Astrid And Hiccup Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I'd just flopped face-first onto the bed when my phone buzzed — a push notification for some forum called Mischief & Mayhem. Mischief & Mayhem? Who names a forum like that? Curiosity got the better of me. I tapped in. The first thing I saw was a massive, red-lettered help post pinned to the top: "URGENT! I'm actually an incubus. I've been terrified of scaring my wife with my true form, so I've spent our entire three-year marriage pretending to be cold and celibate. But she just asked for a divorce and I can't hide it anymore... HELP: How do I win her back within 30 days without revealing what I am?"

“Hey, do you remember what I said back then? You were crying a lot so I’m not sure if you heard me but I said something.” Sierra shook her head. “What was it?” Astrid pulled an evil smirk. “That I would wring that man’s balls if I ever find out who he is.” She put her fist up with a proud and brave face. “I’m going to keep my promise now.” Sierra stared at her friend for a moment before bursting into laughter. “What are you even thinking? Are you not going to change your mind?” She laughed until her eyes teared up. “Oh, please. My stomach hurt just imagining how you’d do it.”

she said in a trembling voice. “Then what is this? What did just happen between us, huh, Astrid? How about those kisses we shared? Did it mean nothing to you? Why did you even let me kiss you and hug you and let me love you if you’d just leave me in the end?” “This shouldn’t have happened, Bullet and you know that.” Astrid sat down in her swivel chair. She gripped her collar tightly. “I have a husband, for Christ’s sake and I don’t want to-“

However, as we continued to walk away, I all of a sudden heard a voice I recognized so very well called behind me, "Alpha Hudson." I halted in my steps, I couldn't control myself as I turned to look at him; the person I spent my four years hating, and her, she was standing beside him, with a her stomach now bulging out, Astrid is pregnant.

Those massive tits were definitely fake. He lifted her up, causing her legs to wrap around his waist. Then they started making out like they were one step away from fucking in front of the crowd. Said crowd was cheering them on. I saw the disappointment flash in Astrid’s eyes at how their coven was acting. This was no environment to have little ones watching people practically fucking. ‘At least she’ll be busy,’ I said to our group, snorting. ‘That she will be,’ Astrid said, shaking her head, and continuing on towards our destination.

Honeycombed fruits, eggs with spinach, fresh bread, and creamy cheese. The sight of it makes Astrid cry again. She is so happy that he cares so much about her. That he knows her so well. Not only what are her favorites food, but the little things like how she likes the bread broken, not cut with a knife, how she likes her eggs softer... How she looks at her... That makes her the happiest. But it also makes her stomach tighten with guilt. He is so excited, he is so sincere and caring. And she... she doesn't want to carry his child... their child. She will be a terrible mother and she will ruin his happiness.

Her fingers brushed through my hair, calming me further. I looked up at her, her face inches from mine, concern written all over her expression. Slowly, I lifted my hand and cupped her cheeks, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath my fingertips. My heart softened at the sight of her, and without thinking, I leaned forward, pressing a soft, gentle kiss to her lips. Astrid's gaze remained fixed on me, a hint of uncertainty in her eyes. Despite her situation; her clothes stained with blood from the slashes she had endured; she looked at me with a mixture of concern and curiosity.

“You’re going to kill him, Micah!” Micah froze, his chest heaving, his fists still clenched. He looked at her like she’d betrayed him more than I ever could. “Astrid, move aside.” She shook her head furiously, tears clinging to her lashes. “No!” Micah’s gaze snapped to me at once. “What did you do to her?” he hissed. “You hypnotized her, didn’t you? You made her crazy! That’s the only explanation.” Astrid snapped back before I could even breathe. “Shut up, Micah! He didn’t do anything. I love him!”

“Spread those legs. Brace yourself, Astrid.” I hit her thighs, stood in between them, and slowly I kissed her lips, going down to her pussy and she was moaning already. She was squeezing her boobs and pushing her head back. “I'm going all in, babe. Brace yourself.” Immediately I placed my lips on her clit. She pushed my head away, got down the counter, grabbed her jacket, and immediately put it on. “Babe.. What the.. Astrid..” I tried touching her but she didn't let me. I wasn't sure what I did or what her attitude was about, but I knew something was up. She is the same person who just happily busted her legs wide open for me to feast. Something must be wrong.

He said sternly taking my hand in his. “Talk about what?” I replied, knowingly. “Her father. I know we haven’t brought it up since that night, but now we need to.” “That was a long time ago. What does it have to do with now?” I replied denying the conversation. “Because now we know he was fae.” He said not giving up. “Fine, what do you want to know?” I started, anger rising in me. “I was young and stupid. You know the story. Astrid met gorgeous jock that had a brain. Got knocked up never to see the boy again. You were there, remember?” I said irritated.