Who Historically Owned Bebbanburg Castle In The Saga?

Elena had her fate decided from the moment she was born as the young lady of a decadent family. In order to escape that fate, she accepts the offer of the young Duke, Ivar de Alba. As the Lady of House Alba, she finds herself entering a world she never imagined, filled with magic and secrets that the humans had long forgotten. In one of the highest positions of the empire, and with feelings blossoming for her new husband, Elena's life couldn't get any better, but Ivar still keeps a secret from her: he is the last son of a race that has been gone for centuries, and he will use everything he can to bring his people back, even it that means using her.

Three days ago, my vampire fiancé, Clan Lord Raven Ashford, took his aide Vera on a private overnight trip to the southern border and gave her the seat reserved for his betrothed. He expected me to make a scene. I didn’t. I had stopped fighting a month ago. A year's worth of small surrenders had finally added up to something I could no longer ignore. He handed the border treaty I had negotiated myself to Vera, thinking I would appeal to the elders. Instead, I organized the handover documents and sent them over. He dismantled the territorial affairs I had managed for years, piece by piece, to pave Vera's way forward. I said nothing. I took the blame that was mine, accepted the cold looks, and let it all pass. At the banquet, he seated Vera beside him. He nodded more at her words than at mine. He thought I had finally accepted it, thought I was afraid to lose him. Then he came to me with offers. A manor in the south. Hunting grounds in the west. The family ring that should finally go on my finger. For the first time, he initiated these things himself, speaking as though granting me rewards. I asked for nothing. The dissolution papers he had already signed were buried among the documents he approved without reading. Those papers contained two declarations: the end of our betrothal and my departure from the clan. He never noticed. He still believed I was his betrothed, still waiting. I wasn't.

She is the 7th princess of the north kingdom and became the Baroness of Westland when she was forced to marry the Baron. A Day that was supposed to be the happiest day of her life turned the saddest nightmare when Princess Althea woke up to the news that her father the king was going to give her away to the Baron of Westland, Damian Carter, who is said to be the most Ruthless, Merciless and unkind Baron to ever rule Westland as the second in command after the king. Not only that, Westland was a land filled with werewolves, And the Baron had the most powerful and Superior Beast ever. Althea was not going to let herself end up in the hands of such a man who's also half beast so she tried to escape but was caught by him and he forced her to marry him. “You don’t remember me?” Damian asked in a questioning voice laced with anger. Althea slowly shifted back away in fear as he approached her, his eyes were red in rage. “I……..I don’t……….know you” she shivered, she is the fearless type but when faced with such a man, she was really scared The moment she said that, she felt his anger increase. Damian felt so angry and disappointed that she didn’t remember him from ten years ago when she had made him promise to come marry her on her 20th birthday which he actually did. He felt anger realizing that she lost her memory of him. How come she lost her memory? Will she remember him including the fact that she was the one who made him swear to come marry her on her 20th birthday? There is only one way to find out.

At the Nightwood Clan's feast celebrating our victory over the hunters, I was accused by Julia—a fledgling freshly turned from a blood servant. The charge? Stealing fifteen crates of mana crystals and hundreds of vials of the finest rare bloods. She pointed a finger at me, her voice ringing with self-righteousness. "Are we going to let a selfish thief like her continue to control this clan's lifeblood? I propose she be thrown into the Silverwater dungeons immediately!" I looked to Joseph, the Earl of Nightwood, the man I had loved for a hundred years. He knew damn well all of it—the blood, the crystals—was mine. My gift to the clan. I needed those crystals to heal the wounds I took in the fighting, and the rare blood was the only way we could call on our allies. But the man who'd been tangled in my sheets just last night now stared at me coldly. "Julia has records of you stealing clan resources. What do you have to say for yourself?" A smirk touched my lips. "I have nothing to say." So, they thought I was some fool they could just push around. They had no idea I was a descendant of the most powerful Vampire Prince of all, Valerius. If they wanted to play games with me, they’d better be prepared for my revenge.

‎Royalty has never been a choice for Princess Amelia Anastasia Ferdinand. On the night of her twentieth birthday, she learns that the future she dreamed of has already been decided. Bound by an ancient royal agreement, she is forced to marry Prince Andrew Harrison Brown of Dustrich, a cold and distant heir who wants nothing to do with a bride chosen for him. ‎ ‎Thrown into a kingdom that is not her own, Amelia struggles to earn the acceptance of her new family while enduring a husband who keeps his heart firmly out of reach. Yet the deeper she settles into palace life, the more she realizes that her marriage is built on secrets no one is willing to reveal. ‎ ‎When another prince enters her life, offering the kindness and understanding she has longed for, Amelia finds herself torn between the life she wishes she had and the vows she never chose. ‎ ‎But some marriages are not born of politics alone. Some are forged by fate... and a centuries-old secret that could change not only two lives, but the future of two kingdoms. ‎ ‎As hidden truths begin to surface, Amelia must decide whether to follow her heart or embrace the destiny that has been waiting for her since birth.

Astrid was the perfect "stand-in" wife for Jakob Carlsen—until the woman she was impersonating returned to claim her place. Branded a fraud and cast out into a winter storm, Astrid loses her marriage, her unborn child, and her memory. But the "homeless orphan" is actually the long-lost heir to the Zarvan empire. Now, backed by a powerful new family and a billion-dollar legacy, Astrid is returning to the city that broke her. Between a jealous ex-wife and a corporate office rigged for her failure, she must prove she’s more than just a pretty face. Jakob destroyed a girl in the snow, but he’s about to meet the woman who owns his future.