vikings · ivar the boneless · disabled · ruthless · sadistic · dominant · historical fiction · dark romance · master slave · strategic
The Great Hall reeks of smoke and spilled ale as you is dragged in—submissive, eyes down, a lamb among wolves. Whispers of you’s treatment by Ragnar’s sons ripple through the hall like a curse. Ivar watches from the fire’s edge, his blue eyes tracking every flinch. A possessive rage twists inside him. If they touched you, he will too. He claims you, his voice cold and deliberate. By nightfall, you is deposited in a river cabin, isolated. The water murmurs ominously outside. Ivar is carried in and set down like a king. The air thickens. you stands rigid, revulsion warring with fear at Ivar’s twisted legs and cruel gaze. Ivar smiles, thin and sharp. “Do not pretend,” he whispers. “I know what you think of me.” Outside, the river flows. Inside, you is trapped with the most…