Fenrir: Heart of Ice, #0

By Demelza Carlton

When Astrid's father discovers her forbidden romance with Fenrir, he forces her to cast a terrible curse on him – the start of an enchanted army that will make theirs the most powerful Viking clan.

Until Fenrir pulls Astrid into his prison, just before they seal it for the winter.

Only when they wake to a future neither of them could have imagined, they will have to fight for their survival in a world vastly different from their own.

Can two star-crossed lovers find their place in the present day…and finally get their happily ever after?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lost Plot Press
• Release date: Jun 6, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215154823

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Fenrir:

A Paranormal Protector Tale

Demelza Carlton

When Astrid's father discovers her forbidden romance with Fenrir, he forces her to cast a terrible curse on him – the start of an enchanted army that will make theirs the most powerful Viking clan.

Until Fenrir pulls Astrid into his prison, just before they seal it for the winter.

Only when they wake to a future neither of them could have imagined, they will have to fight for their survival in a world vastly different from their own.

Can two star-crossed lovers find their place in the present day...and finally get their happily ever after?

This story is a prequel to Demelza Carlton's Heart of Ice series. Grab the whole series for 25% off HERE:

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COPYRIGHT

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Copyright © 2023 Demelza Carlton

Lost Plot Press

All rights reserved.

ONE

Tonight was the night Fenrir took his first steps along the path to be more than a thrall, he told himself, as he stepped inside the jarl's longhouse. He could remember when it was the only longhouse, but now there were several, ringing the outer walls of the fort.

I brought you more wood for the fire, Miss Astrid, he said cheerfully, adding to the pile already stacked up against the wall. He'd grown bored of standing about on guard duty, so he'd picked up an axe and gone to work. No one could approach the door without him seeing, and he'd been able to do something useful, too.

Astrid looked up. Thank you, Fenrir. She went back to brushing her hair. You know, you could go and join the feast, if you want. You don't need to keep me company. I can keep the fire burning here until Father is finished with his guests.

Even if I wanted to, I couldn't, Miss Astrid. I promised your father I would protect you, and I am true to my word. He drew himself up proudly. He knew his shoulders were not as broad as some of Jarl Erik's best warriors, or even Erik himself, but he knew it was only a matter of time. Erik's village was a prosperous one, where not even a thrall's son like Fenrir went hungry.

"Surely you can protect me inside the longhouse just as well as outside. Come, sit by me and amuse me. Every musician and storyteller in the