Astrid Hofferson Novels & Stories

Emily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair.

Astrid, while settling into her seat, shot a cool glance in Harper's direction, and Harper responded with a guarded nod, maintaining a professional facade. Harper harbored evident dislike towards her, while Astrid maintained a distinct lack of trust in her as well. Astrid's intuition whispered suspicions about Elias diverting company funds, possibly with Harper's involvement. Her intuitive radar had never led her astray. This time, it honed in on Elias and Harper, a duo whose actions seemed to echo with an elusive secrecy. Though Astrid couldn't put her finger on the specifics, a decision crystallized within her: she would embark on a journey to decipher the cryptic financial trail, exposing

Astrid found the Women’s Etiquette class to be as bad as she feared and her thoughts meandered as Mrs Bellmar repeated the ‘women are servants’ speech again. She is Princess Astrid Nara Katrall, the true heir to the Kaltharian throne. Does she really want to be a Queen? People have sacrificed their very lives and outlawed themselves permanently for her. Just for her. She remembered all the risks she had taken with her own life as a thief, never knowing that thousands, maybe tens of thousands of people depended on her.

Max asked. "The two of them managed to produce a healthy, well-mannered, beautiful daughter and my sister never came running back, did she?" Maddison said, breaking out of Max's arms and storming off the dance floor. She didn't come in our direction as Max was hot on her trail. That was when Leo finally spoke. "Maddison Megestanis," He said over the crowd just loud enough for her to hear without turning too many other heads. She immediately stopped and looked our way. Leo summoned her with his finger and she graciously approached curtsying when she arrived.

the manager explained the detail of the ring that caught Ashley's eyes. "Astrid? Ten million dollars?" Ashley gasped in amazement. "That ring was called Astrid, which means divinely beautiful," Miss Lily explained. Seeing the two women only focused their eyes on Astrid, Ashton went to join them. "Mr Grey, looks like Miss White is interested with Astrid. Should I take it out so she could try it on? What do you think?" Miss Lily spoke immediately right after Ashton reached them. "Oh, no no no... That's just too expensive. I'll just get a regular one," Ashley refused instantly, didn't want to trouble Ashton to buy her an over-priced wedding ring.

I closed my eyes and let out a deep sigh as I realized that she was actually putting all on me. Astrid looked so petite while wearing our pure white scrub uniform. Her hands were in the pockets of her tops. Her long-legged have been emphasized as she crossed her legs while wearing her pure white pants, together with her dress shoes with a low heel. It looked perfect on her. Her long-light-brown hair was loosened and cascading down her back that danced on the breeze as she moved. She was carrying on her lap my navy-blue backpack while seating on our bleachers. She was looking around while biting her nails. Her eyes looked so jaded, that contributed to her innocent face.

She sucked in a breath before I sighed. “Of course, my love. If that’s what you want,” I said before I went to put on my clothes as she was making a quick escape. It looked like that I was not the only one affected by that sudden kiss between us. I cannot wait to discover more of this scientist’s secret and soon to be my wife, Astrid Freya Olsen. Astrid Olsen’s POV

Astrid was narrowing her eyes. “I don’t believe that kiss was not your sign of going berserk,” she hissed before I was laughing at her. She scowled before I was putting my hands on her thighs. Her suit was hugging her body like a second skin. “With a woman like you, who would not like to kiss you?” I asked before Astrid Larsen, the fearless, ruthless Huntress was blushing. She fucking blushed! “Wait, do not tell me that was your first kiss?” I asked her before she was putting the stake even more into my skin. I was smirking at her as I was putting my hands on her back. Astrid did not push them away or maybe killed me right now.

she whispers. I grab her wrist and drag her out of the cocoon. “We’ve got to get out of here now!” I shout. There is nothing I can do for the others, but I am determined to save Beth. Beth swings her feet onto the floor. She unsteadily grabs the canopy for support. I hold onto her wrist with one hand and begin to pull us along the cord towards the hatch with the other. My breathing becomes more ragged. The fracture has widened substantially, and the rush of escaping air pulls at Beth. My grip is slipping; I can feel her beginning to slide through my fingers. The pods groan, straining against the vortex dragging anything and everything towards the gap.

came his only reply and she mouthed a thank you before walking out of the office briskly lest he changed his mind. She kept drawing the length of her gown down as they walked into the hotel. Aurora was dressed in a pair of black short gown and she had a white wig on her hair while the make up on her face was heavy, right now she looked like a hot seductress who was going to be an interpreter. Why did Bigfoot make her do this anyways? She felt so lost and uncomfortable. “Hello” she greeted as she walked in front of the door, the guards standing there inspected her from head to toe before nodding and she entered inside and she wished she had not.