A Dark Captive Warrior enemies to lovers viking romance.
He was supposed to be my executioner.
Instead, he became my captor.
When my clan falls beneath the ruthless northern warlord's raid, I expect death. What I don't expect is to be claimed ? not as a slave, not as a spoil of war, but as something far more dangerous.
Bjorn Dravenson is everything I was raised to hate ? brutal Viking jarl, conqueror, dark warrior with ice in his veins and blood on his hands. He destroyed my world without mercy.
Now he keeps me in his hall. Watches me. Tests me. He says I belong to him. I would rather die than kneel.
But captivity is a slow-burning battlefield. Every argument ignites. Every glance lingers too long. Every touch threatens to undo me.
Because beneath the ruthless dominance... beneath the savage reputation... is a man who looks at me like I am not broken ? but forged.
The clans are gathering. War brews across the fjords. Prophecy whispers of destruction, protection, rebirth.
And if I give my heart to the enemy who claimed me... I won't just betray my people. I will shatter us both.
He conquered my land.
But if I let him conquer my heart...
There will be no survivors.
