Astrid Aizawa Novels & Stories

If only her husband would give her this one chance, who knows what would happen? “You must have mud in your ears,” A voice said. Ejima turned her attention to the woman standing some paces away from her. She was dark-skinned and stood closer to the ground, using a dried cedar branch as a walking stick. Her name was Adaku, one of the village midwives. “Good afternoon…I mean…good evening, ma.” Ejima fumbled with words but hoped to keep her face stern. The crease on the older woman’s face deepened.

I felt exasperated and hopeless. "It is quite a good move to cut it, Since males will swarm on you non-stop if they know that you are a female," Aja said while smiling at me kindly. "It is. Truthfully. By the way. We initially wanted to seek information about the Immortals. Specifically, the god named Sephtis and the twin goddesses named Ayla and Arie. Do you happen to know who they are?" Lowell asked politely while getting straight to the point.

I said. Astrid took out a Map from her college bag. Astrid is much tidier than me. If I prefer to wear plain hot pants and t-shirts, then let my blonde hair loose, I prefer a simple style. Unlike Astrid, who wore a colored skirt and shirt, she wore several accessories, such as necklaces, glasses, and watches.

“You're boring. If you weren't my sister, I wouldn't stand ten feet near your radar. Latoya's sister actually knows how to have fun.” “Keep your voices down,” Ria complained from her bed and turned toward the wall. “Tell your best friend to loosen up,” Astrid shot back. “We're not living in the Stone Age. A seventeen-year-old can have sex.” “You need to go home,” I said. Astrid laughed, slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders, and tossed it toward the closet. Even half dressed she looked like a magazine model. Perfect features. Elegant posture. Effortless beauty.

Turning Astrid looks almost embarrassed by our show of I want to say affection but honestly it is just pure filth going through Adira’s mind right now. “Ok, take your position, Adira, we need you to show Astrid and Autumn some of the easiest ways to keep Ajax from actually pinning you” Ares tells my tart of a wolf, who is still purring at our mates. ‘Adira concentrate, Astrid needs us’ My wolf pouts but takes her stance.

Erik explained. "That's because they are using Everlasting fire. Athena can't stop it, and neither can I," Balthazar said from behind us. I turned towards him. Imelda stood tall beside him, looking like the warrior she was. Armed head to toe in black fitted leather and sheathed blades. Her hair was braided back, and for a fleeting moment, she looked exactly like Nesrin.

I just managed to catch her, dropping my ax to do so. “Is she okay?” Andromache asked, hurrying over. “Yes. She just fainted.” I assured, shifting my hold to carry the girl bridal style. She is quite pretty. Long straight red was pulled back into a ponytail with fair skin dotted with freckles across her cheeks and nose. I wonder what color her eyes are. “Asterion? If you are done ogling her, can we take her back to the main room? I know she’s a beautiful girl. Lucky her to have straight hair.” she sighed.

Startled, the woman with violet eyes turned her head to the voice who just screamed the name, ‘Heidi’ From what she knows, Heidi Stewart was also one of the love interests of Azrael. Having a sexy accent and light green eyes, one could tell in a glance that she is a foreigner. She was also known globally, being one of the most beautiful international models, and a businesswoman.

Kira tried barging in through the door, but before she could climb up, Azazel stopped her. “Not now; she is asleep,” he tried shooing Kira away. Kira was the woman who would help him organize his fashion events and balls whenever he needed help. The woman always kept a professional tone with him, which is why Azazel admired her; she was one of the very few outsiders whom Azazel respected. The girl caught Azazel gawking at Athena’s pictures like a pervert, she didn’t let the man go until he told her who she was, the man didn’t let her in all the details, only enough to know that Athena was the girl Azazel had a childhood crush on.

Ava glared at her brothers after she pulled a T-shirt over her head. The boys had accepted shorts and were already eating the bowls of a meat and vegetable stew that they had been offered. How could they even eat at a time like this? She took her place beside Zeke, and the older woman who’d given her the clothes gave her a bowl, too. She recognised her as the Luna immediately. Audrey had come forward before Nate could tell her anything about the secret they were keeping.