fiction, Hel, Heltrid, mystery, Princess of Hel, urban fantasy, writing
So, I posted when I started my Heltrid: Princess of Hel series. I want to thank those that went over and read it.
But it’s still going on and needs a bit of reader love. It’s got a lack of the politics that pops up here, if that is your worry. Just pure fictionally goodness. 🙂
Here’s a preview of part 7:
I couldn’t help it, I burst out laughing.
“Kill me?” I wheezed, “I’m dead, I’m sitting in Hel, having tea and finding out I was a demi-goddess! I mean, it’s like a bad acid trip or something.”
Hel put her hand on my shoulder and squeezed. Hard. Her eyes were like ice as she glared into mine.
“What makes you think that death means the same to a Goddess of Death as it does to everything else?” She asked, her voice cold and regal.