Marked by the Iron Jarl

Marked by the Iron Jarl The Iron and the Oak — Book One I was taken in fire and blood. He claimed me in ice and iron. When a brutal Viking raid reduces my village to ash, I am dragged from the flames and thrown at the feet of the most feared warlord in the frozen north. Ragnar Eiriksson. The Iron Jarl. A warrior king whose name is a curse whispered across the fjords. He is ruthless. Possessive. And the moment his pale eyes meet mine, he speaks words that seal my fate: This one is marked. I am no one. A healer. A captive. A woman who should despise the monster who destroyed everything I loved. But beneath my ribs, something ancient stirs. A secret legacy I have hidden since childhood. A birthmark that burns with silver fire whenever the Iron Jarl draws near. I am the heir to the White Oak Circle. A seer heroine whose bloodline carries a prophecy that could unite the warring Viking clans—or shatter the North forever. This is a Viking warrior romance forged in the darkest corners of the Viking age. A dark historical romance where the line between enemy and desire blurs with every stolen glance, every forbidden touch. Ragnar binds me to him with chains that are not made of iron, and I am trapped in a forced proximity romance that leaves no room for escape. He is a protective hero who will burn villages and slaughter armies to keep me safe, yet he is also a morally gray king who has done unforgivable things; including sins tied to my own blood. The slow burn romance between us ignites one agonizing moment at a time. In the training yard, where he teaches me to wield an axe and reclaim my power. In the sacred grove, where he defies the clan elders and declares I am under his protection. In the darkness of his chamber, where the bond between us explodes into silver light and a…