Good morning again!
Yesterday I introduced you to Ronnell D. Porter, who joined me for an interview during his recent book tour. [CLICK HERE FOR THE INTERVIEW!] Today we’re taking a deeper look into his Odin Blood series with an excerpt!
[I’m going to be honest here… this one really caught my attention because I love the whole idea of Nordic mythology and history. The premise makes me smile.]
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FROM THE ODIN BLOOD SERIES
The soft candlelight lit her room with hot yellow flickers of flame as she held a black iron jewelry box in her lap. It was so intricate, so lovely, and it allowed her to not only read Finn’s words of love, but to run her fingers across them so that she knew that he was real, that the feeling of his love wasn’t just the fading dream of a naïve girl. When she closed her eyes and held the jewelry box close to her, she could almost see his round face, his dark hair, brows, and lashes contrasted against the pallor of his skin, and those eyes that always seemed to catch whatever light was near to make them glow, even with the faintest of rays in the night. They were the eyes of the Fae blood within him, eyes that held an ancient magic and natural wisdom pooled in shades of forest green.
Finn rolled onto his side and took her hand into his. He left soft kisses along her hand, her wrist, and slid his body against hers.
“I want you to know that I’d decided never to leave your side again,” he said. He looked suddenly uncomfortable, his brow strewn together and his jaw clenched tightly. Then he finally drew in a deep breath through his nose and nodded to himself.
“Before I returned here, I think I was starting to forget what it was like to be human… To be me. Emotions were starting we feel dulled, and something like a memory. Suddenly what was important in my like didn’t seem to matter much; my old life, the death of my brothers, my mother, my father… Even you. I almost didn’t return to Nornör at all, but something inside of me – maybe the last little piece of humanity inside of me – urged me back here. And suddenly, when I saw you again, all of the parts of me that got lost inside of that wolf’s body began to come back together. Suddenly I felt fire again, and passion, and I felt that there was something that gave my life meaning again. When I held you for the first time, I felt whole again.”
Finn grew bolder, and nodded to himself.
“I can’t risk forgetting who I am again – but more importantly, I can’t risk forgetting what you mean to me.”
“I don’t think you ever would have forgotten who you are,” Erica said.
“I very nearly forgot you – that’s bad enough. I wouldn’t want to live with myself if I’d forgotten your name, your face, your voice, your scent…”
“You won’t,” Erica whispered. She cradled his head against her chest and let him rest there as she tangled her fingers into his thick black hair. “I promise that you’ll never have to go another day of your life without me there to remind you of who you are. You are Finn Úlfurson, the man that I have loved since the first time we ran through the woods and howled together like maniacs.”
Finn chuckled against her, and lifted his head.
“And you are Erica, great leader to the people of Nornör, and the woman I have loved since you struck me over the head with a rock.”
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