PLUNDER OF THE NORTH: A Dark Viking Why Choose Romance

This audiobook is narrated by a digital voice.

I was counting exits when he knelt.

A jarl. On the deck of his own longship. One knee in bilge water, sixty warriors at his back — and he knelt in front of the woman he'd just stolen.

I'm a healer. I count things: pulse beats, wound depth, the number of men between me and the door. When four Viking warriors drag me from my burning village, I count them too. Bjorn, whose one-word commands move armies. Erik, who killed our blacksmith in a single swing — then pulled a splinter from a crewman's hand like threading a needle. Ivar, who called me beautiful in a language he was teaching me to speak. Leif, who wove my name into a war song before the blood dried.

They don't want a thrall.

They want me willing.

And the worst part — the part that keeps me awake in furs that smell like salt and smoke and him — is that I stopped wanting to escape somewhere around day three. I just wasn't ready to admit it.

I'm a healer who ran toward the screams. Now I'm running toward something far more dangerous.

Four warriors who share everything.

Including me.

I was taken as plunder. I stayed by choice.

Plunder of the North is a scorching why choose Viking romance — one Irish healer, four possessive warriors, and a captive-to-queen arc with no love triangle. She doesn't choose between them. She claims them all.

Explicit content. 18+ only. All characters are adults.