or ... Be my bride!" ... A love triangle is like a relay race where the person in the middle deliberately delays the passing of the baton. The same goes with Lilly Jersey who was stuck between two cold CEOs who were desperate to make her as theirs. What if the two men fight for the same girl? But what if she was in their lives for different reasons? And what are those reasons? Who exactly was she? What was her actual PURPOSE? And who will she end up with? THEIR story was a HISTORY and HER story was a MYSTERY! Its basically a Violent love triangle. Its a fusion of action, drama, comedy, romance, suspense and some sparkles. **** The copyrights of the cover belongs to its rightfull owner.
Daisy_11 · 48.1K Views

The Demon Hybrid

The roar was loud and long, it could scare any man to death, but funny enough Isabelle felt safe for it gave her strength and courage. So, she opened her eyes, and the scene before her was now different. All the wolves are back in their human form and they're all naked. Once they transform, their cloth would be torn to shred, the disadvantage of being a wolf. The only person still in his wolf form was Leo, but he has his tail in between his legs. The vampires' fangs are gone, the witches are powered down as there is no fire in their hands. Then Isabelle saw the wolf that was supposed to rip her throat out is now as human as others. He was nothing but a scared ugly-looking man, Isabelle thought. But the truth was that everybody here was scared both supernatural and humans, even Damian whom she often considered a daredevil. Then why is she not scared, she wondered. Because she is easily scared. She turned and saw Jacob with a smirk, he was not scared. Isabelle was a beautiful human that is dating Silas a powerful wizard. Everything changes when the terrorist group of supernatural beings attacked their school. When she was about to be killed she heard a roar that shook everything. The roar belongs to Hunter, the most powerful being alive that had disappeared more than five centuries ago. Hunter came back as a result of the desperate calling of his mate. But he found out his mate was already in an entanglement with a wizard. Isabelle couldn't stop herself from thinking about Hunter.
Daoist04zRUM · 33.6K Views

The Blue Eyed Wife of Daredevil Tycoon

“You mean you changed my clothes?” “Yes” “Then what happened?” “Don’t you remember anything? Don’t you remember kissing me? It was a wonderful night. You were really, really amazing.” He expected her to either become nervous or explode in anger. But nothing he predicted happened. But five minutes later, he found himself trembling infront of a ferocious girl with a bunch of knives in her hand. With a sinister smile planted on her lips, she looked like a professional knife thrower aiming at her target - his little brother. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jin Zhilan grew up for twenty years abroad, dreaming about settling in her native country one day. Three years ago, at twenty, she came to Jing city for a fresh start, only to find that she walked straight to hell. She lost her only living relative - her mother. Three years later, she managed to escape hell. While running away, she fell into the arms of an outrageously attractive man who changed her whole life forever. Now it was her turn to destroy those venomous people who killed her mother. Before exacting vengeance, she decided to unveil the mystery behind her mother's death. She had to unlock the mystery surrounding her own identity. After a makeover, she appeared infront of everyone with a different identity, but not a new one. It was an identity she never revealed to anyone before - A WORLD RENOWNED WRITER who never appeared infront of public. Leng Weilin was a self–made entrepreneur, who spent years building his impressive, but formidable and fierce reputation in the business world. He was a ruthless business tycoon no one dares to offend and a man capable of doing the unthinkable. Love was a weakness that he refused to succumb to. That was before he met headstrong and feisty Jin Zhilan. When he first saw her, he found himself lost in her blue eyes. He was shaken to the core by the irresistible attraction that flared instantly inside his heart towards this feisty girl. He wanted to counter his feelings for her, but he couldn't resist the fire in her eyes and determination in her words. The risk of losing this extremely alluring girl stared him in the face. He couldn't stand the thought of losing the person who lit up his world, at no matter what the cost. A passionate possessiveness for her, drove him to an imprudent and impulsive decision: a marriage to protect her! A marriage to tie her to him! Hence the ultimate bachelor decided to take a bride. He proposed a mutually beneficial marriage. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This novel is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are either the products of the writer’s imagination or are used in a fictitious manner. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The cover photo belongs to me. Please don’t copy it. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
PepperNing · 34.9K Views
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