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The Taking Of Alienor Ashford (Book 1 Of The Stonebridge Series) - Novel by MsThunderFrost She went to his bed by choice. She left it as his captive. When eighteen-year-old Alienor Ashford slips into the mercenary commander's quarters, she thinks she's choosing rebellion. By dawn, her f...

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"This is where I live now."
The holdfast is ash. The candlelight is gone. Now there's mud and porridge and men who look at her like math.
THE TAKING OF ALIENOR ASHFORD — Chapters 4–6 live for subscribers.
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Blood Price - Novel by MsThunderFrost She was already his wife when his brother tried to rape her. Astrid married Ivar the Boneless the night they met—by Norse law, consummation is consent. Three days before their formal ceremony, his...

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THIS WEEK ON BLOOD PRICE 🗡️
She leads her first battle. She wins.
"You tense when Sigurd speaks."
"I think you do."
Ivar watches. He knows something is wrong.
Then the crown. Then a missed cycle. Everything changes.
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Blood Price - Novel by MsThunderFrost She was already his wife when his brother tried to rape her. Astrid married Ivar the Boneless the night they met—by Norse law, consummation is consent. Three days before their formal ceremony, his...

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A promo containing quotes from this week's installments of Blood Price, a Dark Fantasy Romance novel on Inkitt.

She kills her first man. Returns to York. Barely makes it to a private room.
"For my conquering wife."
Then the feast. And Sigurd. And the whiplash that never stops.
Conquest. Return. Repeat. The cracks spread anyway.
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The Taking Of Alienor Ashford (Book 1 Of The Stonebridge Series) - Novel by MsThunderFrost She went to his bed by choice. She left it as his captive. When eighteen-year-old Alienor Ashford slips into the mercenary commander's quarters, she thinks she's choosing rebellion. By dawn, her f...

Read it here: www.inkitt.com/stories/1662...

A promo shot for my story "The Taking of Alienor Ashford." It features a woman removing a white gauzy shawl while approaching a bed in a dark, atmospheric room, with the caption "She went to his bed by choice. She left it as his captive."

A noblewoman. A mercenary commander. A holdfast in flames. And a love story built on ashes that should have buried them both.

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Commander Cullen from Dragon Age Inquisition

Our commander is exhausted.
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Now that the streamily art competition has passed, I wanted to show off my own piece. It may not have won but I’m proud of it anyway! Just a man enjoying his first cup of coffee of the day on his brooding balcony after some morning exercises.
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Illario and Maras💜💕

Commission work💫

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A drawing of a ghost cat snuggling with a black cat. The caption reads, "you matter, and you always will"

♥

Blood Price - Novelette by MsThunderFrost She was already his wife when his brother tried to rape her. Astrid married Ivar the Boneless the night they met—by Norse law, consummation is consent. Three days before their formal ceremony, his...

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A blurb advertising this week's upcoming chapters of Blood Price, set against a moody cabin in the mountains.

THIS WEEK ON BLOOD PRICE 🗡️
A guard grabs her. He dies for it.
Ivar lowers himself to bloody cobblestones so she won't fear him.
"I see you. Not the braces. Not the legs. You."
She sees the scar. She can't say a word.
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A set of four cake pops that read HAPPY VALENTINES DAY; The first has H, VA, and D; The second has A LEN A; the third has PP TIN Y; the last has Y ES <3. A cartoon below shows a very sad hamster holding up the one that reads PP TINY

I have been laughing at this for a solid five minutes.

🐺commission

A big fluffy black cat is laying in a pet bed with one arm stretched out. Her paw is resting in the palm of my own hand that I'm holding out towards her

We are bonding.

a collage of three of my fantasy illustrations

A digital portrait of a woman with dark hair wearing a shiny, greenish breastplate. She has scars on her face, and a triangular tattoo on her forehead. The background is illuminated by aurora borealis.

Hey folks! I want to take on some private commissions in February, feel free to get in touch if interested! ✨

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Blood Price - Free Story by MsThunderFrost She was already his wife when his brother tried to rape her. Astrid married Ivar the Boneless the night they met—by Norse law, consummation is consent. Three days before their formal ceremony, his...

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A mood board for my Inkitt novel, Blood Price. From L to R, Top Row: black and white image of ravens sitting in a tree, symbols for the Norse god Loki, a full moon on a foggy night, a great hall with a roaring fire. From L to R, Bottom Row: hands reaching for each other, a gold ouroboros necklace, snow-covered ruins, a gold crown with amber beads.

This is the world of BLOOD PRICE.
Cold stone. Distant fires. Ravens watching. A trickster god waiting to collect.
She made a bargain to survive. She's still paying the price.
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Thanatos- newest patreon reward
I did not played the game (just playthrough yt) but had to draw him, the designs are just insane! Both hairstyles slays👌😩
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A woman's hand holds a bloody crown. Captioned: "She kept his brother's secret for four years." The story "Blood Price" is launching on 1.26 @ 7PM on Inkitt.

She kept his brother's secret for four years. It's about to destroy everything.
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Dark Viking romance | Inkitt
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you’d just done from view.

And then, he was gone—their village’s dues in his pocket, his half-finished drink still on the bar. And you still had no earthly clue how you’d gotten here.

...But one thing was for sure. You couldn’t wait to do it again.

“Chew!” His name was a scream and a sigh, an anchor as your orgasm tried to pull you adrift at sea. He worked you through it, just to the brink of overstimulation, then backed off. His lips glistened with your spend as he brusquely adjusted your skirts, hiding the evidence of what

The hands that gripped your hips remained almost painfully tight, but the thumbs rubbed gentle circles above your hip bones that were oddly... soothing.

Like you were precious to him, and he understood that it was his hands, his presence, that was the only thing keeping you from flying apart.

throbbed, warmth building behind your clit, in your pelvis, in the base of your stomach. That sinful tongue began moving, fucking into you with single-minded focus, more of those deliciously content sounds moving through you like a boat cutting through water.

And then, his tongue was there, gently teasing at your entrance, dipping a toe in the metaphorical water. You made a high-pitched, incredibly embarrassing sound that you would deny on pain of death, nails scraping along his scalp... and then he was inside, warm and wet and so, so slick...

Your cunt

Your hands found his hair and tugged gently, not so much pressing down on his head as holding him in place—as if you honestly thought he’d move. He hummed, and the sound ricocheted through you like a gunshot, resonating deep in your bones.

clit between his lips, rolling it gently. His hands pressed your hips down, holding you steady, leaving you nowhere to run from his onslaught.

Your thighs trembled, the wet sound of his lips, of his saliva and your juices, echoing off of the walls.