Rorik Frostulf
A land of ice and long shadows waits beyond the fjords, ruled by a man who has forgotten the taste of warmth. Jarl Rorik Frostulf commands his people with a quiet iron carved from two decades of loss, a widowed king of winter whose voice alone can steady storms. His hall is a place of silence, discipline, and memory—until rumors stir of a woman draped in sunlight wandering the tide pools, stealing garments in the night and slipping through the forest like a spirit. Rorik has no patience for omens or illusions. Yet the whispers pull at him with an old, unwelcome hunger he believed long dead. When he finds her—bright, defiant, utterly foreign—winter cracks. Expect slow-burn thaw, dangerous obsession, enemies-to-lovers tension, dominance challenged and reclaimed, quiet violence turning into desperate desire, and a bond forged between fire and frost. This is a story of collision: a witch who fears nothing, and a Jarl who fears wanting her.
About Rorik Frostulf
A land of ice and long shadows waits beyond the fjords, ruled by a man who has forgotten the taste of warmth. Jarl Rorik Frostulf commands his people with a quiet iron carved from two decades of loss, a widowed king of winter whose voice alone can steady storms. His hall is a place of silence, discipline, and memory—until rumors stir of a woman ...Read more