Crafted From The Ashes Of Roses – Juliet Bellarose (1)

I stared, transfixed while Torsten took an old wooden stool from the corner and sat down, staring into the pool. “It shows the events happening in Midgard. Another gift from the gods. Whether it was a way for Sigyn to keep in touch with the outside world, or a way to torment Loki, it was rarely ever used.

Sigyn never left the room Loki was held in, either way. And Loki never came up here. But this is how we were able to find you.” I stared at the pool, but only saw my reflection staring back. “Ask for what you wish to see,” Torsten explained. “The magic will listen to and obey you.” I took a breath. “I’d like to see Earth. Or, Midgard. Whatever you guys call it out here.” Torsten gave a low chuckle. The pool swirled and shimmered, its surface trembling with unfelt vibrations.

An image of Earth appeared; however, it was a view from outer space. “You’ll have to be a bit more specific with it,” Torsten explained, and then scratched his chin. “Hmm. Although I would have asked to see something I’ve never seen before. I always imagined the first mortal to enter this castle would ask to see Asgard.” I took another breath, my hands shaking in anticipation. “Show me my home. My family. My followers I left behind. I want to see what’s going on, and if the people I love are okay.”

The mirror shimmered again, stronger this time until I could barely feel the vibrations through my winter boots, as though the magic was thinking harder. An image appeared before me. My mom and grandmother, standing at the front door of the farmhouse. Their eyes were red and weary, as though they’d been holding back tears. The image was vivid, as if the events were playing before my eyes, and not through a mirror. My mug slipped from my hands and crashed to the stone floor, breaking apart into thin shards of ice.

“Mom?” My voice broke. Torsten shook his head softly. “They can’t hear you. But you can hear them.” The vision zoomed out slightly, revealing more people standing outside the farmhouse with cameras and microphones. My grandmother’s voice was wavering, but her shoulders were taut, as though she were trying to keep herself emotionally strong. “No. We believe she is still alive somewhere.

We would have felt if something terrible happened to her. She’s strong. She always expects herself to be. She’ll find her way back home.” I saw my mom’s lower lip quiver before she turned back inside the farmhouse. “No. No! Mom, I’m alive! I’m coming back!”

Copyright © 2023 by Juliet Bellerose. All rights reserved. Printed in the United States of America. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission except in the case of brief quotations em- bodied in critical articles or reviews. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, organizations, places, events and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.

Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. Book and Cover design by Juliet Bellerose ISBN: 979-8-218-30891-9 OceanofPDF.com Dedicated to all the readers who fall for the morally gray, sexy villains. OceanofPDF.com Contents Dedication CHAPTER 1 CHAPTER 2 CHAPTER 3 CHAPTER 4 CHAPTER 5 CHAPTER 6 CHAPTER 7 CHAPTER 8 CHAPTER 9 CHAPTER 10 CHAPTER 11 CHAPTER 12 CHAPTER 13 CHAPTER 14 CHAPTER 15 CHAPTER 16 CHAPTER 17 CHAPTER 18 CHAPTER 19 CHAPTER 20 CHAPTER 21 CHAPTER 22 CHAPTER 23 CHAPTER 24 CHAPTER 25 CHAPTER 26 Aknowledgments OceanofPDF.com OceanofPDF.com Content Warning Please note that this story contains sexually explicit themes involving BDSM, CNC, and dubious Dream-Sex.

There is fantasy violence involving dark creatures, blood, visceral wounds, death, and mentions of death. The experiences I wrote about in this story, and the challenges that Monika faces are based on my true stories involving widespread toxic culture and internet fame. I wrote this book to empower myself and others to rise from the ashes of their circumstances and be the best version of yourself despite anyone who tries to tear you down.

OceanofPDF.com CHAPTER 1 Method to her Madness IT WAS A DARK AND FROZEN POLAR NIGHT. The sun never rises during the six winter months in Svalbard, and while my mornings usually entail snowstorms, matcha, or moonlight in my family’s warm farmhouse, today was… Different would be an understatement. Partially submerged in the depths of a frozen lake, surrounded by ice and snow, with just a flicker of civil twilight for me to stare death in the face.

This shit-show began twenty-four hours earlier, stepping off my connecting flight from Norway to Longyearbyen, Svalbard. My backpack was stuffed with my filming equipment, and my luggage with enough winter clothing to last me the month.

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